The Twitter Times

Sometimes I thought to myself that I have no life. In fact, my life is almost the same everyday. I get so exhausted that I don't even go on the computer. I never liked using Twitter and I still don't. I am not against it, but for someone like me, Twitter doesn't affect my life much. From what I posted, I realized that everything I tweet about is about school and work. The interesting thing is I fall into the category of teleological, entropic, and stellar time.
From my posts, I tweeted "waiting for my class at 2:05... 3 and a half hour gap...". The next tweet is also about school which I tweeted "finally done with cost accounting. now its management". Again, I am following my routine where I have the three and a half hour gap and then class at 2:05. This reveals to me that my life is based on teleogical time. However, when I read Rachma's tweet, I got affected by her life. She tweeted "Had a bad feeling about the Math Exam..if only I can turn back time and do it over again... =(". Because of her tweet, I started tweeting about my exams too. I tweeted "got back my two exams. 90 for cost acc and 78 for history.wow. hope there is something I can do about the horrible grade." Perhaps this time, I am influenced by the stellar time. Although I didn't take a math exam, but Rachma made me think about my other exams and somehow I hope to turn back time to do it over again. It also made me very stressed about all the midterms that were going on.
Lastly, what all people's lives based on Twitter was the horrible stormy weekend we had. Almost everyone tweet about it and how everyone was existing in the entropic time. Rachma's mood was affected by the weather and tweeted "weihh hate the weather... why does it have to rain on the weekend.. and weekend is the only leisure time I have." William tweeted "Its also raining today. I hate rainy days. Now I can't search for the flying spaghetti monster." My life was also affected by the weather because I have to walk to the train station and work. However, the rain did not screw up my existence in the teleological time. I still went to work in the rain, but my mood was down.
In "The Garden of Forking Paths", I was very confused when the Chinese spy was jumping around in time. His experience reflected different times and thus it was hard for me to follow. The text made the readers think twice about what goes on in life. Life is a journey with neveernding decisions that could bring us to a lot of places but sometimes still come back to the same point maybe different despite the differences. I thought that the text makes a really good point that sometimes the time we live in might be the same but the things people go through is totally different.