i hate when my mom is right

the other day i was coming home from my school and was just complaining about school and how i didnt like my classes - like it was so butt its a bunch of kids that pmtfo so my mom told me i was being dramatic and i need to give them a chance - which like yeah today i had my second class w all of them and it wasnt even that bad.  But im j petty bc i hate when i complain about something and then i always have to be the bigger person or like come up with an immediate solution. Like sometimes i just need to say something sucks to get it off my chest. I feel like a lot of my life ive always be like the “mature” one esp since im the eldest daughter but like UGH i wanna live my last few years of teen hood just being a kid and sometimes that means being an irrational ball of rage on my period.  Ultimately my classes dont suck THAT much but like… im not looking forward to them. I feel like an alien in all of them like genuinely why are all my classes a bunch of guys and then like preppy girls (no hate to girl w that style) i just stick out like a sore thumb and ppl avoid sitting w me like the plague like BRO I HAVE FRIEEEENNDDDDSSSSS I PROMISE