Honestly, who wants to be successful? I'm happy with being a complete failure. If I wasn't a failure, I'd be a Naval Academy alum currently stationed on some aircraft carrier in the Persian Gulf. Instead I'm an ESL teacher in Taiwan. It's a good thing life didn't turn out as planned because I love my relatively simple life on this lovely tropical island. I never let life get me down too much, I think being a funeral director taught me not to dwell too much on things, forgive quickly, and just be thankful you get to see the light of another day.
A successful person, I find, has their life planned out with achievable goals and the motivation to reach those goals. They are organized, motivated and carry all the other characteristics wanted on all the job postings I read daily. My resume says that I carry these characteristics but that's just because I know how to write an effective resume.
I find that I prefer looking for my keys for 10 minutes every time I try to leave the house(I've actually squeezed this time into my thoughts for when I'm trying to leave the house. Be sure to leave 5-10 minutes for key search), instead of actually working I prefer killing my 7 1/2 (I'm half an hour late every day) office hours on facebook, blogsites and youtube, and I prefer questioning authority rather than just follow it. These attributes make my life difficult sometimes, get me into trouble with all sorts of people, and cause stress, but I wouldn't want it any other way.
I think too many people get upset when you talk of their shortcomings. A lot of people get down-right defensive about it, and do not understand themselves, abilities, wants, or desires...They keep trying for the impossible and eventually die miserable because they didn't accomplish what they wanted to, or what they thought they wanted to based upon their ill-forsaken ego or societal standards. Give it up already "everybody is created equal" is the biggest load of crap ever fed to the general public.
I have goals, but I never reach them, ever. I always stray off on to some other path. There is only one thing that I ever really set out to do over a long period of time and was able to do it. I graduated from university, barely, and another semester would have killed me for sure. So I guess my only real success is that I graduated college and I've made it into my late twenties. If it weren't for my flexibility and ability to not care about anything, I'd be six-feet under. So here I am, treading along, just living, and not really being successful at anything but being happy. Lots of unsuccessfulness to come to me still, I'm sure of it.
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