I guess we all have to grow up sometime.

I often ask myself, "Why does everybody my age seem so immature?" Well as I figured out, it has nothing to do with my class as a whole. It's those few people. You know, every school has them. The students that just can't seem to grow up and cut the crap. Those few people just happen to be my friends. Why do I even still talk to them? Not too sure. Still trying to answer that question myself. But I do know this: any friend who causes you so much emotional pain that you can't even focus in school and end up doing this rather than a philosophy project is not a friend worth having. I'm one of those morning people. The kind of person who as soon as they wake up is just naturally happy. But every morning when I get to school, that happiness is blown to bits due to the arguing, the complaining, the constant aim at always being right. That's my friends for ya. The argument today was about how my friend said that her mom was skinnier before she had her. To which another girl shot back saying, "That's impossible! She'd be dead! Your mom already looks anorexic". These are the kinds of deep philosphical things that my friends often talk about. After hearing this go on for about 5 minutes, I put my ipod in and tuned out. My friend then yelled at ME for having my ipod in and not talking to her. Every day, they have a new conversation about just why they're so ugly, fat, and stupid. None of which they actually are. But for some reason, they have all of that embedded into their brains. I can't stand it. I constantly have to ask myself WHY I even talk to them. I still haven't figured it out. It's sad, but that's my friends. It's really a great thing to wake up to every morning. I just can't wait until I can pack up and leave this place. Four more months. Only four more months.