Yes, I Am A Cultured, Educated Woman Of The World Who Appreciates Vines

Yes, I Am A Cultured, Educated Woman Of The World Who Appreciates Vines

Shocking, I know.

Maybe it's further proof of the overstimulated, short-attention-spanned tendencies of my generation, but I'm obsessed with Vines. I know the original app is long gone and I'm probably behind the times since I'm just now beginning to enjoy them, but it's not my fault that YouTube continues to preserve this vital piece of internet culture for my viewing pleasure.

For those who don't know, Vines are seven-second clips of videos, memes, and other weird internet gems that, when taken out of their original context, become unbearably hilarious. Vines used to be accessible through a smartphone application which is no longer in use, but they still exist on the internet in several forms, including strung together in a multiplicity of Vine compilation videos housed on YouTube.

I have watched more of these so-called "Vine Comps" than I care to admit. It took me a few tries to get used to their unique, abrupt style of humor, but I soon found myself turning to Vines to relax or kill time rather than participating in other forms of social media or watching full-length television shows and films. Vine Comps exist in a variety of lengths and formats, and the more I watched, the more I began to understand the appeal of this modern medium of communication and humor.

One thing I enjoy about Vines is how relatable they can be. Even the most outlandish scenarios and caricatures hint at underlying truths and realities which resonate with everyday life.

A clip of a pajama-clad woman banging cookie sheets together in an apartment hallway, screaming "I didn't get no sleep 'cause of y'all, y'all not gonna get no sleep 'cause of me!" evokes similarly frustrating situations with roommates or neighbors in which we've all wished we could exact an equally obnoxious revenge.

The child unwrapping an avocado and politely thanking the gift-giver, while clearly not thrilled with receiving the fruit as a present, reminds us of times in our lives when it has taken all of our strength of will to respond to an unintended slight with dignity.

A little girl awakened from her sleep, turning toward the camera with messy hair and a glazed, half-asleep look in her eyes could have been us this very morning, roused from pleasant dreams by an alarm or the rising sun.

The brave child who assures us that, despite perceiving himself as looking "like a burnt chicken nugget," he still loves himself, speaks to our own existential struggles with appearance and identity, and triumphantly declares that we need not seek the approval of others in order to be confident in ourselves.

The point is, Vines convey worlds of meaning in seven seconds of material. But aside from that, they're also just plain funny. We can send Vine videos or quote them in appropriate situations, or we can merely appreciate them for what they are--clips of people doing and saying ridiculous things that we later enjoy at their expense.

So, while I still enjoy the highest forms of art, literature, and entertainment, I also acknowledge that sometimes the same profound depths of meaning and pleasure can be attained in just seven seconds.

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11 Things Psychology Majors Hear That Drive Them Crazy

No pun intended.

We've all been there. You're talking to a new acquaintance, or a friend of your parents, or whoever. And then, you get the dreaded question.

"So what are you studying in school?"

Cue the instant regret of picking Psychology as your major, solely for the fact that you are 99.9% likely to receive one of the slightly comical, slightly cliche, slightly annoying phrases listed below. Don't worry though, I've included some responses for you to use next time this comes up in conversation. Because it will.

Quick side note, these are all real-life remarks that I've gotten when I told people I was a psych major.

Here we go.

1. So are you, like, analyzing me right now?

Well, I wasn't. But yeah. Now I am.

2. Ugh so jealous! You picked the easy major.

"Lol" is all I have to say to this one. I'm gonna go write my 15-page paper on cognitive impairment. You have fun with your five college algebra problems, though!

3. So can you tell me what you think is wrong with me? *Shares entire life story*

Don't get me wrong; I love listening and helping people get through hard times. But we can save the story about how one time that one friend said that one slightly rude comment to you for later.

4. Well, s**t, I have to be careful what I say around you.

Relax, pal. I couldn't diagnose and/or institutionalize you even if I wanted to.

5. OMG! I have the perfect first client for you! *Proceeds to vent about ex-boyfriend or girlfriend*

Possible good response: simply nod your head the entire time, while actually secretly thinking about the Ben and Jerry's carton you're going to go home and demolish after this conversation ends.

6. So you must kind of be like, secretly insane or something to be into Psychology.

Option one: try and hide that you're offended. Option two: just go with it, throw a full-blown tantrum, and scare off this individual, thereby ending this painful conversation.

7. Oh. So you want to be a shrink?

First off, please. Stop. Calling. Therapists. Shrinks. Second, that's not a psych major's one and only job option.

8. You know you have to go to grad school if you ever want a job in Psychology.

Not completely true, for the record. But I am fully aware that I may have to spend up to seven more years of my life in school. Thanks for the friendly reminder.

9. So you... want to work with like... psychopaths?

Let's get serious and completely not-sarcastic for a second. First off, I take personal offense to this one. Having a mental illness does not classify you as a psycho, or not normal, or not deserving of being treated just like anyone else on the planet. Please stop using a handful of umbrella terms to label millions of wonderful individuals. It's not cool and not appreciated.

10. So can you, like, read my mind?

It actually might be fun to say yes to this one. Try it out and see what happens. Get back to me.

11. You must be a really emotional person to want to work in Psychology.

Psychology is more than about feeling happy, or sad, or angry. Psychology is about understanding the most complex thing to ever happen to us: our brain. How it works the way it does, why it works the way it does, and how we can better understand and communicate with this incredibly mysterious, incredibly vast organ in our tiny little skull. That's what psychology is.

So keep your head up, psychology majors, and don't let anyone discourage you about choosing, what is in my opinion, the coolest career field out there. The world needs more people like us.

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