The older we get, the farther we are from the whimsical elements of life we once used to cherish. I remember loving snow as a kid, and now when I see it I wonder if I’m going to have enough motivation to get to class. No longer do I anxiously await meeting new classmates, but wonder if there’s anyone who I will get along with. I think as we get older and become more accustomed to life at a college university we begin to lose touch with things we once enjoyed. We begin to take little things for granted that we once may have marveled at. I know this may not be the case for many but being able to choose my class schedule and never having to wake up past a certain time is a privilege I never had growing up in the Chicago Public School system.
Since I’ve been to DePaul, I’ve never had a single class on Friday. When I tell my friends from other universities that I’m on break from Thanksgiving 'til early January, they look at me like I’m crazy. Now I know you’re wondering why I’m telling you stuff you already know, but I talk to so many students ranging from Freshmen to Seniors and all of them (even myself from time to time) seem to be ungrateful for the things we have in front of us. We have great professors, great offices/leaders, incredible amenities that a lot of colleges don’t have. So just remember that on those rough days of snow, annoying roommates, noise complaints, and anything else that’s got you annoyed.