Drama-obsessed People

I'm going to start off by saying that I was enrolled in public middle and high schools.
I know drama when I see it.
And you know what?
I've noticed that there are age-levels of drama.

In middle school:
OMG, he likes her.
Does she like him?
No, she likes this other guy.
Does he like her?
Maybe, but he really likes this girl, and they're going to meet after school and go to the mall.
OMG, that's so cute!
Yeah, but she also told this guy that she would go to the dance with him.
For real? Why does he even like her? She's obviously just playing him!
(by the lockers of the 'popular girls')
***Everything is like this, love that, who's cool and who's not.

In high school:
OMG, I fought with my parents so I told them I was staying the night at Nicki's but really I stayed at Shawn's.
Nu uh, girl!
Oh, yes I did! His parents didn't care so we just stayed up all night and...
(in class instead of doing work)
***Angst against parents, teachers, and rebelling in every possible way. Oh, high school, I have not missed your shallowness and your materialism.

In college:
So my ex saw that my car was at his frat house and I told him that I was just studying with the some of the guys but really I was hooking up with his best friend Aaron!
You and Aaron?
Yeah, we've definitely been flirting for months and now I am not dating the control freak so I'm having fun.
What if he finds out?
He won't. Aaron doesn't want to lose his f*** buddy.
(campus sidewalks and shuttle stops)
***Definitely more organized and coordinated backstabbing. Everything is revenge against the ex.

These are general homogenized examples of things I have heard throughout the years. And at the age-level, I would say that some are fairly normal.
What's NOT normal is when you go up an age group and stay at the lower gossip group, or if you're young and in the higher age group.
Don't  act surprised, you've probably met some.

There were definitely kids at my middle school exploring sex together, and cheating on each other and bragging about it in the hallways. The guys often dropped out or got kicked out of school after a few years from fighting (their girls be cheatin' on them!) and the girls would get pregnant because obviously THEY were cool and THEY could never get pregnant so they didn't have to use protection. Um, sorry. No. You want the benefits of an adult relationship without the adult consequences. Stick to "who likes who."

I hate meeting people in college who are still obsessed with the drama from their high school (who is still sleeping with who, cheating, and prom queen). Yes, they exist. I've even met some who wanted to move back to their home town so they could be near the gossip.
Grow up. There's a reason you're out of high school: so you can learn to live a normal life.

I was never big on parties in the college scene (not being judgmental to anyone who is), but know that after I graduate, it's not a big deal to hear about who's getting wasted and hooking up with people at parties. After a few years in college, I pretty much know who they are, and so it's not really a surprise or a shock.
Basically, please don't call me about how crazy your party was last night. Odds are, I won't care.

It's often the same people who go to these parties and gossip about them that are the same ones who say they don't like parties.
Well, if you don't like them, don't go, because I certainly don't want to hear about them.
Since I hardly care for parties, I hardly ever go. If I go to one and get bored, I leave. Simple as that.

And don't use your friends as an excuse. If they want to be reckless with their lives, it's not your job to keep them safe from STD's, pregnancy, or even just a bad hangover.

I'm definitely not telling you to ditch your friends at a party.
I'm saying that it's not your responsibility to be a mom to your friends. Tell them how you feel about them going (or about who is there), and then tell them that you aren't going to go with them. If you're feeling really kind you can offer to pick them up as a sober driver in the middle of the night.

And CERTAINLY don't go and pretend to be disgusted, and then be the queen bee spreading the hot gossip from the latest party.
There's not even a word to describe how flaky that makes you look.