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For this post I did legit research and stuff

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Ever scroll through your social media networks and see phrases like ' THIS REALLY KILLED ME!!' with an accompanying picture of a lizard playing the violin? I'm guilty of such acts. Not of musical lizards, because that would be the best thing since Harry Potter, but saying things like 'BEST THING TO HAPPEN IN MY LIFE' next to a Game Of Thrones Meme. Or some other seemingly irrelevant images and videos. Do we really invest as emotion as we say? Or is it just hyperbole? I came across this article that gives the 7 emotions that will help you go viral. It isn't ground-breaking, advertisers have been using this technique way before the internet came along. Dividing ads into ethos (pertaining to ethics), pathos (emotional appeal), logos( appealing to reason) was helpful in targeting audiences. But here, it gets a little more complex. Apparently, it isn't enough that the viral content has an emotional aspect, the segmentation of the emotion is important to...

Cheese Pasta

That virtue patience has a close cousin named waiting. When I was a kid ( a long long time ago) I had to wait for everything. Is the Maggi ready? Wait. Don't eat it, it's too hot. Wait. Can I watch TV now? Wait. Don't shake your legs, be still and wait. I still do it, at the beauty parlor waiting room mostly. Shake my legs impatiently, but then I catch myself and stop. Because, even in waiting, there is etiquette. I shouldn't cut the line for movie tickets just because I'm a kid.  I had to respect how much everyone else has waited. Also they'll call you a brat child if you do that. (I  cut the line numerous times. I was a brat but at least I was a brat with movie tickets.What's the use of being small if I didn't use it.).Waiting at an ATM machine is bad enough without the person behind you going tsk in your ear. Maybe they think that makes the wait shorter. Waiting for my coffee to come doesn't give me permission to lean and rest my head on the co...

21 Thoughts Every Bus Conductor (Probably) Has

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Here is a list of thoughts that conductor's go through (with *almost* matching pictures and GIF's) TAKE OFF YOUR GODDAMN EARPHONES http://www.berkeleywellness.com/healthy-mind/sleep/slideshow/15-sleep-remedies You better have change http://peeeeerfeeeeeeect.tumblr.com/ Why do I have to stand? http://translinktales.wordpress.com/2011/07/22/im-standing-here/ Another long day of going no where http://rebloggy.com/post/adventure-time-girl-film-landscape-backpack-nature-outdoors-travel-adventure-roa/73534931006 That other bus driver better watch it #roadrage http://joyreactor.cc/post/363526 That other bus was supposed to be here 15 minutes ago! Now we have the population of Brazil on board our bus. http://theviewspaper.net/big-cities-bigger-problems/ You say you have a bus pass, but you look nervous and shifty. Show me the pass.  http://eng.hebus.com/image-173783.html Traffic, thou suck http://www.autoblog.com/2013/05/30/you-think-...

Never Listen to Yourself

Phase 1  'Listen to your heart' is a popular phrase. Used by musicians, teenage girls and start-up businessmen. It is actually an unfinished phrase. The full version of it would be 'Listen to your heart, if you want to perish.' Our heart tells us things like 'sure, it's okay to have a fourth round of roadside paani puri, and no,that dress is not too expensive.' And a little more scary things like 'Yes, you should feel righteous about killing that guy' and 'we will go to any length to protect our way of living.' Its not that the heart shouldn't be trusted. Wait, no its exactly that. I have no scientific backing and only the unwilling social experiment of my own life to fall back on when I say, our mind makes us do stupid stuff(heart/mind/limbic system/hormones/lalala). It makes us hold on to bad relationships, it makes a diabetic want sweets, it makes us put the alarm on snooze for the fifth time when we were supposed to be at work ...

I have written this for writers

In college, we had this ridiculous subject called Positive Psychology. It was something about concentrating on human flourishing rather than mental illness. It was the Sesame Street of psychology. Anyway, one of the assignments I got for the subject was to write a letter of gratitude to someone who had made my life a little more bearable. I had many choices in mind, my parents, JK Rowling, my cousins and friends. I don't remember who I finally wrote it to but I wrote it in a hurry. But today I feel like thanking the person who really made a difference to my life. I'm talking to you, the one who chose to push her fantasies into reality. The one who yawned when his parents said "Become a *insert conventional job*' The one who thinks knowing the English alphabet is all the tool you need to make a living. Im talking to you,the writer. You write, think, write some more,backspace,write again,proof-read,and send across your creation into the world. Well I don't need to...