This story is about how I feel towards success.
Just so we’re clear from the beginning and to put things into context, I’m a 4th year Architecture student in Romania (equivalent to a 1st year Master’s degree) and I have to say that I pretty much love what I do. Studying Architecture is generally associated with having a lot of tasks to accomplish fast, but there are also some that require quite a long time to plan and scrap and then plan again. The finish line is in sight after about 6 months and the only option I’m left with is to clear my not-so-busy-anyway schedule and focus all my energy on meeting the deadline at hand. So one object of meaning to me is THE MODEL of one of the most praised projects I’ve ever conceptualized, drafted and detailed (an idea materialized, if you can picture that). After investing a semester’s time in a design without having a clue about the impact it’ll have in the final presentation, you literally make up several “defeat” scenarios in your mind and just very few where you come out as victor with full honours. Now imagine the feelings of success and self-esteem. Some might say otherwise but I feel that these particular human needs are pretty basic because an individual has his own decency that no one can strip him of. So one of the objects I feel I need right now, as I’m closing in to the finish line of a higher education, and continue to keep in my room as a reminder is the one that stands out as proof that I need to be meticulous and determined to find success and the feeling of achievement.