30 Minutes Or More of Laughter


Three years have passed but this memory, in particular, has never left my mind. I remember this “special” day very clearly. I remember it hurt so much but felt so good at the same time. I had the best 30 minutes or more of my life with my best friend.

We were in Philosophy class in our senior year in high school and we were sitting next to each other. I remember we were so bored because we had to sit for one hour to revise the material for next week’s exam. It was a stupid assignment because it was memorizing and I knew very well that if I memorize the material now, I will forget them after the class is over. It was such a meaningless class session. So my friend got bored and decided to ask the teacher a “philosophical” question.

And something weird happens to me… A small burst of laughter gets out and the teacher shoots me an angry look so I held it in (but not for too long). After the teacher left, I let out a few giggles. My friend gave me a “what-is-wrong-with-you” look and starts giggling along.

I giggle harder and harder until bursts of laughter are released. We were both laughing so hard, tears rushing down our cheeks, our abdomen aching and our mouths exhausted from intense laughter and effort to make it stop.

We have completely lost it that we took no notice of our whereabouts and that the whole class was silent and staring at us. When we looked up, we were about to cool it off until the teacher said: “When you are done laughing, maybe you could share what was it that you were laughing at.” And then that was when we laughed the hardest; my whole body was shaking with laughter.

After 30 minutes or more, my friend tells me that we have to stop and that we pushed the line. It was hard to stop. I tried but short bursts kept coming out until I cooled down gradually.

After class, we continued what was left from our beautiful and aching moment and started wondering what we were laughing at. I started it but I had no idea why; it just came out.

My friend and I laughed for 30 minutes or more on nothing; just boredom laughter!

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Tears for a Screen


I am a very sensitive person; I am easily touched. The slightest emotional scene gets me going.

I try to avoid watching movies or series with sad scenes. Searching for such movies or series does not exist, because even in a horror movie there are sad scenes that make you tear. Even though movies or series are an exaggeration of realities in life, they still depict life and life without emotion is not a life.

I do feel a slight embarrassment when watching with others when I let my tears go down for a screen. I know this is not a real situation; it is an act. Also, I am not there with them; I am sitting on the couch watching. Yet, the reason movies or series are successful is because they entrap you into it.

Woman crying at the movies

What is Red?


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The first thing that comes to mind when I hear “red” is color. Red is one of the colors of the rainbow, the color of an apple, the color of blood, the color of some objects, the color of red nail polish, the color of rouge lipstick, the color of cherry, the color of strawberry, the color of tomato and the color of the heart. “Red” colors a lot of things but only one stands out the most: The Heart. We talk almost every day about factors that affect the heart, from heart diseases to cardio exercises to love that make the heart go crazy. The heart needs a lot of care from our side since it brings us to life; without a heart we can’t exist. We need to keep it pumping by daily exercise, by eating the right food, and by being alive with emotions. But we need to watch out not to overdo it so that we don’t hurt it; everything in moderation is good.

We see the color of red celebrated in events such as Christmas and Valentine’s Day. Christmas is filled with happiness, laughter, tears and unity. Valentine’s Day is filled with love and affection. Both days affect the heart in a good and bad way, depending on the situation and how much the person himself could endure. A sudden break up on Valentine’s Day would make your heart pump faster than it should due to shock and one must be aware of this as it may cause a stroke. Laughing too hard on Christmas would tire the heart, and it is important to give it a break from time to time since our heart is a multi-tasker. I know they say it’s better to follow your logic before your heart, but sometimes you need to listen to your heart to know what is best for you. The heart’s purpose is to keep you alive.

I started with questioning the word “red”, it got answered by color and ended up talking about the heart. Some things we take for granted and forget their real meaning to us. It is only when you let yourself go with the conversation without deeply thinking about it and the real definition slips out and the talk ends with it.

So my answer to my question is: Red is the heart.

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Of course, this is only my side of the answer. Red is different for everyone.

What is your Red?