Bloggers and Twitter: Are There Rules I Don’t Know About?

I’ve been a user for about 4 years, but it’s only in the last couple of years I’ve been extremely active on it – especially since I started blogging.

But there are things to do with the Twittersphere + Blogosphere that I just can’t quite get my head around and just don’t understand so I’m hoping to get some answers that will shed a bit of light on it.

The blogging world is based on community and support (supposedly), showcasing our work while forming networks and building our following base. So why is it that many bloggers just don’t follow back?

Bloggers: How do you choose who to follow and who not to follow? Do you have some sort of selective profiling system?

I’ve always felt it rude not to follow a fellow blogger back, I’m beginning to think I’m alone in this way of thinking or im just too polite for my own damn good.

Don’t get me wrong, I have my own Twitter rules:  No following egg pictures/spam bots/annoying sales & marketing companies/businesses that look fake and anything that has nothing to do with my likes and hobbies.

I’ve also noticed a certain circle of bloggers will only retweet from that said circle – I feel sorry for the newbies as I think this is what scares them off.

it doesn’t just end there though, the same applies to replies. Favorites are great but (if you’re too busy) even a one word answer would suffice sometimes – no?

Speak to me fashion beauty lifestyle health whatever kind of blogger you are. Tell me why you don’t follow or reply back?



Goodbye and Good Riddance Part 2 | Knowing When It Is The End Of a Friendship

You’ve probably read some of my other posts that talk about how I’m losing many of my friends somehow, not because I don’t keep in touch – because I do. They just don’t keep in touch with me. I have reflected a lot about this, trying to think did I do something to piss them off? Or do I just put it down to growing up and growing apart?

I have some of my closest friends, who we all agree we have grown apart, but we still see each other, we just see each other less, so I don’t think this one is this.

In the past few months I have come to the realisation that one friend in particular, that I had since I was 12 will become a distant memory pretty soon and I just have to accept that. The funny thing is after years of emailing, texting, calling and not getting replies or getting replies about 3 weeks later, she actually randomly sent me a text. I say random as it was well over 1 year since I had stopped making attempts to contact.

In the 2 years she was really bad at keeping in touch she had given birth to twins (this was why she got in touch to tell me so) and I took this as a white flag to rekindle our friendship again. I will admit, I was a bit irked that I had no idea she was even pregnant, considering I used to be the one whom she told all her secrets too – I mean I know a lot, but what can I do, that is just life and it was her choice, but I always got the feeling maybe she felt bad about that, this is why I gave her the benefit of the doubt.

For 2 months we exchanged frequent emails and texts, trying to arrange a meet-up, she had relocated further north of the city and I was willing to pay the money to commute out of the London borders. The following months it went quiet again, probably on my part due to my job interviews, job searching and beginning this blog, so I decided once and for all to put a date in my diary to make the effort to visit.

I texted her and I didn’t get a reply until about 1 week later, she said that she was busy on all her days off from work for the next month and didn’t know when she would be free and that was that. I replied saying that I completely understood and that I would leave the ball in her court to let me know.

I never heard from her again and if I’m honest I haven’t tried to get in touch with her, I just got a clear sign that she just didn’t want to meet, something had changed. Was it me? Was it her?

Another mutual friend of ours suggested she may have been hormonal from the birth (she hadn’t seen her for years either btw) or just forgot who her real friends are and had probably changed. But even she said – why bother getting back in touch with you if she isn’t bothering to keep it up? Part of me thinks she was expecting more fuss, she was always one to want fuss around her and to be the centre of attention, she was obsessed about being popular.

Whatever the sudden cold shoulder, the timing was pretty off, I racked my brain thinking, have I written something on Twitter she didn’t like, was it because I didn’t send a gift (I was saving to buy her a gift so I could bring it with me on my planned visit), was she pissed off I left it too long to arrange a visit? Or maybe she just decided she doesn’t like me anymore? (I know that sounds so playground) I understand she has her hands completely full with the babies.

I’ve finally decided to just give up on her, the deciding factor came on the month of her birthday, Usually I had always, always sent her a card or a message even when we weren’t speaking and I wouldn’t get a reply or I’d get one 5 weeks later – so I decided I either send a card and keep trying to get in touch, getting hurt in the process, me doing all the work, her never visiting me (this is how the latter years pretty much were) or I don’t send anything and just cut-off from now.

Sounds harsh but I have a life too ya know and I just dont need this shit to be honest, so that is what I did. I’m not kidding myself anymore, it’s pretty obvious that we aren’t friends anymore – I will turn into someone she used to know and that is OK with me.


Adult Runaway

Ever since I can remember if things got too much, if I was fed up with my job, love-life or particular friends I would immediately make plans for the quickest getaway, albeit, a vacation but still it was my sort of ‘runaway’. Escaping from everything and everyone even for just a few days made me feel so much better.

This is in fact how I met my husband on one of my ‘runaways’ many, many years was either quit my job or jet away – I chose the latter.  Because of situations since then, that was my last escape, I mean I have since traveled..well visited relatives, supported my hubbie with his deployments and stationing, been a guest at a wedding..but it just isn’t the same. For me, getting away means going somewhere alone, with a friend, or your chosen one far away where you don’t know anybody and nobody knows you.

I know it isn’t anybody’s fault but I am yearning for that feeling, I have this urge to just runaway for a bit, getaway from it all just for a little bit, to somewhere new for a little while, not worry about money, finding a home, a job,..the list goes on.  I want space from people, I don’t want to keep thinking “I better remember to reply to that text otherwise they will get mad” constantly, weekly and monthly. I want a Sunday where it is just me and my love, having a lazy day, just ‘being’.

You could argue I could just book a bargain deal holiday and that would be that. Unfortunately no..not this year or even next year we just can’t..

Will I ever get to runaway from this life for a bit, even for just a day..? Who knows..but if I do I will be sure to let you know..