rivalry. Why does it exist? Is it healthy to be rivals with another? Can you be a rival against a cause or is it personal? Is it synonymous with hate or revenge or hurt? Let’s concentrate on healthy rivalry. One that propels each of us forward to do better, to do more. In my mind rivalry invokes a hateful concept, why is this? Rivalry should invoke the concept of healthy competition. Perhaps because this is the only truly healthy rivalry.
Emma
The rivalry between the two family went so far back that nobody could remember the inciting incident. Their fathers couldn’t be in the same room together, just like their fathers had been. The hatred ran deep.
The days turned into months and months turned into years but you still stuck by my side throughout every cold, harsh winter and every slipping tears. But, it’s funny now how when I look at you today I see hatred radiating from you and a deep sense inside of you that I was never good enough for you and I will never be good enough for you and we will always be facing different ends. Rivalry is funny to me, because rivalry doesn’t always have had to exist for it to be there at once.
Jen turned to look and then immediately looked away again. The girl in question was built like a refrigerator–large and bocky–with an 80s biker gang haircut and a ripped denim jacket…and she was staring at the two of them.
“So what are you going to do?”
“Play it smart. I mean, look at her. How could I take her on?”
Honestly, Turkey and Greece had this rivalry for as long as they could remember. Even when the younger nation had been under Turkey’s command, he did everything he could to annoy him; like fall asleep on the job and keep cats around ’cause Greece knew Turkey was allergic to them.
Sophie
rivalry tend to make people stronger and give more effort. these self-created bad-boys are a part of my nature as an athlete. Sometimes, ive come to realize that they can be poisonous, but most of the time, I just end up winning.
Ryan
we fought over the stupidest of things at first. and of course, as do all things in life, they grew more serious. into things that hurt us both and hit too close to home (or they would have, if we had one). you are the sole reason i was driven to the brink of despair once, twice, more than i can count, and you are the sole reason i came back. and you know what? to tell the truth, i’m really glad i met you.
rhey quaza
justice
riot
people
place
injustice
madness
destruction
mess
posters
vandalism
conflict
competition
battle
riot
nelmary
France and England had always had an odd rivalry. It made no sense to everyone else, but they had this secret agreement that they would always try to get on the other’s nerves. It really annoyed each other, but they agreed that it was tradition.
Sophie
It was so unfair. That evil little thing always got what I deserved. She ripped it right from my hands with her deceptive ways. Lies. They were all lies and I needed to find a way to get rid of her, no matter what it took.
i’ve always hated you. the way you smile when people compliment you, the way you chuckle to yourself silently when something amuses you, the look on your face when you get a test back and you did better than anyone else. your hair is always shiny, your face always radiant. i don’t know how you do it, but i hate it. i want, more than anything, to be better than you are.
joanna
you’re pretty as drugs, with your hair curled and your eyes cold as ice. there’s nothing in a name here. they’ve fucked us empty and left us to die; it’s only you and me, now.
As much as I want to love and be in love, I refuse to be in rivalry with any woman over any man. If he wants me he will show me, I should never have to compete.
One of the things they enjoyed doing together the most was watching Renji fuck things up with Kurosaki. The kid tried to be nice and keep his cool, but he just couldn’t help but argue and get into physical altercations with Ichigo, and after watching it for about a year, Ikkaku was starting to think that the two of them liked it that way.
It really bothers me that there’s something about you that makes me want to compete. Whenever you’re near or even mentioned I whip out a mental ruler. I usually don’t care about being the best, but when it comes to you, I absolutely must measure up.
The meeting took over an hour, but made little progress. Dave could tell there was some rivalry between the two lawyers, but they were meticulously polite throughout. He spent the time watching the two of them as his mother in law sat across the table from him, staring through him as if she was watching him through two-way glass.
tonykeyesjapan
Rivalry triggers ambition. Rivalry can destroy. Rivalry is something I don’t feel comfortable with. It doesn’t matter if it is my own rivalry towards somebody else or if it’s somebody elses rivalry towards me.
anonymouslywriting
I’ve had a friend once in a while, who alwas got in fights. He got beat up several times and after a while I asked him: “What is it with you and all these fights?” And he replied: “Some people I do love as friends and some I do love as rivals.”
Florian
Between two sisters when theres only one chocolate roll left………
The facedown between the two grannies began with a glare and a stolen 10% off M&S voucher.
One, dressed in electric yellow, lifted her handbag above her head with a sly smile and the other, in a polka dot pink, with a tin of heinx beans at her side.
“Game on.” Electron tide hissed under her breath.
“You wish.” Shadow fly replied with a cackle.
Not really experienced it. maybe i only compete with myself. would be interesting to have one though. sounds dramatic and fun. but it would have to be a nemesis, i don’t do frenemies.
Dwijal
Aha. That’s the thing I’ve been whining about. Very few people get rid of their ego, eh?
Sinzi
fight with another one, you are not good enough, choose another way to do it
Yanina
male relationships are always about rivalry to some extent. it’s about competition — in every situation, there’s always a winner and a loser, however minute those victories or losses might be.
we men have friends that make us feel good about ourselves and make us feel small. happiness is a combination of the two.
why can’t arsenal beat manchester united, even when those devils from manchester are at their worst?
arsenal-united is that one match in the season that finally gives us, the valiant heroes, the idealists, a chance to put those pragmatic braggards in their place.
and we never, ever take it. not since i was an my early teens, at least.
kunal
The bitterness of the rivalry was only matched by the outpouring of grief that came from watching the floods overtake the homes and hovels that were along the shorelines. There was no way to match wits with the strength of the river.
Rivalry is something that happens between siblings. Not always though. I don’t usually fight with my siblings over love interests. Sometimes though. But not really. But sometimes a little bit if they’re really cute. By that I mean…I don’t know what I mean by that.
“This petty rivalry would see both our families fall in the wake of lesser men and I, for one, am unwilling to allow such a thing.”
He sighed in reluctant agreement. “Then what do you suggest, Lady Wisnet?”
The lady smiled over thr brim of her teacup. “I suggest we end it, lord Farrow, in the only way we can.” she paused, nk diubt for effect, “Marriage.”
He sputtered, “I’m flattered but-”
She waved him off. “Oh not us, you old goat; I meant our children.”
They fought. They one. Yes, both of then won, and yes, they became one. It was an internal conflict of a divided mind. Every mind is divided into sections, naturally.
Emily
There bond wasn’t through love or hate, but rivalry. For some reason the two of them couldn’t stand the fact that there was no way to tell who was stronger. That’s how it started.
One side vs another. Rivalry to me doesn’t also have to be such a terrible thing. Sometimes you need to have the fire spark inside you to know something is really important. As humans we push each other. Rivalry is what makes the world go around.
Liv
Rivalry could not even begin to describe the relationship between them. Hate could not begin to describe the utter animosity they felt toward each other. Total war, that’s what state the resided in; total love.
They had had this rivalry since they were children. Neither of them knew why exactly. When they had met for the first time their first thought was presumably “I’m better than you” and this would linger on them their whole life. Ironically they both died on the same day as if they even wanted to continue their own competition on the other side.
I’ve already written about this word. Is there a way that I can get a different word? also must I actually submit what I write? I am too ashamed of my lack of writing skill to do that. Also I must input my email and I already get enough junk emails that I don’t read as it is. I will just do it anyways so I can see what lies ahead.
jacob tucker
“Aw, cmon, that was totally sixty seconds,” Meda says, rolling up onto the counter and bouncing her knife from hand to hand.
I roll my eyes because no it wasn’t. She nudges me with her toes, eyes shimmering with mischief.
“Two out of three, then?”
“Three out of five.”
There was a rivalry between me and the person on the other side of the classroom that was undeniable and, quite honestly, smelly. I was sure she was wafting it and grinning from the idea that she could overpower me.
It’s a strange dynamic.
I live on 234 Oakstreet, she lives across from there; we have this strange ritual every morning. Walk outside, look at eachother, wait for the bus. And sometimes I sneak glances her way, furiously brooding over the way her fingers skim over a phone I can’t afford, or the way she flips back her hair, knowing what an attractive person she is.
For people like me, whether you flip back your hair or leave it hanging in your face, it doesn’t make much of a difference. We’re all ugly here.
Liz
Brothers and sisters hating each other. That’s what it’s come to these days. The rivalry between them forces them to do dirty acts, bits of malice spiced with bitter guts. Rivalry. The one thing that comes between family as thick as smog.
Their blades clashed together in a flury of steel. Their rivalry fueling them on to fight harder than ever before.
Sibling rivalry is the theme of fairy tales, but it’s also the root of success, discovery, ambition and happiness.
rivalry. Why does it exist? Is it healthy to be rivals with another? Can you be a rival against a cause or is it personal? Is it synonymous with hate or revenge or hurt? Let’s concentrate on healthy rivalry. One that propels each of us forward to do better, to do more. In my mind rivalry invokes a hateful concept, why is this? Rivalry should invoke the concept of healthy competition. Perhaps because this is the only truly healthy rivalry.
The rivalry between the two family went so far back that nobody could remember the inciting incident. Their fathers couldn’t be in the same room together, just like their fathers had been. The hatred ran deep.
The days turned into months and months turned into years but you still stuck by my side throughout every cold, harsh winter and every slipping tears. But, it’s funny now how when I look at you today I see hatred radiating from you and a deep sense inside of you that I was never good enough for you and I will never be good enough for you and we will always be facing different ends. Rivalry is funny to me, because rivalry doesn’t always have had to exist for it to be there at once.
“That’s her.” Jane pointed with her chin.
Jen turned to look and then immediately looked away again. The girl in question was built like a refrigerator–large and bocky–with an 80s biker gang haircut and a ripped denim jacket…and she was staring at the two of them.
“So what are you going to do?”
“Play it smart. I mean, look at her. How could I take her on?”
Honestly, Turkey and Greece had this rivalry for as long as they could remember. Even when the younger nation had been under Turkey’s command, he did everything he could to annoy him; like fall asleep on the job and keep cats around ’cause Greece knew Turkey was allergic to them.
rivalry tend to make people stronger and give more effort. these self-created bad-boys are a part of my nature as an athlete. Sometimes, ive come to realize that they can be poisonous, but most of the time, I just end up winning.
we fought over the stupidest of things at first. and of course, as do all things in life, they grew more serious. into things that hurt us both and hit too close to home (or they would have, if we had one). you are the sole reason i was driven to the brink of despair once, twice, more than i can count, and you are the sole reason i came back. and you know what? to tell the truth, i’m really glad i met you.
justice
riot
people
place
injustice
madness
destruction
mess
posters
vandalism
conflict
competition
battle
riot
France and England had always had an odd rivalry. It made no sense to everyone else, but they had this secret agreement that they would always try to get on the other’s nerves. It really annoyed each other, but they agreed that it was tradition.
It was so unfair. That evil little thing always got what I deserved. She ripped it right from my hands with her deceptive ways. Lies. They were all lies and I needed to find a way to get rid of her, no matter what it took.
i’ve always hated you. the way you smile when people compliment you, the way you chuckle to yourself silently when something amuses you, the look on your face when you get a test back and you did better than anyone else. your hair is always shiny, your face always radiant. i don’t know how you do it, but i hate it. i want, more than anything, to be better than you are.
you’re pretty as drugs, with your hair curled and your eyes cold as ice. there’s nothing in a name here. they’ve fucked us empty and left us to die; it’s only you and me, now.
let’s go home, pretty girl. let’s go home.
As much as I want to love and be in love, I refuse to be in rivalry with any woman over any man. If he wants me he will show me, I should never have to compete.
One of the things they enjoyed doing together the most was watching Renji fuck things up with Kurosaki. The kid tried to be nice and keep his cool, but he just couldn’t help but argue and get into physical altercations with Ichigo, and after watching it for about a year, Ikkaku was starting to think that the two of them liked it that way.
It really bothers me that there’s something about you that makes me want to compete. Whenever you’re near or even mentioned I whip out a mental ruler. I usually don’t care about being the best, but when it comes to you, I absolutely must measure up.
The meeting took over an hour, but made little progress. Dave could tell there was some rivalry between the two lawyers, but they were meticulously polite throughout. He spent the time watching the two of them as his mother in law sat across the table from him, staring through him as if she was watching him through two-way glass.
Rivalry triggers ambition. Rivalry can destroy. Rivalry is something I don’t feel comfortable with. It doesn’t matter if it is my own rivalry towards somebody else or if it’s somebody elses rivalry towards me.
I’ve had a friend once in a while, who alwas got in fights. He got beat up several times and after a while I asked him: “What is it with you and all these fights?” And he replied: “Some people I do love as friends and some I do love as rivals.”
Between two sisters when theres only one chocolate roll left………
The facedown between the two grannies began with a glare and a stolen 10% off M&S voucher.
One, dressed in electric yellow, lifted her handbag above her head with a sly smile and the other, in a polka dot pink, with a tin of heinx beans at her side.
“Game on.” Electron tide hissed under her breath.
“You wish.” Shadow fly replied with a cackle.
Not really experienced it. maybe i only compete with myself. would be interesting to have one though. sounds dramatic and fun. but it would have to be a nemesis, i don’t do frenemies.
Aha. That’s the thing I’ve been whining about. Very few people get rid of their ego, eh?
fight with another one, you are not good enough, choose another way to do it
male relationships are always about rivalry to some extent. it’s about competition — in every situation, there’s always a winner and a loser, however minute those victories or losses might be.
we men have friends that make us feel good about ourselves and make us feel small. happiness is a combination of the two.
why can’t arsenal beat manchester united, even when those devils from manchester are at their worst?
arsenal-united is that one match in the season that finally gives us, the valiant heroes, the idealists, a chance to put those pragmatic braggards in their place.
and we never, ever take it. not since i was an my early teens, at least.
The bitterness of the rivalry was only matched by the outpouring of grief that came from watching the floods overtake the homes and hovels that were along the shorelines. There was no way to match wits with the strength of the river.
Rivalry is something that happens between siblings. Not always though. I don’t usually fight with my siblings over love interests. Sometimes though. But not really. But sometimes a little bit if they’re really cute. By that I mean…I don’t know what I mean by that.
“This petty rivalry would see both our families fall in the wake of lesser men and I, for one, am unwilling to allow such a thing.”
He sighed in reluctant agreement. “Then what do you suggest, Lady Wisnet?”
The lady smiled over thr brim of her teacup. “I suggest we end it, lord Farrow, in the only way we can.” she paused, nk diubt for effect, “Marriage.”
He sputtered, “I’m flattered but-”
She waved him off. “Oh not us, you old goat; I meant our children.”
One punch, and he was out. The other guy, the one who had been punched, was fine (more or less), but that didn’t mean he could stay in my house.
They fought. They one. Yes, both of then won, and yes, they became one. It was an internal conflict of a divided mind. Every mind is divided into sections, naturally.
There bond wasn’t through love or hate, but rivalry. For some reason the two of them couldn’t stand the fact that there was no way to tell who was stronger. That’s how it started.
One side vs another. Rivalry to me doesn’t also have to be such a terrible thing. Sometimes you need to have the fire spark inside you to know something is really important. As humans we push each other. Rivalry is what makes the world go around.
Rivalry could not even begin to describe the relationship between them. Hate could not begin to describe the utter animosity they felt toward each other. Total war, that’s what state the resided in; total love.
They had had this rivalry since they were children. Neither of them knew why exactly. When they had met for the first time their first thought was presumably “I’m better than you” and this would linger on them their whole life. Ironically they both died on the same day as if they even wanted to continue their own competition on the other side.
I’ve already written about this word. Is there a way that I can get a different word? also must I actually submit what I write? I am too ashamed of my lack of writing skill to do that. Also I must input my email and I already get enough junk emails that I don’t read as it is. I will just do it anyways so I can see what lies ahead.
“Aw, cmon, that was totally sixty seconds,” Meda says, rolling up onto the counter and bouncing her knife from hand to hand.
I roll my eyes because no it wasn’t. She nudges me with her toes, eyes shimmering with mischief.
“Two out of three, then?”
“Three out of five.”
There was a rivalry between me and the person on the other side of the classroom that was undeniable and, quite honestly, smelly. I was sure she was wafting it and grinning from the idea that she could overpower me.
It’s a strange dynamic.
I live on 234 Oakstreet, she lives across from there; we have this strange ritual every morning. Walk outside, look at eachother, wait for the bus. And sometimes I sneak glances her way, furiously brooding over the way her fingers skim over a phone I can’t afford, or the way she flips back her hair, knowing what an attractive person she is.
For people like me, whether you flip back your hair or leave it hanging in your face, it doesn’t make much of a difference. We’re all ugly here.
Brothers and sisters hating each other. That’s what it’s come to these days. The rivalry between them forces them to do dirty acts, bits of malice spiced with bitter guts. Rivalry. The one thing that comes between family as thick as smog.