**Wake up.**
**Check Twitter.**
“8AM classes suck.”
“WHY is the maintenance man mowing my lawn at 10AM when I’m trying to sleep!?!”
“Seriously Omelet Owen? Is there a nationwide cheese shortage I’m not aware of?”
**Sit in class (mostly on phone).**
**Check YikYak.**
“Anatomy and bio classes were created by Satan himself.”
“Can’t wait for Thanksgiving break to GET OUT OF HERE!”
“I’d rather be a squirrel.”
Seriously, guys. Complaints on complaints on complaints.
And I get it. We all do it, and most of the time the other thousand humans living within a one mile radius of campus can relate.
The only issue I have with all the complaining we do, however, is that it far outweighs the amount of appreciation we have for the [non-alcoholic] good stuff.
See any tweets about how BANGIN’ your lawn and hedges look after ZERO physical labor by your “morning” hating self? Nah.
How many YikYaks do you see about the passion and effort our professors put into our “d*mned” classes in an attempt to ready us for REAL LIFE (DUN DUN DUUUUN)? None.
The tables turn, however, on Instagram.
How?
…….like literally how is Insatgram any different?
Instagram— for the most part—captures the good stuff. The coffees that save our life in the morning, the #OOTD that makes us feel pretty (and proves we own something other than leggings), and, most recently, the beauty we’re surrounded by every single day.
Fall just so happens to be a time when that beauty is especially noticeable—like some bright friggin colors smacking you in the face noticeable… sometimes quite literally (leaves hurt).
photo by @franknificent
Thankfully, the beauty of St. Ambrose in the fall has been **bLoWiN uP** Instagram lately (see above photos from Frank Flanagan and yours truly); a nice change of pace from the usual Caf complaints and personal ads for cuddle buddies.
So yeah, sometimes—almost all the time on social media—the bad outweighs the good. This is especially true in college; we’re young, we take things for granted, and we’re spoiled and selfish because we can be— and sometimes we should be, simply because this is the only time in life when it really won’t come back to bite us in the butt (other than in the form of pop quiz grades).
And no, I won’t tell you to stop complaining. I like complaining too, sometimes. What I will tell you to do, though, is make a point to find beauty (I know it sounds lame, but seriously) in something every day. Whether it’s the rainbow leaf that poked you in the eye on your way to an Anatomy Practical or one of Cliff’s hugs after a chicken nugget-less dinner in the Caf, there’s always something BEE-a-utiful to be thankful for.
So get appreciating before winter comes and sucks the life out of everything.
((JK))
((KINDA))
((AT LEAST THERE’S CHRISTMAS))