Frustrations

Frustrations. We all know what they are, we all have them, and we all react to them differently. They come from different things and thus have different nature. One cannot know how he or she behaves when frustrated, it all depends.
Yesterday and most of this week the general state was anxiety combined with a feeling of nausea before the accounting exam. And when i say general, i mean no more chit chat on the hallways till late hours, no more cheerful discussions in the kitchen over a bowl of salad and a piece of meat/ pasta/pizza. When i say general state i mean that every person included in the study presented the same symptoms, quietness, sadness, red eyes, desperate need for coffee and a total apathy towards anything bright and shiny.
Now, after the exam, all are horrified about the not so upcoming but eventually to be published results. Some fear they haven't even passes the blessed exam, some hope they did, and very few dare to say that they expect a decent mark. Well, frustrations. Nope, it did not go well.
In my case, it went even worse, as i had my paper taken away before due time as we were discussing an issue with a friend. Well, the fact that in those 15 min i could have made a few corrections and adjustments to an exercise i had left open does not matter that much now when i know that my whole exam can be canceled due to this small aspect. Well, i guess i will wait and i will see. Then, i will go and i will demand recalculation and fight for the right to have a mark. And if none of the above work, i study [again] and go to the General Exam on the 10th of July. I have nothing better to do till then either way. So no stress.
Frustrations. This kind of frustration is the one i prefer. Because at least i have a very well established set of steps that i can make. At least i know what the problem is and how i can solve it in the best manner. There are only a few possibilities to be taken into account and there is not much uncertainty to deal with. The effort is measurable and so is the outcome. Thus, through some simple calculations i can decide whether to opt for A, B or C.
I wish it were that simple every time. I wish i always knew what hurt and why. I wish i could always say that it is going to be ok in the end. I wish i could say it will over soon. But i cannot. Frustrations.
At least i got 30 on Italian. And i still feel the dopamine at work. Which keeps my mind fresh and after a few cups of hot tea i am now ready to start the journey through the mysteries of Financial Mathematics. Another frustration of the 1st type. The easy type.