Awkfunctional
Awkfunctional by swagg699 June 22, 2014
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afunctional
Derived from dysfunctional. Same sense of meaning as apathethic compares to passionate.
Usually the emphasis is on the first syllable "A" as in a-functional.
It means that instead of actually being able to do something, even dysfunctionally, one is not able to do anything, usually not for want of trying. Usage expresses some angst.
Usually the emphasis is on the first syllable "A" as in a-functional.
It means that instead of actually being able to do something, even dysfunctionally, one is not able to do anything, usually not for want of trying. Usage expresses some angst.
I woke up today with a cold and have just been afunctional.
After i bombed the midterm, i've been afunctional in that class.
After i bombed the midterm, i've been afunctional in that class.
afunctional by mrdog December 31, 2005
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