Time and money is on everyone’s lips, and if you’re not paying attention, you’ll soon find yourself with neither time on your hands nor money in your pocket. Fortunately, there is a powerful tool that can protect these scarcest of resources. This tool will neither take up any of your time nor cost you any money to acquire. It is free and instantly available to anyone who has the courage to wield it. This tool is nothing more and nothing less than the ability to say “No.”
Posts Tagged ‘story’
Time and Money
Posted in Step Up, tagged interpersonal, money, no time, peace of mind, story on August 23, 2012| 3 Comments »
Work Hard, Play Hard, Rest
Posted in Master Your Mind, tagged peace of mind, philosophy, rest, story on August 12, 2012| 8 Comments »
My aim in writing is to stimulate the mind, rouse the heart, and stir the spirit. I want you to pursue your passions obsessively and unswervingly so that you may fulfill your every dream and desire. Working towards such ends may not always feel like work, so take care not to overextend yourself. Set aside time each day for rest. A talk with a friend and a leisurely stroll is preferable to facebook and “Angry Birds”. A relaxing shower is preferable to a beer (no matter how cold and refreshing it may be). And go to bed early enough to get 7 to 8 hours of sleep. I prefer 9 myself :)
How to Kiss a Girl for the First Time
Posted in Get The Girl!, tagged dating, how to, interpersonal, kiss, story on July 15, 2012| 2 Comments »
First, draw lips on your hand and practice. Just kidding. This post isn’t about the actual mechanics of kissing, but rather how to successfully plant that first smooch on your sweetheart-to-be.
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Lower East Side, New York City
I’m on the dance floor at La Caverna, absorbed by the loud music and spinning lights. I feel like a wooden puppet, animated by the energy streaming through me. Halfway across the room, I spot a slender brunette with a doll face–just my type. I basically like 2 kinds of girls: ones who look adorable, and Katy Perry. Her eyes lock onto mine drawing my body toward her like a helpless lamb being led to slaughter. I grab her hand as our dance rhythms begin to meld. Her eyes are glued to mine like sticky taffy. I can’t help myself. I go in for the kiss.
The Art of Persuasion
Posted in Step Up, tagged how to, interpersonal, persuasion, philosophy, story on June 13, 2012| 3 Comments »
“I won’t eat it,” I said as I pushed it to the edge of the plate with my fork.
Like most children, I loathed vegetables, especially broccoli. I thought it tasted bitter and the texture of the florets against my tongue felt like I was putting dirt into my mouth. Like most parents, my mom had tried (and failed) to get me to eat it. The battle was a hard-fought one. She assaulted me with her words. She cornered me in my room. She tried getting broccoli into my stomach by camouflaging them with melted-cheese, or stir-frying and cloaking them in oyster sauce. One time she even cut off my access to the dinner table, but as soon as she saw that I wouldn’t hesitate to starve myself, she finally conceded to working around my finicky palate. Yet by the following week, I was eating not only broccoli, but almost any vegetable that she put on my plate.
What had changed?
Patience – The Underrated Virtue
Posted in Master Your Mind, tagged media inspired, patience, philosophy, story on May 4, 2012| 2 Comments »
Two foxes are hiding among the brush watching a flock of chickens feeding in the barnyard. The younger fox says to the older one, “Let’s run over there and kill one of those chickens!” The older fox responds, “No. Let’s wait until they go to sleep in the coop tonight and kill all of them.”
There’s a meaningful difference between taking action “now, not later” versus acting on impulse. In the first case, the emphasis is on not waiting for conditions to be perfect before carrying out your plan. In the latter, on a lack of planning altogether. While it’s true that we should not sit idle while the world passes us by, it may be advantageous to think over your possibilities beforehand.





