Ok, time to vent.
It's bad when I'm barely out of high school, yet I feel like the most mature person around here anymore.
This is ri-goddamn-diculous. We've got like, 300 versions of every one of these fucking Glee Club people, every one of them is in some weird family feud with the others, and it's like every single goddamn one gets less mature than the one before.
NOBODY FUCKING CARES ABOUT YOUR DRAMA.
We get it: Puck's a douche, Finn's a dumb-but-sweet jock who for some reason wants his daughter to be named after something I do with people that have a watersports fetish. Quinn's a religious cheerleader who's somehow innocent even though EVERY FUCKING VERSION OF HER gets pregnant. Rachael is the diva with the nose the size of Utah. Kurt is a (usually) lovable princess. Santana is a hot, slutty cheerleader whose grasp of proper grammar continually eludes her. Britt is the only consistently likeable one of the whole fucking lot of you.
Seriously, people: Stop all the dumb-ass drama.
GET. YOUR. SHIT. TOGETHER. And get it together fast, because while I might be the only one rude enough to tell you this, I know I'm not the only one
thinking it.