Twitter isn’t as well known here in Australia yet so I wish I could say I know most of my followers but I don’t. I know my husband, brother and sister-in-law. But the others (only 30 or so) I’m happy to have on board and I welcome anyone else who wants to follow me. The old saying “two heads are better than one” is most evident when a resource like Twitter is available to us.. The information that has been passed on, the contacts that can be made for business or social interaction are all so amazing. Remember, you get what you expect, I expect fun, knowledge, friends and more of all of these to come… and that’s exactly what I’m getting!

Of course there are cliques online – even the most open online community will look like a clique to people who aren’t part of it. I also believe that some interact in more positive ways to others then some do. I’ve seen some nasty interactions on twitter but that’s definitely a rare incident.

Sometimes people need to check their expectations at the door. Not everyone will respond when you @ them or follow them. It doesn’t mean that they don’t like you or that they are ignoring you. Sometimes they are just plain busy.

Seriously, the reason I don’t care about who follows me anywhere online whether it be my blog (strangeaddiction.com) or on twitter (twitter.com/Stacerella). I could care less. If you want to read my blog, read it. If you want to talk to me (strangeaddiction.com), leave comments(strangeaddiction.com). If you want to follow my retarded thoughts all day long, stalk me on twitter (twitter.com/Stacerella).

I have always heard about these mythological “cliques” on and offline all of my life. I don’t concern myself with them. If any of those members wants to talk to me, I’ll talk to them. I don’t pay attention or concern myself, nor do I twist myself into a prezzle to impress anyone. I have famous relatives. Fame doesn’t impress me. It’s an illusion, foisted upon people by the very people who are trying to get into so called cliques but aren’t successful.

The only people talking about cliques are the asshats who can’t make friends or be nice to strangers in their every day life, so why do they feel it would be different for them online?? Dumb-asses.

I’ve had a blog post about this brewing for ages, I should probably just write it already.

Oh, gee.

I follow about 550, but am followed by 1100. I sometimes never respond, but I try, I really try.

Thanks for bringing the ugly gossip into the light for what it is- garbage.

xoxo, Alli