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Frus**tration.
The dictionary definition of frus**tration: Frus**tration (Frus*tra"tion) (?), n.
[L. frus**tratio: cf. OF. frus**tration.]
The act of frus**trating; disappointment; defeat; as, the frus**tration of one's designs.
Everyone of us has ambitions, the desire to achieve something we’ve always considered important to us, s**trive to become the person we’ve always wanted to be. Some people make it, others don’t. Why? To put it somewhat crudely, sh*t happens. Sometimes the things we s**trive to achieve aren’t possible, either because we set our sights to high, or because they exceed our abilities. You can frus**trated at these types of things - hey, I was frus**trated at the fact I couldn’t make the cricket team in year 7 at school, but somewhere in the back of our minds the frus**tration is s**tifled by the knowledge (though we may not like to admit it), we accept our limitations at certain things and work around it.
I always find that real frus**tration emerges from things that which we have no control, no ability to determine. Two emotions linked to frus**tration, anger and annoyance, arise from simple things like old people walking slowly in front of you to prevent you getting somewhere, being late for a train or bus but having to queue behind loads of people, of people’s inability to unders**tand. Recently a family member has been taken seriously ill, and I can’t get rid of this nagging frus**tration that’s come from it, like, why did this have to happen to them, when people who was**te life and misuse it and hurt others s**tay healthy? Sometimes that frus**tration gets the better of me and I simply cry tears from it - yes, because it hurts, but also because I feel wholly powerless, with absolutely no control over it whatsoever.
These sort of things affect us all in different ways, the more patient of us being able to tolerate them, but sooner or later everyone snaps - impatience leads to frus**tration leads to anger. Not one person reading this can deny that frus**tration at something in their personal life has led to irrational behaviour, and for some it’s a serious problem. I’m quite short tempered, and my frus**tration has led to me doing things I ins**tantly regret, I’m sure you know the feeling. Sometimes its rectified easily, other times not, and often even more frus**tration is derived from the creation of a situation that, looking back, could have been easily avoided.
Frus**tration at the world today. I’ve keep quite on the war so far in this forum, partly because I feel it’s being covered enough, and also because I like reading different opinions. However, whils**t I’m on the subject, does anyone else jus**t feel really frus**trated by it all? The feeling of pointlessness, that lives are being los**t and damaged daily, that Bush doesn’t seem to have no idea of what the war is doing to lives, of the opposition it faces? The hypocrisy, the double s**tandards? Las**t night watching the news, they mentioned Camp X-Ray and how prisoners had been forbidden PoW s**tatus and were kept inhumanely, yet no-one said anything, and know that its American prisoners, they s**tart flouting the Geneva Convention! It’s things like that that are happening in the world around us that frus**trate me, yes, because their unfair, but also because I know I can’t do anything about them.
Aaaargh! To be hones**t, I’m getting a little frus**trated at my inability to convey my message into coherent sentences right now, sorry if it seems a little rambling - my search for the right words to s**tructure this pos**t is frus**trated by my difficulty in turning feelings into words. I've got the feeling that if I read back through it I'll delet it all. I’ve used the word ’we’ quite frequently to put across my point, but I really want to get at it is my frus**tration. Frus**tration that the wonderful experience everyone said university would be isn’t quite as wonderful for me, frus**tration that despite trying, my grades aren’t as high as I need them to be to pursue my dreams, frus**tration that, despite having a burning ambition to draw at the top level for comic books (hey, that’s me), I’m the artis**tic equivalent of Emile Heskey. These things might not be important to you, but they are to me.
I’m not quite sure exactly why I wrote this, especially at this hour. I think I’ll go back to bed.
The dictionary definition of frus**tration: Frus**tration (Frus*tra"tion) (?), n.
[L. frus**tratio: cf. OF. frus**tration.]
The act of frus**trating; disappointment; defeat; as, the frus**tration of one's designs.
Everyone of us has ambitions, the desire to achieve something we’ve always considered important to us, s**trive to become the person we’ve always wanted to be. Some people make it, others don’t. Why? To put it somewhat crudely, sh*t happens. Sometimes the things we s**trive to achieve aren’t possible, either because we set our sights to high, or because they exceed our abilities. You can frus**trated at these types of things - hey, I was frus**trated at the fact I couldn’t make the cricket team in year 7 at school, but somewhere in the back of our minds the frus**tration is s**tifled by the knowledge (though we may not like to admit it), we accept our limitations at certain things and work around it.
I always find that real frus**tration emerges from things that which we have no control, no ability to determine. Two emotions linked to frus**tration, anger and annoyance, arise from simple things like old people walking slowly in front of you to prevent you getting somewhere, being late for a train or bus but having to queue behind loads of people, of people’s inability to unders**tand. Recently a family member has been taken seriously ill, and I can’t get rid of this nagging frus**tration that’s come from it, like, why did this have to happen to them, when people who was**te life and misuse it and hurt others s**tay healthy? Sometimes that frus**tration gets the better of me and I simply cry tears from it - yes, because it hurts, but also because I feel wholly powerless, with absolutely no control over it whatsoever.
These sort of things affect us all in different ways, the more patient of us being able to tolerate them, but sooner or later everyone snaps - impatience leads to frus**tration leads to anger. Not one person reading this can deny that frus**tration at something in their personal life has led to irrational behaviour, and for some it’s a serious problem. I’m quite short tempered, and my frus**tration has led to me doing things I ins**tantly regret, I’m sure you know the feeling. Sometimes its rectified easily, other times not, and often even more frus**tration is derived from the creation of a situation that, looking back, could have been easily avoided.
Frus**tration at the world today. I’ve keep quite on the war so far in this forum, partly because I feel it’s being covered enough, and also because I like reading different opinions. However, whils**t I’m on the subject, does anyone else jus**t feel really frus**trated by it all? The feeling of pointlessness, that lives are being los**t and damaged daily, that Bush doesn’t seem to have no idea of what the war is doing to lives, of the opposition it faces? The hypocrisy, the double s**tandards? Las**t night watching the news, they mentioned Camp X-Ray and how prisoners had been forbidden PoW s**tatus and were kept inhumanely, yet no-one said anything, and know that its American prisoners, they s**tart flouting the Geneva Convention! It’s things like that that are happening in the world around us that frus**trate me, yes, because their unfair, but also because I know I can’t do anything about them.
Aaaargh! To be hones**t, I’m getting a little frus**trated at my inability to convey my message into coherent sentences right now, sorry if it seems a little rambling - my search for the right words to s**tructure this pos**t is frus**trated by my difficulty in turning feelings into words. I've got the feeling that if I read back through it I'll delet it all. I’ve used the word ’we’ quite frequently to put across my point, but I really want to get at it is my frus**tration. Frus**tration that the wonderful experience everyone said university would be isn’t quite as wonderful for me, frus**tration that despite trying, my grades aren’t as high as I need them to be to pursue my dreams, frus**tration that, despite having a burning ambition to draw at the top level for comic books (hey, that’s me), I’m the artis**tic equivalent of Emile Heskey. These things might not be important to you, but they are to me.
I’m not quite sure exactly why I wrote this, especially at this hour. I think I’ll go back to bed.
haha, made a serious post humouros. Shame, though...
Don't worry, you'll get pubes one day.
Frus**tration.
The dictionary definition of frus**tration: Frus**tration (Frus*tra"tion) (?), n.
[L. frus**tratio: cf. OF. frus**tration.]
The act of frus**trating; disappointment; defeat; as, the frus**tration of one's designs.
Everyone of us has ambitions, the desire to achieve something we’ve always considered important to us, s**trive to become the person we’ve always wanted to be. Some people make it, others don’t. Why? To put it somewhat crudely, sh*t happens. Sometimes the things we s**trive to achieve aren’t possible, either because we set our sights to high, or because they exceed our abilities. You can frus**trated at these types of things - hey, I was frus**trated at the fact I couldn’t make the cricket team in year 7 at school, but somewhere in the back of our minds the frus**tration is s**tifled by the knowledge (though we may not like to admit it), we accept our limitations at certain things and work around it.
I always find that real frus**tration emerges from things that which we have no control, no ability to determine. Two emotions linked to frus**tration, anger and annoyance, arise from simple things like old people walking slowly in front of you to prevent you getting somewhere, being late for a train or bus but having to queue behind loads of people, of people’s inability to unders**tand. Recently a family member has been taken seriously ill, and I can’t get rid of this nagging frus**tration that’s come from it, like, why did this have to happen to them, when people who was**te life and misuse it and hurt others s**tay healthy? Sometimes that frus**tration gets the better of me and I simply cry tears from it - yes, because it hurts, but also because I feel wholly powerless, with absolutely no control over it whatsoever.
These sort of things affect us all in different ways, the more patient of us being able to tolerate them, but sooner or later everyone snaps - impatience leads to frus**tration leads to anger. Not one person reading this can deny that frus**tration at something in their personal life has led to irrational behaviour, and for some it’s a serious problem. I’m quite short tempered, and my frus**tration has led to me doing things I ins**tantly regret, I’m sure you know the feeling. Sometimes its rectified easily, other times not, and often even more frus**tration is derived from the creation of a situation that, looking back, could have been easily avoided.
Frus**tration at the world today. I’ve keep quite on the war so far in this forum, partly because I feel it’s being covered enough, and also because I like reading different opinions. However, whils**t I’m on the subject, does anyone else jus**t feel really frus**trated by it all? The feeling of pointlessness, that lives are being los**t and damaged daily, that Bush doesn’t seem to have no idea of what the war is doing to lives, of the opposition it faces? The hypocrisy, the double s**tandards? Las**t night watching the news, they mentioned Camp X-Ray and how prisoners had been forbidden PoW s**tatus and were kept inhumanely, yet no-one said anything, and know that its American prisoners, they s**tart flouting the Geneva Convention! It’s things like that that are happening in the world around us that frus**trate me, yes, because their unfair, but also because I know I can’t do anything about them.
Aaaargh! To be hones**t, I’m getting a little frus**trated at my inability to convey my message into coherent sentences right now, sorry if it seems a little rambling - my search for the right words to s**tructure this pos**t is frus**trated by my difficulty in turning feelings into words. I've got the feeling that if I read back through it I'll delet it all. I’ve used the word ’we’ quite frequently to put across my point, but I really want to get at it is my frus**tration. Frus**tration that the wonderful experience everyone said university would be isn’t quite as wonderful for me, frus**tration that despite trying, my grades aren’t as high as I need them to be to pursue my dreams, frus**tration that, despite having a burning ambition to draw at the top level for comic books (hey, that’s me), I’m the artis**tic equivalent of Emile Heskey. These things might not be important to you, but they are to me.
I’m not quite sure exactly why I wrote this, especially at this hour. I think I’ll go back to bed.
The dictionary definition of frus**tration: Frus**tration (Frus*tra"tion) (?), n.
[L. frus**tratio: cf. OF. frus**tration.]
The act of frus**trating; disappointment; defeat; as, the frus**tration of one's designs.
Everyone of us has ambitions, the desire to achieve something we’ve always considered important to us, s**trive to become the person we’ve always wanted to be. Some people make it, others don’t. Why? To put it somewhat crudely, sh*t happens. Sometimes the things we s**trive to achieve aren’t possible, either because we set our sights to high, or because they exceed our abilities. You can frus**trated at these types of things - hey, I was frus**trated at the fact I couldn’t make the cricket team in year 7 at school, but somewhere in the back of our minds the frus**tration is s**tifled by the knowledge (though we may not like to admit it), we accept our limitations at certain things and work around it.
I always find that real frus**tration emerges from things that which we have no control, no ability to determine. Two emotions linked to frus**tration, anger and annoyance, arise from simple things like old people walking slowly in front of you to prevent you getting somewhere, being late for a train or bus but having to queue behind loads of people, of people’s inability to unders**tand. Recently a family member has been taken seriously ill, and I can’t get rid of this nagging frus**tration that’s come from it, like, why did this have to happen to them, when people who was**te life and misuse it and hurt others s**tay healthy? Sometimes that frus**tration gets the better of me and I simply cry tears from it - yes, because it hurts, but also because I feel wholly powerless, with absolutely no control over it whatsoever.
These sort of things affect us all in different ways, the more patient of us being able to tolerate them, but sooner or later everyone snaps - impatience leads to frus**tration leads to anger. Not one person reading this can deny that frus**tration at something in their personal life has led to irrational behaviour, and for some it’s a serious problem. I’m quite short tempered, and my frus**tration has led to me doing things I ins**tantly regret, I’m sure you know the feeling. Sometimes its rectified easily, other times not, and often even more frus**tration is derived from the creation of a situation that, looking back, could have been easily avoided.
Frus**tration at the world today. I’ve keep quite on the war so far in this forum, partly because I feel it’s being covered enough, and also because I like reading different opinions. However, whils**t I’m on the subject, does anyone else jus**t feel really frus**trated by it all? The feeling of pointlessness, that lives are being los**t and damaged daily, that Bush doesn’t seem to have no idea of what the war is doing to lives, of the opposition it faces? The hypocrisy, the double s**tandards? Las**t night watching the news, they mentioned Camp X-Ray and how prisoners had been forbidden PoW s**tatus and were kept inhumanely, yet no-one said anything, and know that its American prisoners, they s**tart flouting the Geneva Convention! It’s things like that that are happening in the world around us that frus**trate me, yes, because their unfair, but also because I know I can’t do anything about them.
Aaaargh! To be hones**t, I’m getting a little frus**trated at my inability to convey my message into coherent sentences right now, sorry if it seems a little rambling - my search for the right words to s**tructure this pos**t is frus**trated by my difficulty in turning feelings into words. I've got the feeling that if I read back through it I'll delet it all. I’ve used the word ’we’ quite frequently to put across my point, but I really want to get at it is my frus**tration. Frus**tration that the wonderful experience everyone said university would be isn’t quite as wonderful for me, frus**tration that despite trying, my grades aren’t as high as I need them to be to pursue my dreams, frus**tration that, despite having a burning ambition to draw at the top level for comic books (hey, that’s me), I’m the artis**tic equivalent of Emile Heskey. These things might not be important to you, but they are to me.
I’m not quite sure exactly why I wrote this, especially at this hour. I think I’ll go back to bed.