Quotes About Frustration

Susannah, I love you, but you are the most frustrating woman in the world. For once in your life, don't argue. Just do it.

What to Do During Algebra O what to do during Algebra! The possibilities are limitless: There's drawing, and yawning, and portable chess There's dozing, and dreaming, and feeling confused. There's humming, and strumming, and looking bemused. You can stare at the clock. You can hum a little song. I've tried just about everything to pass the time along.

I know it's probably wrong to fantasize about giving a nun a karate chop in the neck, but I couldn't help it. She was making me mad.

However much they're paying teachers these days, it is not enough. Middle-schoolers are animals.

John lowered the book he'd been reading. Im sorry. Were you speaking to me? I know you were listening, I said in disgust, taking the book from him and tossing it over the side of the bed. You couldn't possibly have been reading that. You were holding it upside down.

I guess I was in kind of a bad mood because of Jesse interrupting my little heart-to-heart with Father Dominic. But that was no reason for him to come up behind me as I was walking toward the group around the fire and whisper, Behave, in my ear. I flashed him a look of annoyance. I always do, I said. You know what he did then? He laughed! And not in a very nice way, either. I couldn't believe it.

There really was no advantage, that I could see, in having brothers: they chewed with their mouths open, and ate every single Poppin' Fresh roll before I'd even had one.

Sometime, the only way you can make someone listen is with your fist. This is not a technique espoused, I know by the diagnostic manuals on most therapists' shelves. Then again nobody ever said I was a therapist.

Thrust into this dingy classroom we die like lampless moths locked into the desolation of fluorescent lights and metal desks. Ten minutes until the bell rings. What use is the quadratic formula in our daily lives? Can we use it to unlock the secrets in the hearts of those we love? Five minutes until the bell rings. Cruel Algebra teacher, won't you let us go?

I do not expect Henrique Mauricio to conform to my standards of behavior, Alaric said. I expect him not to do things that make me want to pound his face into a bloody pulp. Sadly, every time I meet him he fails to live up to this expectation.

Why are boys so difficult? I mean, really. When they aren't drinking directly out of the carton or leaving the toilet seat up, they are getting all offended because you won't go out with them and threatening to rat you out to your supervisor. Hasn't it occurred to any of them that this is not the way to our hearts? And the problem is, they are just going to keep on doing it, as long as stupid girls like Kelly Prescott keep agreeing to go out with them anyway, in spite of their defects.

As hard as it is to date someone with nineteenth-century manners-seriously, it's getting to a point where I spend so much time swimming laps in the campus pool to work off my sexual frustration, my highlights are becoming brassy-I still feel a thrill every time Jesse calls me Susannah. He thinks the name everyone else calls me-Suze-is too short and ugly for someone of my strength and beauty.

I stared at the screen, aware that my heart rate had sped up. Sped up? I was so angry I wanted to ram my fist into the monitor, as if by doing so I could somehow ram it into Paul Slater's rock hard abs. -Suze Simon

Tina is so mad at Charlotte Brontë. She says Jane Eyre ruined her life.

I wish I didn't have to do anything with her. Like, for REAL!" (Page 2)

If there is one person right now that I hate the most, it would be my dad. Yup, and I mean it!" (Page 27)

To: Nadine Wilcock From: George Sanchez Subject: Where the hell is Fuller? She better not be in the ladies'. I swear to God, I'm beginning to think there's somebody in there serving lattes, you all spend so much time locked in those damned stalls….

It is totally unfair that Lucy should not only have a cool boyfriend but a boyfriend our parents can't stand, something I have been praying for my entire life, practically.

It was OK. Except for the whole no-bathroom thing. And the part where I kept hitting myself in the thumb with a hammer. - Mia Thermopolis (The Atom, School Newspaper)

mad as a bee caught under a pickle jar

What a pity, I'd thought at the time, that I'm saddled with Justin, who claims to be a writer but never actually writes anything and then complains that we never go out because I'm too busy writing all the time. I could maybe see myself with a guy like Will. Or maybe even Will himself.

not a portal back to Danville. He pressed the button again and again

Did you know that the average American spends six months of his or her life waiting for red lights to turn green? Six months wasted, waiting for permission to move on. Think of all the other stuff you could do with that time." I was totally confused. "In the car?" "In your life," he said.

C'mon, Stink." Judy tapped Stink's knee with the hammer. Stink's foot shot out and kicked her in the leg. "Hey, Stink," said Judy. "You kicked me! Who do you think you are, a cassowary?