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Why I hate football players as a general rule

I think it would be best to organize this topic into two categories: why I hated football players in high school and why I hate football players in college.

High School

Is it even a secret that I wasn’t well liked in high school? I wasn’t well liked in high school. So naturally, my status among the jock culture was not particularly good. So to the football players, I wasn’t a person. I wasn’t even really a girl. I was just that thing with the big hair and the awkward social manner that was a good person to be assigned a group project with. Football players in high school weren’t there for school, they were there to reap the social benefits of athleticism and knock each other over in a grassy field while girls in short skirts cheered them on.

College

I don’t even know why I bothered separating my problems with football players. A few weeks ago my roommate and her boyfriend were having a loud argument in our room (he’s a football player, obviously). She was mad because he was paying people do do his homework, because he isn’t in college for classes, he’s in college for football.

Ack! AUGH! ASGAJSIFJWEFHDLFKWAEJFRA.

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Emotional Maturity

For those of you who have been reading my blog for a while, you know that I’ve struggled with self identity and the different levels of self hatred from my history of being bullied. The entire purpose of Bri 2.0 was me finding reasons to like myself. And since coming to college, that goal has been fully achieved, and as I tweeted on October 20th, “I’ve reached a level of emotional maturity where I no longer hate myself. I hate everyone else.” Continue reading “Emotional Maturity”