Frustrations
It's kind of hard to expect too much. And as the old saying goes: "Expect the unexpected." It's kind of hard to do, but when I first learned this imperative quotation, I quickly learned how to deal with it.
There are so many unexpected things that happened today around me which all ended in disappointments. For example, a friend expected her boyfriend to greet her first on her birthday but it seemed that her boyfriend was a little late to do so (the significance of expecting your bf/gf to be the first to greet his/her other half is a little alien for me. Why do they have to deal only with each other too seriously?!). There's Mitch who expected Mark and me to arrive at her house later than four while we planned to go at two in the afternoon--so no food was in store for us yet!!! There were the two of us who expected that we would be able to have lunch at Mitch's house for her birthday celebration (FYI: It's the birthday season in our group right now--these birthdays are considered the season enders!!) but due to some restrictions, we wasted money worth of two-hour internet access (in Creative Soft Cafe) just to pay fare for going into nothingness; we were told to go home with empty fucking stomachs.
Then there's this close friend whom I thought would take me some place wherein I get to meet his friend. I was definitely interested but then, he told me to just surf the net or go home for some ear piercing illogical reason.
I was pissed off to death.
Frustrations were there. And how could things pass by without any satisfaction?? What?! Are you going to stare at my blog thinking I've posted something useless when I am just expressing my opinions?
*sigh*
I'm having my bipolarity attack again...
Well, don't expect too much about things----frustration is a more painful adversary of satisfaction than not really being satisfied.
There are so many unexpected things that happened today around me which all ended in disappointments. For example, a friend expected her boyfriend to greet her first on her birthday but it seemed that her boyfriend was a little late to do so (the significance of expecting your bf/gf to be the first to greet his/her other half is a little alien for me. Why do they have to deal only with each other too seriously?!). There's Mitch who expected Mark and me to arrive at her house later than four while we planned to go at two in the afternoon--so no food was in store for us yet!!! There were the two of us who expected that we would be able to have lunch at Mitch's house for her birthday celebration (FYI: It's the birthday season in our group right now--these birthdays are considered the season enders!!) but due to some restrictions, we wasted money worth of two-hour internet access (in Creative Soft Cafe) just to pay fare for going into nothingness; we were told to go home with empty fucking stomachs.
Then there's this close friend whom I thought would take me some place wherein I get to meet his friend. I was definitely interested but then, he told me to just surf the net or go home for some ear piercing illogical reason.
I was pissed off to death.
Frustrations were there. And how could things pass by without any satisfaction?? What?! Are you going to stare at my blog thinking I've posted something useless when I am just expressing my opinions?
*sigh*
I'm having my bipolarity attack again...
Well, don't expect too much about things----frustration is a more painful adversary of satisfaction than not really being satisfied.
