main(void) (@mainv01d) 's Twitter Profile
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@mainv01d

Hi everyone, it’s Oka, a former professional boxer. I’m here to share : Handwork📄 Boxing🥊 Programming💻 Tattooing🐉 Accounting🧾 Nice to connect you guys‼️

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Still feeling the warm Maldivian sea hugging my skin while the cool breeze chills my face… those contrasts are unforgettable. I truly love the Maldives—its blues, serenity, magic. 🌊💙 (Has anyone tried the surreal underwater bicycle there? )

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From 0 to 3,000 followers in 14 days. No bots. No paid growth. No fake engagement. I started this account on March 3rd with exactly zero followers. For two full weeks, I gave it everything — posting from the heart, replying thoughtfully to every comment, and personally

From 0 to 3,000 followers in 14 days.

No bots.  
No paid growth.  
No fake engagement.

I started this account on March 3rd with exactly zero followers. For two full weeks, I gave it everything — posting from the heart, replying thoughtfully to every comment, and personally
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From zero to thousands of real followers in just a couple weeks — 100% organic, zero ads, zero bots, zero paid anything. Just me, my carrot 🥕, and the same grind I used to bring into the boxing ring every single day. Let me tell you how it actually happened, because this wasn’t

From zero to thousands of real followers in just a couple weeks — 100% organic, zero ads, zero bots, zero paid anything. Just me, my carrot 🥕, and the same grind I used to bring into the boxing ring every single day.

Let me tell you how it actually happened, because this wasn’t
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My timeline feels like an empty chat at 3 a.m. Just me talking to the void and refreshing for crumbs. If you’re also doomscrolling with no one to reply to, slide in — let’s make the silence a little less lonely. 🥕

My timeline feels like an empty chat at 3 a.m.  

Just me talking to the void and refreshing for crumbs.  

If you’re also doomscrolling with no one to reply to,  

slide in — let’s make the silence a little less lonely.

🥕
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I treat this account like a public diary no one asked for. Throwing thoughts into the wind, hoping someone catches them. Feels kinda one-sided lately. Wanna be the person who actually writes back? 🥕

I treat this account like a public diary no one asked for.  

Throwing thoughts into the wind, hoping someone catches them.  

Feels kinda one-sided lately.  

Wanna be the person who actually writes back?

🥕
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My follower list looks like a ghost town with good Wi-Fi. Everyone’s here but no one’s really talking. I’m one interesting stranger away from it feeling alive again. You volunteering, or should I keep monologuing? 🥕🗡️

My follower list looks like a ghost town with good Wi-Fi.  

Everyone’s here but no one’s really talking.  

I’m one interesting stranger away from it feeling alive again.  

You volunteering, or should I keep monologuing?

🥕🗡️
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Scrolling at this hour is basically parallel play with strangers. We’re all in the same dark room, pretending not to notice each other. I don’t mind company that doesn’t make small talk. Just tap follow — we’ll keep doing our own thing, together. 🥕

Scrolling at this hour is basically parallel play with strangers.  

We’re all in the same dark room, pretending not to notice each other.  

I don’t mind company that doesn’t make small talk.  

Just tap follow — we’ll keep doing our own thing, together.

🥕
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I post like I’m performing for an audience of zero. It’s therapeutic until it isn’t. Could use a couple front-row chaos agents who show up, laugh, and maybe throw tomatoes back. 🥕

I post like I’m performing for an audience of zero.  

It’s therapeutic until it isn’t.  

Could use a couple front-row chaos agents  

who show up, laugh, and maybe throw tomatoes back.

🥕
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It Was That Interview That Taught Me the True Meaning of “Professional” I was interviewing for a senior accounting role at a well-known mid-sized firm. After weeks of résumés, aptitude tests, and three grueling rounds, the field had narrowed to just three finalists. We sat in a

It Was That Interview That Taught Me the True Meaning of “Professional”

I was interviewing for a senior accounting role at a well-known mid-sized firm. After weeks of résumés, aptitude tests, and three grueling rounds, the field had narrowed to just three finalists. We sat in a
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My TL is giving “abandoned group chat energy” lately. Notifications used to feel like tiny fireworks. Now it’s just me and the echo. Come be the notification that actually startles me awake. 🥕

My TL is giving “abandoned group chat energy” lately.  

Notifications used to feel like tiny fireworks.  

Now it’s just me and the echo.  

Come be the notification that actually startles me awake.

🥕
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main(void) That’s a clever story… but also a bit unsettling if you think about it 😅 Because what it’s really saying is: ➡️ “professionalism” = telling people what they want to hear ➡️ not necessarily what’s true And in something like accounting, that’s exactly where things get

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**How Exactly Do I Date?** Someone once asked me: “Do accountants even know how to fall in love? Or are you guys just too… logical?” I smiled and said, “It’s not that we can’t. We just express it differently.” One evening my girlfriend looked up from her phone, eyes soft

**How Exactly Do I Date?**

Someone once asked me:  
“Do accountants even know how to fall in love? Or are you guys just too… logical?”

I smiled and said, “It’s not that we can’t. We just express it differently.”

One evening my girlfriend looked up from her phone, eyes soft
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**That Dinner Almost Cost Me My Friends** We were at our usual sports bar — wings, burgers, and pitchers of beer. When the check came, everyone groaned the same line: “Just split it evenly, man. Close enough.” I said nothing. I pulled out my phone, opened my spreadsheet, and

**That Dinner Almost Cost Me My Friends**

We were at our usual sports bar — wings, burgers, and pitchers of beer. When the check came, everyone groaned the same line:

“Just split it evenly, man. Close enough.”

I said nothing. I pulled out my phone, opened my spreadsheet, and