The typical Instagram user is inclined to post photos that make their life look perfect:
This is a picture of my workout bag. I’m so fit!
Here’s one of my textbooks. I’m so smart!
This is one of my smoothie. I’m so healthy!
Look at this photo of the museum. I’m just so artsy!
An Instagram post can be deceiving, though, and the reality of the situation may have been much different than what the photo seems to signify.
What it looks like: I am the ultimate Superfan. My school is full of spirit, and mine alone is greater than that of any other student. People like me are the reason this team exists.
What was really happening: I thought about sleeping through this game. I came to get my Gold Points and a soft pretzel, but it actually ended up being pretty fun.
Georgetown Cupcakes on Newbury
What it looks like: I spent a fun day on Newbury Street with my friends. We went shopping, got lunch, chatted and had a great time. I love Boston.
What was really happening: I came to Newbury Street, alone, for one thing and one thing only: cupcakes.
What it looks like: My school is such a beautiful winter wonderland. It is like something out of a movie. Maybe I will go build a snowman!
What was really happening: Great. More snow. We never get snow days no matter how much it snows. It’s cold and windy. There’s no way I will walk to my 9 AM.
What it looks like: My school is crazy. I go to ragers every day, and I always have a good time. Every party I go to is more awesome than the last.
What was really happening: I’m in a mod. The room is dirty. There are roughly sixty sweaty people crammed into this room. I can’t hear the person next to me because it’s too loud, but that’s ok because I don’t know him anyway.
Aboard the T
What it looks like: I am super public transportation-savvy. I get where I want when I want. I am such a city person.
What was really happening: I’m stressed. I have to transfer from the T to the bus, but the T is already running late. I took the bus to get here, and I’ve gone about an hour out of my way already. My Wi-Fi isn’t even going to work once we go underground. If I’m lucky, I won’t have to make eye contact with anyone in the next thirty minutes.
What it looks like: Everything I do is so smart. I am just a science-wiz. I love that pre-med life all the time.
What was really happening: Orgo lab is unbearable. This is the longest four hours of my week. It’s full of hard labor and plenty of heartache.
St. Ignatius Statue
What it looks like: It is a lovely, warm fall day. I’m standing here admiring St. Ignatius of Loyola who was wounded in battle and underwent spiritual conversion. He then saw a vision of Mary and the infant Jesus. I know all about this.
What was really happening: It is pretty cold here in the tundra already. This is my boy Iggy. He is a pretty chill guy because he is the reason I go to this fine institution. Thanks Iggy. #blessed
Gargan Hall at Bapst Library
What it looks like: I spend a lot of time in the library. In particular, I spend a lot of time in a library that looks like Hogwarts. Sometimes I mistake myself for Hermione.
What is really happening: I have spent about fifty minutes out of the last hour on Buzzfeed. I found an article about hedgehogs on skis, twenty things I can do with Nutella, and a quiz about which Disney princess I am.
What it looks like: I attend all the events on campus. I take advantage of every opportunity set before me to have an unreal college experience and enrich my cultural knowledge.
What is really happening: I’m here because it was free, my friends are going and I have nothing else to do. I would seem super lame if I didn’t tag along.
Million Dollar Stairs
What it looks like: This beautiful architectural feat is just one simple example of what makes my school so great. These stairs look great year round – surrounded by flowers, covered in a blanket of snow, or littered with bright fall leaves.
What was really happening: I may as well just climb Mt. Everest. Maybe I don’t have a single class in Maloney, but I go through that building several times a day just to take the elevator. The stairs may look nice, but I avoid them at all costs.
What it looks like: I go to school in some of the most beautiful buildings I have ever seen. I love this school, and I am not ashamed to take a totally cliché picture because I think it is so great.
What was really happening: I go to school in some of the most beautiful buildings I have ever seen. I love this school, and I am not ashamed to take a totally cliché picture because I think it is so great.