It's frustrating when people don't understand you.

It's really frustrating when the only person that really understands you lives far away, and you've got to depend on others for transportation and people don't trust you to begin with, because you're young and apparently that means you have sex every chance you get.

It's frustrating when your sister is yelling at you while you're trying to do her a favor, and you're trying to be patient because you know she gets panic attacks and she's nervous for some reason.

It's really frustrating when your sister tells you she's not yelling even though she clearly is, then doesn't apologize for it, then tells you you're being "testy" just because you didn't immediately respond to her question.

It's frustrating when a person shoves their religion down your throat, and tells you that the reason the world's gone to shit is because they're "letting the gays marry."

It's really frustrating when that person smokes, drinks, curses, lies, abuses her children, and deems a person to be of good character based on the brand of their clothing.

It's frustrating when you don't do as well at something as you expected.

It's really frustrating when you know exactly why you did so poorly, yet out of pure apathy, you did nothing to change it.

It's frustrating when you go away for a long time.

It's really frustrating when you're trying to explain what you'll be doing in New York this summer, and when they ask you if you'll be near the Statue of Liberty, you explain that you'll be in Ithaca, not New York City, and they say "Isn't that in Greece?", and you say, "There's more than one", but before you finish they ask you if you'll get them a postcard from the Parthenon.

It's frustrating when you know something's going to be terrible before it happens.

It's really frustrating knowing you can do nothing about it.

It's frustrating being frustrated.

It's really frustrating knowing that your frustration is futile.

PSAT results: 2020 (97th percentile)

Hell to the yes.