Whitney's Words

Want to get attention? Want to have friends for a short amount of time? Want to ruin the pretty girl across the halls reputation, or just something good going on in their life? Want to feel better about yourself? Well start a rumor! No matter how old you get, there are always people who start stuff. Coming out of High School I figured that people would start to grow up, but I was wrong. Within college there are still people unhappy with themselves, and want what others have. Instead of working on themselves, they take the easy way out and try to ruin others. They feel as if bringing other people down to their level will even out the playing field. They engulf themselves in the comforts of the short terms effects. Enjoying the attention they get from people who might not look their way before, but are interested in the gossip they have to tell. Having a sense of friendship with the people they tell, because they feel like they now have some sense of connection. This soon blows over and ...

One of the best communities I have been introduced to is the women's soccer team at defiance college. I know it seems typical, an athlete referring to their sport, but this community is not as typical as the other ones I have been a part of. This community started off as a group of sixteen girls who had met each other at a max of twice, some not even once. The basis of our information of each other was off of social media. We could see what they looked like on Instagram, and see what they had to say on Twitter, but that didn't mean to much. Anyone can put up a front on social media. The one thing that we all had in common was a love for soccer that lead us to defiance. We showed up on the first day and finally got the chance to meet each other. From that moment on we would eat, sleep, and play together. The next two weeks we were in preseason and by coaches orders, unable to talk to anyone, boy or girl, from any team within the college. This made our bonds grow stronger, to the...

"Be yourself. People don't have to like you, and you don't have to care." -Anonymous Some people go through their whole lives pretending to be who they are not, or being who the crowd at the time wants them to be. You would think this is taxing on them, and at the end of the day would feel unsatisfied; wondering if the friends they have really like them or not. How could anyone actually like someone if they don't know who they are? Everybody at one point in their life has tried to fit into a different group of people for a couple hours or a couple years. Thinking on this moment, wasn't it a lot of work to be the person they wanted? You would have to be willing to put everything you believe in aside just to fit in with people that aren't worth your time. I can understand why people put themselves through this, but at some time, they need to stop worrying about pleasing others and just be themselves. Compromising one's beliefs and morals for the sake o...

I wake up in a hard, uncomfortable bed, look around and see bars, bricks, and my very own in-room toilet. While many features relate to my typical dorm room, a couple features just don't seem right. My head is pounding, and the impact of where I am has yet to hit me. Instinctively I reach into my pocket to find my phone. As I pull it out a platinum cap, car keys, and two crinkled pieces of papers fall out. As I go to unlock my phone, I notice it's cracked and completely dead. I am starting to wake from this drowsy state and tie my hair back, in this process I find a large bump on the side of my head. I pull myself together and start to make sense of where I am. Clearly, by the in-room toilet and bars, I'm in jail. As my heart starts to race, I pick up the items and try to make sense of it all. Last night I was drinking rum and coke, not Platinums. I lift up my shirt and see sixteen hash marks. I remember my friend Bri telling me that some of the girls were talking about th...