Do you know what successful people have in common? It’s reading. They read, a lot.
Rich people like Mark Zuckerberg, Bill Gates, Elon Musk and Oprah Winfrey – all of them practice the habit of reading. Even Warren Buffett said that the key to success is a stack of books – “Read 500 pages like this every day. That’s how knowledge works. It builds up, like compound interest. All of you can do it, but I guarantee not many of you will do it.”
Last week I read something on Facebook. It’s about a lady passenger expressing her dismay (more of a rant actually) on a guy who refuses to give up his seat for her. I just silently watched as comments poured in. Different opinions were thrown out. It was quite (
funny) entertaining and it got viral, but amidst that a question haunts us all – is chivalry dead?
It’s the weekend again. For most of us, this means it’s time to unwind and relax. I usually just do that, I just lay on the bed and pretend I’m a carrot. But I think it’s time to put my weekends to better use and so should you. They say that how you spend your weekends can define the outcome of your entire week. So we need activities that will rejuvenate, rather than exhaust or disappoint us. We need to feel a sense of accomplishment even on Sundays so that we’ll be motivated to tackle the next challenge which is the dreadful Monday.
Have you heard of P90x? If you haven’t yet then don’t research about it – unless you’re really interested in getting into some serious shit. This post is about that, it’s an exercise and I hate it. If you despise exercise too then just don’t bother reading the rest of this post. But if you’re already into deep with your relationship with food & you’d like to get fitter and healthier then stay on brother/sister.
I was one among those who hurriedly downloaded Pokemon Go as soon as its digital feet landed on the app store. With a big grin on my face, I started swiping my phone shouting, “Pikachu I choose you!”. And yes I caught Pikachu. After that, it was all Rattata and Pidgey. So I walked more. Slowly my Pokedex turns from gray figures to colorful Pokemon. I’m so hyped, I felt like a kid again. For days I became a Pokemon master and I walked many miles just to hatched those eggs hoping for a Snorlax or Lapras (only to get that Nicki Minaj Pokemon all the time). It was still a lot of fun, though. But for the love of Pikachu, I must STOP.
Once upon a time, a man created a list. On this list are the goals and task he needed to fulfill in order to be successful in life. It was very well created, a great list. But that man neither finish that list nor did he became successful.
You see that story was about me. I diagnosed myself as a chronic procrastinator and if there’s a title for that, I would have earned it. It affected both my professional and personal life to a point that it is considered as self-sabotage.
They say that once procrastination becomes your lifestyle it would affect every domain of your existence. You will miss opportunities, lose jobs and have a more complicated life. Some even get fat like me. The sad thing is I didn’t take this behavior seriously and I’m at the point now where I’m using it as an excuse to avoid change.