Examples of using "Aburrimiento" in a sentence and their english translations:
- How boring.
- What a drag!
One of those was boredom. Incredible, intense boredom.
I am bored to death.
- I am bored to death.
- I'm bored to death.
I'm bored to death.
Tom is bored stiff.
They bored me to tears.
- You must have been bored to death.
- You must've been bored to death.
But there's two kinds of boring:
That job bores me to death.
"Torpor" means it’s the dullness of the mind.
Killer because it was going to bore them to death.
But rediscover boredom, just for a few minutes.
TV's boring today.
- Tom is not able to easily distinguish between boredom and hunger.
- Tom isn't able to easily distinguish between boredom and hunger.
That game is boring.
Boredom is awesome if you do something good with it,
I distracted myself from the boredom of my long journey by reading mysteries.
moreover he could give these answers publicly without any embarrassment and boredom.
TV's boring today.
Boredom, routine, and lack of curiosity are the greatest enemies of our brain.
The boredom, routine and lack of curiosity are the major enemies of our brain.
It was boredom that Aldous Huxley considered one of the most dangerous human conditions.
Boredom is the feeling that everything is a waste of time; serenity, that nothing is.
I suppose society is wonderfully delightful. To be in it is merely a bore. But to be out of it is simply a tragedy.
Three hours later, the King was loitering around the castle, looking for something to busy himself with. "Fuck, I'm so bored," he grumbled in exasperation. "The kids are at school. Gwo's at work. Impa's at the hospital. Ganon—" Suddenly the King heard an incomprehensible cry and turned around to see Fari rush past him. "Damn, Fari, what was that?!" "Piss off, Your Majesty!" Fari yelled at the top of his lungs. "My... PMSing as usual, I see," the King continued to mutter dejectedly. "Shit, I'm so fucking bored. Nothing good on TV. Nothing good online. Nothing good to eat." As he was about to leave the dining hall, his eyes were drawn to a cinnamon jar standing lonely on the table. A spoon of cinnamon was placed conveniently next to it. In a saner state the King may have been reasonably suspicious about it, but now he was so exhausted from boredom that any opportunity to relieve it for a minute felt like a blessing. "I wonder what ground cinnamon tastes like," said he nonchalantly and put the spoon in his mouth.