It amazes me how the educational system continues to stuff pupils' heads with expired theories and names of rivers they will never even mention again, yet it fails to teach kids basic skills they will so desperately need in life.
How to manage rejection.
How to stay focused.
How to keep going after having failed a hundred times.
Showing posts with label hapiness. Show all posts
Showing posts with label hapiness. Show all posts
Sunday, October 2, 2011
Wednesday, September 28, 2011
Life’s a bitch and then you die?
Everyone is miserable at work. We're all frowning, and snapping, and
cursing. That gives me some relief. So it's not just me, I'm not crazy. And
finally, I can stop faking engagement (not that anyone seemed to care about it anyway).
Labels:
alarming facts,
business,
hapiness,
quitting,
work
Sunday, September 25, 2011
Compassion is so rare
In the time when needing is shameful and anything but perfect is a turnoff,
compassion as an essential interpersonal skill has become dramatically
neglected. Socially desirable interactions revolve exclusively around the
positive, no matter what people want, think or feel. How are you is a
formality and any other answer than fine makes the interlocutor uncomfortable.
And we cannot afford putting others in a weird spot in this pleasure dominated
age, so we hide or split into two Selves, the popular one and the other.
We meet, we talk, but we say nothing.
We spend tremendous amounts of time in the same schools, neighborhoods and workplaces, yet we know nothing about each other.
In a place with seven billion of us, it’s never been so hard to really talk to someone.
We meet, we talk, but we say nothing.
We spend tremendous amounts of time in the same schools, neighborhoods and workplaces, yet we know nothing about each other.
In a place with seven billion of us, it’s never been so hard to really talk to someone.
Sunday, September 18, 2011
We are what we want
Here’s a question for you: what do you want?
Not for breakfast, not for your birthday, but from life.
What is your purpose? Do you have one? What do you want to be remembered for? Do you even care if you will be remembered at all?
Not for breakfast, not for your birthday, but from life.
What is your purpose? Do you have one? What do you want to be remembered for? Do you even care if you will be remembered at all?
Labels:
acceptance,
girl interrupted,
goals,
hapiness,
life,
loneliness,
music,
purpose,
the truth,
wants,
wilco
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