Why don't we accept our flaws, and move on?... Instead of picking at them, and picking at them, and picking at them?

I'm looking to talk to someone as driven as me. I'm looking to talk to someone my age who actually takes this blogging thing as serious as I do. I'm looking for someone who has as much passion for business, art, and philosophy as I do (yes, they're varied topics, but that's the point).

That kid that chooses to constantly ask "why" in class is the one truly learning anything. You might not notice it at a quick glance, but all those "yes kids" who listen, agree instantly, and nod their heads in unison are actually learning less than that kid who stands out from the group by questioning the teacher's every word.

When you ask people for their opinions on what you should focus on you get varied responses. Some people tell you to niche. Others tell you to have varied taste and dip into a little of everything. I'm telling you to do both; at different times.

One thing I learned from dancing is that there are three types of people in this world. 1- The ones who stress first and stress later. 2- The ones who relax first and stress later. 3- And the ones who stress first and relax later.

Some people argue that they use Twitter and Facebook because of how easy it is to share and receive information. And I agree, but I would rather go into the root of all of this and say people use them because they make it easier to connect.

I think hope, not hopelessness, is evil. Yes, hope is an evil, and probably one of the worst because it deceives us into thinking that it's not one. Hopelessness on the other hand is a blessing in disguise.

You remember all that stuff I said about January being the hardest month (the last week especially)? Well, throw that out the window; February is by far the worst Dymaxion Sleep month I've ever had. And again, all the thanks goes to one thing; my social life.

I read about 21 books per week. I'm able to do this buy combining four things: Audio Books, Speed Listening, Speed Reading, and Polyphasic Sleep.

Do you know what will make you happy for the next ten years? How 'bout five? four? three?! If you're anything like me, then you'll truthfully answer no (if you're not, then you'll lie and say yes). None of us can predict what will make us happy in the years ahead of us.