Upon waking up on a Sunday morning, I quickly grab my phone and launch Snap Chat and here’s what I find 10/10 times.
– Who went to a concert the night before.
– Which Fraternity held the best themed party.
– What your friends ordered from the college drunk food stop.
– People’s locations based on their constant Geo-tagging.
– Who decided to go to the bars.
– The exact time Becky fell asleep on the toilet.
Every Sunday I am not surprised by the drunken snap chat stories I tap through or the 2-hour long inaudible screaming concert clips in which I quickly exit out of. Yet, every single Sunday I am stuck in the same routine of who did what the previous night and devoting a large chunk of my time to watch it all unfold.
This is not a rant over of how I have matured and moved past all of these previously stated actions. The first step to recovery is admitting that you have a problem. I too am a Snap Chat abuser- in the worst ways imaginable. This is me admitting the problem and pleading for a solution. Per usual, I abuse this odd form of social media daily and I need a timeout because frankly I am exhausted.
One should not spend the first half of their morning deleting their stories of them jumping around, screaming song lyrics to Fall Out Boy. Even more so, one should not live in the constant fear to check said Snap Chat stories in worry of something truly morbid appearing on their screen. I don’t know how quickly an app like this could’ve grown so out of control but it has, and it’s unbearable. Together we can strive for a better world in which we don’t have to Snap Chat our every move (seriously-Snap Chatting while driving should never be an explainable act) and better ourselves to the point where we feel confident with our concert attendance rate that we no longer need to show all of our friends hours worth of concert footage that we cannot and will not ever appreciate.
We need to chill with the mass Snap Chats, direct chatting as a form of communication, and most importantly I cannot reiterate enough the importance of vowing to never again post a story of your Lil’ Wayne concert that I don’t give even the slightest, microscopic care about and have not since 2009.
You’re right! The new filters on Snap Chat are comical and a fun go around, but I can’t handle seeing one more paranormal activity looking person in slow motion, fast motion or being re-winded over and over again on a loop. Or even worse, a rainbow coming out of your mouth with your eyeballs looking like you just went to a rave.
So as I sit on the bench and enjoy my timeout from Snap Chat, I hope others consider their Snap Chat habits and as well, strive to be a little less awful by doing so.
