The Twittersphere is a strange, strange place filled with preteens obsessed with Justin Bieber and other teen celebrities I never knew existed, viral kitten videos and enough Kardashian drama to make you wonder if all these things are planning to take over the world. If you find yourself with a less followers than you think you should have, then maybe it’s because you’re guilty of one or more of the following social media crimes…

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You know what else would be good? If a few other celebs decided to follow in Mr. Mayer’s footsteps and Quit the Twit. (Hm, maybe we could start a whole campaign??) Below, 5 celebs who should step away from the Twitter account.

Lindsay Lohan:
Publicists exist for a reason and that reason is Lindsay Lohan and her drunken ramblings. If this girl ever wants a chance at a solid career again, it’s time to stop drunk Tweeting/battling with her ex GF via the very public Interwebs and start letting the professionals handle her bizness.

Michael Lohan:
Is over-Tweeting a genetic condition? Clearly it runs in this family. Come on, Mikey, stop riding your daughter’s has-been coattails and airing her dirty laundry to the world in 140 characters. (Actually, maybe you should understand how Twitter works and stop writing novels that overwhelm my Twitter feed.) It’s enough we have to see you in this; must we have to listen to you, too?

Coco:
Let’s be real here. This woman is “famous” for two things: her giant booty and being married to everyone’s favorite SVU detective. And even if she had the voice of Susan Boyle and the brains of Steve Jobs, I wouldn’t want to see a picture of her getting a bikini wax. Seriously, girl.

Spencer Pratt:
To be fair, we think Spencer Pratt should remove himself from the planet altogether, but since that’s not happening any time soon (unfortch), we can start smaller. I mean, the guy is now apparently working for the government or something but spends his time on Twitter talking sh*t about people with actual talent? I swear, Spencer Pratt is the reason so much of the world hates this country. Shut him up and world peace will ensue, I guarantee it.

PDiddy:
P Diddy spent the past 15 years building up his reputation as the coolest, dopest, baller-ist guy on the planet. And then he started compulsively Tweeting with more exclamation points and ALL CAPS than a 13-year-old-girl in a Justin Bieber chat room. Following Diddy’s Tweets is like following Richard Simmons. It. must. stop.

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WTF does that mean?

Like any CollegeCandy girl, I am never far away from my cell phone. And if I’m not on my phone, I’m on my computer. And sometimes I’m on both at the same time. While watching TV. I’m a technology addict, but who isn’t? Cell phones, wireless Internet and text messaging have made our lives so much easier to live.

Except, of course, when it comes to dating.

Back in the olden days, like 1990, guys had to actually call you to ask you out. And it’s not like they could just call your cell and leave a VM; they would actually have to call a land line and possibly brave talking to a roommate or parent just to get to you. (Oh the horror!) Courting girls took a lot of work and if a guy was willing to go to such great lengths to get in touch with a girl, it was pretty easy to see he was into her. But not anymore. It seems like a distant concept to us, but the constant communication available because of the wonders of modern technology has further complicated what was already a confusing world of dating.

Getting In Touch:

What does it mean when a boy texts me? And is that different if that “What’s up?” text comes in the middle of a Tuesday versus after midnight on a Saturday? What about when he Facebook-chats me and says he wants to buy me a drink next time I see him? What if he pokes me? Comments on my status? Uses a winky smiley face in an IM? Retweets my tweet??

Which one of those means he likes me and which means he’s just trying to get in my pants? And is one more committal than the other? I mean, if a guy sends me a message on Facebook asking me what I’m up to that weekend, is that more or less serious than if he sent it to me in a text?

It has been established by one of my wiser girlfriends that if a boy is to call you without any particular reason, you can be fairly certain that he likes you. But does that same theory apply to texts/Facebook messages/drunk dials?

What Does he Mean?

Obviously, it’s a whole lot easier to flirt with someone or put yourself out there when you don’t have to look that person in the eye (you know you’ve been there), but not being face to face leaves a lot of room for mis-communication. Emotion or even sarcasm can easily get lost when texting someone you don’t know super well and kill a relationship before it even has a chance to start. My friend was recently FB messaging with a guy she met at a party. After going back and forth for days with some playful banter she told a guy to ‘f*ck off’ as a joking response… and never heard from him again. She knew it was a joke. Anyone who knows her knows it was a joke. But because this guy couldn’t hear the tone in her voice, he had no idea it was a joke and they both missed out on something potentially great.

Being single in this technological world is hard. It’s difficult enough to try and figure out what a boy is thinking in person, but analyzing all these different kinds of communication to try and understand is just exhausting. Who knew 5 little words in a text message could take so much out of you??

While I will always be dependent on my phone, sometimes I wonder if dating wasn’t a bit simpler and less confusing in the old days. Not that I have much time to ponder such things; I’m too busy wondering if the boy who “liked” my Facebook likes me too.

And here are a few ways to take advantage of its last precious moments:

1. Do something ballsy. We’re about to embark into a new decade here, ladies! Take the initiative and do something that the “2000-2009 You” would’ve been terrified of. Ask that guy you’ve been eyeing (and Fbook stalking) since last January to chill (or meet you at the bar) over break. Kiss a stranger (okay, maybe not a total stranger. There’s a lot to worry about these days!). Bust out that sexy, low-cut dress you’ve been terrified to wear in public & rock it. Just not at your boyfriend’s parents’ Christmas party.

2. Make some NY resolutions. Put it in writing that you plan to ditch the nasty social smoking habit you’ve acquired (and only recently found out about via Facebook photos). Sign up (and pay) for a weekly yoga class now so you’ll think twice about slogging down that third cranberry and vodka, since you’ll know you have to perform a downward dog in front of hot instructor in t-minus 7 hours. Vow that you’ll never again make a “walk of shame” across campus… three mornings in a row…from the same house….but different bedrooms.

Just me?

3. Use My Year In Status’. This  little ditty randomly selects status updates from the past year and creates a customizable page of your 2009 (mis)adventures. Necessary? No. A hilarious stroll down memory lane? Hell to the yes.

4. Make an end-of-2009 playlist. Let’s be honest, 2009 was full of some quality tunes (admit it, you liked “Use Somebody”… the first 200 times), so throw them all together on your very own “Now That’s What I Call Music.” But don’t just include the top songs of 2009; you should also add jams specific to your year. That way, when you’re old (25), and want to reminisce about your college days, you’ll have a collection of tunes at your disposal to take you back to that night your roommate decided that going home with her long-term crush after she had both puked and peed her pants was a good idea.

Not kidding…that sh*t made it onto FML.

5. Do at least one thing that is so 2009. Sign up for a Twitter account, even if you think “tweeting” sounds like a sexual innuendo. Force yourself to go see “Twilight: New Moon,” even though Kristen Stewart makes your skin crawl. (Okay, I guess a DVR marathon of The Vampire Diaries will suffice).  Hop on stage and interrupt someone while they make an acceptance speech, telling them they don’t deserve it. Make a sex tape (or 8). Learn the “Single Ladies” dance so you can bust it out at your NYE party when it inevitably plays. Twice.

2010 is right around the corner, people. Let’s give ’09 the send-off she deserves. And yes, that most definitely includes a few replays of Party In The USA.

Texting a breakup? Not OK.

We live, breathe and flirt in a world of high-tech, digital romance. And I can’t say with a straight face that I am not a user and abuser of texting/IMing/Facebook chatting when it comes to communicating with members of the opposite sex. But there are some instances where no Tweet can do justice to a face-to-face interaction when you’re wheeling and dealing in the game of love. Talk about bad romance.

The Break Up:
Remember when Berger dumped Carrie via Post-it note on Sex and the City? Well that sucked. But at least he made the effort to find a pen and paper. I’d take a post-it over a break-up text message any day. In my opinion, it is never OK to end relations via a short message service. Since when is a break-up considered a short message? Think about it. (Exception: You’ve only been dating for a week, and he’s already named your unborn child. Take the quickest possible escape route available. NOW.)

TMI on the Internet:
Making plans on each other’s Facebook walls. Really? Did you lose their number? No one wants to read this: “Hey babe, why don’t you come over around 7:30. We’ll watch a movie or something… but we probably won’t see very much. LOL! Ps. my roommate’s in the library for the night… bring condoms! You know my favorite kind.” All of your mutual friends are currently puking on their Newsfeeds right now, and so is your new-to-Facebook and recently friend-request-accepted mother.

Furthermore, websites such as IJustMadeLove.com should not exist. If you have enough energy to go online and let the world know what positions you just did it in, well I just don’t think you’re doing it right!

No Calls?
Sending texts/emails when phone calls are due is my biggest pet peeve. What we could have accomplished in a five-minute phone call has now clogged up my Gmail inbox with a back-and-forth rant about whether we should eat Italian or Chinese food that night. Honestly, if we can’t talk on the phone, then we probably won’t have much to say face-to-face.

Tweeting is Not Enough:

Reading “Happy one year anniversary, baby!” right in between Perez Hilton tearing down Michael Lohan’s parenting skills and John Mayer’s latest witticism about poop just isn’t going to cut it. I need flowers, I need restaurants, but what I don’t need is social networking, thank you very much.

Pardon my rant, but technology is really putting a damper on my love life. I guess I’ll just have to decipher his choice of emoticon in his latest text to see if we were meant to be.

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