I'm a frustrated person. I'm so frustrated that I get frustrated because of trivial stuffs. I hate being so frustrated but I just couldn't help it half the time. I wish I would be more jovial and enjoy life as it is. To be more content with what I am and have now. But no, I'm a dreamer. I have lots of dreams, and I get frustrated when my dreams don't come true. Dreams that I've worked so hard for but don't turn out well. I hate it when it happens.
When I'm frustrated, I'm not a fun person to be with. People get frustrated too seeing how frustrated I am.
Maybe I shouldn't write something on my blog when I'm frustrated. You may get frustrated too. Are you, now?
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Maybe I won't be too frustrated if Polar Bear is here. He could cook something nice, and we could watch a movie after that -- although I would be sleeping throughout the movie. Or we could spend time together by me reading e-books through his phone, and he on online manga. Or we could argue about things (like females and feminism) and not talking, where he ends up saying sorry and cook something nice to make it up for me -- although he is not entirely at fault. That's how we normally spend our quality time together. And no matter how frustrated I am, he would always be there and try to make things okay.
No, I'm not frustrated anymore :)
-Miss B-
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