When we're posting those iconic 'plane wing' photographs, we're simultaneously dying inside. We hate flying. Relaxed, confident travellers, we are not. Our travel bags usually consist of Kalms, Immodium, Gaviscon and Asprin (or in Laura's case, straight up Valium).
For me, I used social media to form my own non-profit organisation. At first, it was most definitely a struggle to find the right chemistry to get people interested and involved, but after a few weeks I began to understand what got others engaged with my tweets and posts.
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Since beginning my PGCE in September several fellow trainees and guest speakers have called for students to be barred from using site likes Facebook and Twitter. Not only have they proposed school-time bans but at home as well.
In the last couple of weeks I have spoken to five different young women who told me they were going to stop posting blogs and tweeting about their politics and their views... More than the violent, threatening and blatant misogyny, the worst element of this is the "shut up" bit. The "shut up bitch" is working. Women are shutting up. Not because they are scared, not because they believe the threats but because it is so tiring that whenever you speak you face hatred because of the make up of your chromosomes.
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The delight of this weekend's #YouAintNoMuslimBruv - which had reached 125,000 Tweets in about five hours on Sunday - was that a uniquely British voice of dissent was being aired and amplified by real people.
From a quiet, what I would view as a normal life in London, my whole life was initially turned upside down when these images, accompanied by the overwhelming messages of support, first appeared on Twitter. From not having any social media presence at all, within 72 hours I was to have over 70,000 followers. All of these carried the same sentiment that enough was enough and the time had come to stop making the trolling of people the norm and to use social media for the good that it was surely created for.
The past few weeks haven't been the proudest in the history of UK politics, for many reasons. One aspect of political culture, in particular, has stuc...
You see, I grew up in a church for most of my life, apart from a few 'wilderness years' that all Christians seems to wander through in a Pilgrims Progress kind of way. Having always been in a church or Christian environment I have an idea as to what I think a Pastor should look like. Kind, patient, wise, understanding, slow to judge etc.
It was in June of this year that we heard the words no parent ever wants to hear. We'd taken our three-year-old, Millie, to the doctor's because she'd been experiencing tummy pains and sickness. A series of tests revealed that Millie had stage four neuroblastoma - a rare form of cancer that mostly affects young children.
I suppose what I'm trying to say is that people should talk about this more, because we all know it to be true but we all contribute to the problem. I'm not saying to post about everything bad in your life.
Being a Facebook good guy isn't just about cute pictures. You have to back this up with an online persona, true or false. Whether you voted Tory, UKIP or Kanye West in the general election, online you are staunch, lifelong leftie.
But while men's mags as we know them may be dead, lad culture is still very much alive, and so is the demand for saucy, bantz-laden content. And in this new space, meme machine The Lad Bible is the undisputed king.
The influence that seeing thin models on the catwalk has on young, impressionable girls of is undoubtedly an important one and in many cases does need to be addressed. But monitoring BMIs, as this legislation proposes, is not the solution. This is an issue that goes far deeper than numbers.
I admit, when a boyfriend of four years and I broke up, I wasn't a glowing example of positive willpower. Although we made the sensible decision to delete each other from Facebook, that didn't stop me from occasionally having a peek at his limited profile and descending into a self-inflicted pit of despair.