Complaining.

              Can I just tell you how much I hate hearing people complain?
             Once in awhile, I understand, people need to get things off of their chest. Everyone's human. But there are some people that might as well have complaining as their occupation. I'm so tired of people trying to make others feel bad for them. Especially for extremely stupid or trivial things.
             You know what my favorite complaint is? "I'm tired."
      If one more fucking person tells me that they're tired, I'm going to scream. Oh hello, welcome to High School, where everyone wakes up at 6:30 or earlier. No one enjoys waking up this early. I don't see anyone running around the school with boundless energy first period, or even fourth. We are ALL tired, ALL of the time; you are not the only one. It's as if people are so self-centered that they think they are the only ones who are forced to wake up this early. And what am I supposed to say to this complaint? I either say "Yeah, me too." or "That sucks." Saying that you're tired isn't exactly a conversation starter.
     I've had a week that especially made me realize how pointless it is to waste my life on trivial things, and I can't stomach hearing people complain anymore. Don't tell me about your 75 on the physics quiz, or about how your mom is a bitch, or how you're not in the mood to do any school-work, or how you're mad that your boyfriend didn't text you back, or how you despise high school, or how you wish you were drunk/high right now. JUST DON'T TELL ME. Get a journal, or a twitter, or anything else that eliminates you telling me or any other considerate person about your frivolous troubles.