I finally found success in my life. Join the Navy. check. Find a boy friend, check. Enjoy myself…
But then I realize that success isn’t about the status you hold and the things you have. It’s about how you feel about your life. I suppose I’m heading there, and I’m becoming happy… but I get confused sometimes.
He’s dead.
Are you happy?
He had a kid, a wife, a family.
He didn’t drink. Didn’t smoke.
Bland guy. Still human.
Someone cared for him. People cared for him.
What measures success? Is it what you do, what you make, how fast you achieve it? How do you know when you’re successful? Is it the people you’ve helped or the people who’ve helped you? Who even knows what is successful or not!
I was never one to be into extra curriculars. In fact, I’d be very happy with a bag of potato chips, a comfy couch, and a HD television as company on a Friday night. But unfortunately, my parents did not think the same way. I mean, they never said it out loud and up front, but I got the message after a while. They’d pop in a casual “going out with friends tonight?” or a “you’d do great in soccer!” here and there. But I pretended to be oblivous. No way was I going to surrender to my parents like that. And if you think I was, well, you must not know me then.
As a matter o’ fact, I played as equally dumb. “Huh? Oh, no.” “Cool.” Short answers like that. Never adressing the situation.
The funny thing about it though, was that I kind of agreed with them. I do feel the sudden urge to do a jump or a kick with my friends every once and a while, but it’s usually brushed off as I shove another salty potato chip in my mouth and watch the first episode of season two in “Pretty Little Liars” on ABC Family.
…But what was it, that I secretly wanted along with my parents? Not to be productive, as I was very scholarly and I read in my bed up until midnight, and not to be active as I go to the park from time to time with my parents and I run around the playground at recess.
What was it? It was success, and success does not come easy. If you wanted it, you had to go down the hard route, and that was not for me. But I must’ve beat the odds because the night that I won first place in the swimming Olympics and gained my bestfriend back was the night that I was the most successful.
Success was all he had ever dreamed of. He had sacrificed his social life, his family, the woman he had loved, all for the promise of more money, more acclaim. Now, as he stood in his corner office with its secretary and spectacular view of the city, all he felt was empty
what is this? i wonder often if my definition of success is the real thing or if it is a naieve idea i have conjured in my mind. i tend to follow the optimistic and the ideal trail when thinking of success and its almost like its a fake ideal… like yeah we all say this is the right way but practically and realistically it wont work, u wont be ok, u wont be stable… its like a cute thought like awwww look she wants to be a fireman when she grows up, so cute. y is it so patronizing if its something we proclaim to be righteous to work for? success is relative, obviously, but then why do we seem to think there are some things that just naturally fall into that category? like they are just a given? but is the real thing something that i shuld define on my own? wat is the truth of it? how do i determine it for myself if im second guessing it all the way?
Winning. Freedom. A prize? I don’t know. Success is that feeling when you hit a triple pirouette. Success is when your teacher sees it and says good job. Success is when someone congratulates you. Success is you.
Je veux réussir. mais ne pas tout le monde? être qui vous mène au succès. et franchement je pense que la réussite est l’une des choses importantes dans la vie.
He wasn’t yet ready to count it a success. The key turned and the engine purred, but the cantankerous machine sputtered after. Sure enough, the engine faltered and died.
Success can only be measured by the person whom is trying to achieve “success”. It is not up to anyone else to tell a person whether they are successful or not. All that matters is whether a person believes themselves to be successful.
this is the wrong word for me today. that’s all I got. hahahahaha. Sean says Gold. Success=gold. Success is not really success unless you have the gold to show for it. Silver doesn’t count, that’s what losers get. I feel silver today.
Success to me is not about the money you make, but the moments you have in life that you move forward in accomplishing great things for yourself and others. Success is personal and mutual achievement through whatever means necessary. I hope to be successful in what I do every day in my life.
smart. sensitive. stylish.
Intelligence, gets the job done. Personality gets recognition. An air of elegance captivates the crowd. A delicate balance of these three things creates the success we all seek.
“Success is not a destination; success is a journey.”
Success is an ideal. It is something that must be held out in front of us and strived for, like a carrot on a string leading a horse. This way one will live in continuous excellence and success.
Success is what you make it to be, it’s what will make you the happiest in life, or it’s what will satisfy you in life, we are all different, some crave money and power, others crave happiness and peace of mind. Whatever it is, we all shape our success by the type of person we make ourselves to be.
success is not an optinon unless failure’s in there too. We learn from failure, and our mistakes, to inevitiably become successfuler than originally planned. I can say it, but i don’t believe that at all. IRONIC
is what everyone wnats. I don’t know why though, shouldn’t you just want to be happy and have a fun life first? and if you achieve that would it be considered succes. I think it would, at least to you. It dosen’t matter what society thinks, as long as your succesful in the way you want to you’ll be happy :)
inside the spirit dwells on the unknown. hope for the best. work hard and earn your place. we die unsatisfied, i’m sure. watching the weeds grow high as we sleep in the dirt. wait until you’re older boy, then you’ll understand. oh, i know already, brother.
i am a scholar.. a scholar bowl participant..ive been reading at mass and narrorated the school concert.. im going into high school hoping to set the world of fire. im in a period of success..
Success is doing what you want to be doing. Doing something that makes you happy, something that you actually want to pursue, something you don’t mind even if you go through some suffering cause you know you know you’ll still love what you’re doing.
Success is what happens when you fall down, but get bac k up again. It gives you the motivation to get things done and rewards you with pleasure and happiness. Success means different things to differ people. Some see monetary success, while others hav deeper opinion on success
Life ..and where we raw going ..is success. what a wonder. Life so cruel so good.. what is next. And what is success.. To one it is material possessions.. To another love gathered along the way. no one leaves alive..Enjoy the ride. Help yourself to the beauty along the way. But don,t forget there is a price for your choices. I hope you have much success.. I hope you learn to love others.. May good things come your way..may god,s face shine on you and light your pathway..
Goodbye. And happy trails.
how are you successful in your life? does that mean doing super awesome at school? i believe that is how i will be successful. i hate when people ask me the definition of successful. i don’t fucking know. just being happy with life, that would be successful for me.
I plan to follow my dreams in life and I plan to truly make myself happy, I will conquer all types of blocks along the way. I just want to be happy and I think that being happy is the true meaning of success.
Success is a total joy in the life of most Americans. They believe that by succeeding most people will like them more. Truly they just need to accept themselves instead of looking for approval, but being successful isn’t always like that. You could be a success to yourself instead of others.
I dreamed about it for a long time before I realized that it was a hell of a lot closer than I’d ever imagined. To have success so close all the time and yet to never realize it was like the day I crossed into an alternate universe and discovered I’d been brushing about against millions of parallel universes my entire life, never even realizing it. Take a look around, and look a little closer
Ssuccess is defined differently for everyone. Many people think of it as getting the right job, the right income, the right family or the right home. I think success isn’t so easily defined, it doesn’t fit so neatly into borders. I think it’s the feeling you get when you wake up in the morning and you think “this is the life I want to be living, this is the person I want to be.”
I stood at the top of the steps in front of the whole hall. People were staring at me, enchanted. Enchanted! They were enchanted! I couldn’t help but grin. I held up my award and grinned like there was no tomorrow.
Success used to mean more money. As I have aged, my viewpoint has changed dramatically. Success is how well you function as a human being, how well you can communicate and how you feel about yourself at the end of each day.
It was savory, not sweet. Sweetness lingered in the mouth for a long time, but the savor of success faded away quickly, only leaving you wanting more and more.
supposedly what everyone is aiming for. It’s impossible to define. For some, it’s money, for others friends and family. What it means is personal and therefore it’s a meaningless word. it’s an abstraction and
s-u-c-c-e-s-s: that’s the way to spell success. I remember standing on the concrete steps behind my school with the cheerleaders, chanting this, over and over. And since then I’ve known how to spell it.
ongoing
I finally found success in my life. Join the Navy. check. Find a boy friend, check. Enjoy myself…
But then I realize that success isn’t about the status you hold and the things you have. It’s about how you feel about your life. I suppose I’m heading there, and I’m becoming happy… but I get confused sometimes.
He’s dead.
Are you happy?
He had a kid, a wife, a family.
He didn’t drink. Didn’t smoke.
Bland guy. Still human.
Someone cared for him. People cared for him.
Success is using one word with Internet Explorer like this!
What measures success? Is it what you do, what you make, how fast you achieve it? How do you know when you’re successful? Is it the people you’ve helped or the people who’ve helped you? Who even knows what is successful or not!
I was never one to be into extra curriculars. In fact, I’d be very happy with a bag of potato chips, a comfy couch, and a HD television as company on a Friday night. But unfortunately, my parents did not think the same way. I mean, they never said it out loud and up front, but I got the message after a while. They’d pop in a casual “going out with friends tonight?” or a “you’d do great in soccer!” here and there. But I pretended to be oblivous. No way was I going to surrender to my parents like that. And if you think I was, well, you must not know me then.
As a matter o’ fact, I played as equally dumb. “Huh? Oh, no.” “Cool.” Short answers like that. Never adressing the situation.
The funny thing about it though, was that I kind of agreed with them. I do feel the sudden urge to do a jump or a kick with my friends every once and a while, but it’s usually brushed off as I shove another salty potato chip in my mouth and watch the first episode of season two in “Pretty Little Liars” on ABC Family.
…But what was it, that I secretly wanted along with my parents? Not to be productive, as I was very scholarly and I read in my bed up until midnight, and not to be active as I go to the park from time to time with my parents and I run around the playground at recess.
What was it? It was success, and success does not come easy. If you wanted it, you had to go down the hard route, and that was not for me. But I must’ve beat the odds because the night that I won first place in the swimming Olympics and gained my bestfriend back was the night that I was the most successful.
Success was all he had ever dreamed of. He had sacrificed his social life, his family, the woman he had loved, all for the promise of more money, more acclaim. Now, as he stood in his corner office with its secretary and spectacular view of the city, all he felt was empty
My work always falls just a little short of the mark; my dad’s Asian….
what is this? i wonder often if my definition of success is the real thing or if it is a naieve idea i have conjured in my mind. i tend to follow the optimistic and the ideal trail when thinking of success and its almost like its a fake ideal… like yeah we all say this is the right way but practically and realistically it wont work, u wont be ok, u wont be stable… its like a cute thought like awwww look she wants to be a fireman when she grows up, so cute. y is it so patronizing if its something we proclaim to be righteous to work for? success is relative, obviously, but then why do we seem to think there are some things that just naturally fall into that category? like they are just a given? but is the real thing something that i shuld define on my own? wat is the truth of it? how do i determine it for myself if im second guessing it all the way?
Success is having found what it takes to keep you smiling.
Winning. Freedom. A prize? I don’t know. Success is that feeling when you hit a triple pirouette. Success is when your teacher sees it and says good job. Success is when someone congratulates you. Success is you.
Je veux réussir. mais ne pas tout le monde? être qui vous mène au succès. et franchement je pense que la réussite est l’une des choses importantes dans la vie.
He wasn’t yet ready to count it a success. The key turned and the engine purred, but the cantankerous machine sputtered after. Sure enough, the engine faltered and died.
Success can only be measured by the person whom is trying to achieve “success”. It is not up to anyone else to tell a person whether they are successful or not. All that matters is whether a person believes themselves to be successful.
this is the wrong word for me today. that’s all I got. hahahahaha. Sean says Gold. Success=gold. Success is not really success unless you have the gold to show for it. Silver doesn’t count, that’s what losers get. I feel silver today.
Success to me is not about the money you make, but the moments you have in life that you move forward in accomplishing great things for yourself and others. Success is personal and mutual achievement through whatever means necessary. I hope to be successful in what I do every day in my life.
happiness
if i could wait for a moment,
i think i would have seen
that always living for tomorrow
was not the way it should have been
success is here and now
and mine for the taking
i never thought id say this
but waiting is just failing
success. is. for. the. brave. at. heart
smart. sensitive. stylish.
Intelligence, gets the job done. Personality gets recognition. An air of elegance captivates the crowd. A delicate balance of these three things creates the success we all seek.
Success is measured by the deeds of a man, or something like that. That’s what they say at least. I think it’s more personal then that.
“Success breeds complacency. Complacency breeds failure.”
“Success is not a destination; success is a journey.”
Success is an ideal. It is something that must be held out in front of us and strived for, like a carrot on a string leading a horse. This way one will live in continuous excellence and success.
Success is what you make it to be, it’s what will make you the happiest in life, or it’s what will satisfy you in life, we are all different, some crave money and power, others crave happiness and peace of mind. Whatever it is, we all shape our success by the type of person we make ourselves to be.
success is not an optinon unless failure’s in there too. We learn from failure, and our mistakes, to inevitiably become successfuler than originally planned. I can say it, but i don’t believe that at all. IRONIC
is what everyone wnats. I don’t know why though, shouldn’t you just want to be happy and have a fun life first? and if you achieve that would it be considered succes. I think it would, at least to you. It dosen’t matter what society thinks, as long as your succesful in the way you want to you’ll be happy :)
inside the spirit dwells on the unknown. hope for the best. work hard and earn your place. we die unsatisfied, i’m sure. watching the weeds grow high as we sleep in the dirt. wait until you’re older boy, then you’ll understand. oh, i know already, brother.
i am a scholar.. a scholar bowl participant..ive been reading at mass and narrorated the school concert.. im going into high school hoping to set the world of fire. im in a period of success..
Success is doing what you want to be doing. Doing something that makes you happy, something that you actually want to pursue, something you don’t mind even if you go through some suffering cause you know you know you’ll still love what you’re doing.
money, having everything you wanted
reaching your goals
love
fortune
Success is what happens when you fall down, but get bac k up again. It gives you the motivation to get things done and rewards you with pleasure and happiness. Success means different things to differ people. Some see monetary success, while others hav deeper opinion on success
Life ..and where we raw going ..is success. what a wonder. Life so cruel so good.. what is next. And what is success.. To one it is material possessions.. To another love gathered along the way. no one leaves alive..Enjoy the ride. Help yourself to the beauty along the way. But don,t forget there is a price for your choices. I hope you have much success.. I hope you learn to love others.. May good things come your way..may god,s face shine on you and light your pathway..
Goodbye. And happy trails.
how are you successful in your life? does that mean doing super awesome at school? i believe that is how i will be successful. i hate when people ask me the definition of successful. i don’t fucking know. just being happy with life, that would be successful for me.
I plan to follow my dreams in life and I plan to truly make myself happy, I will conquer all types of blocks along the way. I just want to be happy and I think that being happy is the true meaning of success.
Success is a total joy in the life of most Americans. They believe that by succeeding most people will like them more. Truly they just need to accept themselves instead of looking for approval, but being successful isn’t always like that. You could be a success to yourself instead of others.
I dreamed about it for a long time before I realized that it was a hell of a lot closer than I’d ever imagined. To have success so close all the time and yet to never realize it was like the day I crossed into an alternate universe and discovered I’d been brushing about against millions of parallel universes my entire life, never even realizing it. Take a look around, and look a little closer
Ssuccess is defined differently for everyone. Many people think of it as getting the right job, the right income, the right family or the right home. I think success isn’t so easily defined, it doesn’t fit so neatly into borders. I think it’s the feeling you get when you wake up in the morning and you think “this is the life I want to be living, this is the person I want to be.”
I stood at the top of the steps in front of the whole hall. People were staring at me, enchanted. Enchanted! They were enchanted! I couldn’t help but grin. I held up my award and grinned like there was no tomorrow.
Success used to mean more money. As I have aged, my viewpoint has changed dramatically. Success is how well you function as a human being, how well you can communicate and how you feel about yourself at the end of each day.
It was savory, not sweet. Sweetness lingered in the mouth for a long time, but the savor of success faded away quickly, only leaving you wanting more and more.
supposedly what everyone is aiming for. It’s impossible to define. For some, it’s money, for others friends and family. What it means is personal and therefore it’s a meaningless word. it’s an abstraction and
s-u-c-c-e-s-s: that’s the way to spell success. I remember standing on the concrete steps behind my school with the cheerleaders, chanting this, over and over. And since then I’ve known how to spell it.