Self Improvement Expert

For a long time I have been studying various courses of self improvement. To be honest, I think I'm addicted to constantly improving myself and improving my life in pretty much every way.

Self improvement comes in an infinite variety of forms; academic improvement, physical improvement, health improvement, skills improvement, wealth improvement, the list is endless. If you think your education ended when you left school or University, you're doomed to failure in everything you do. If you do not actively seek out new ways to improve yourself and learn new skills, you will have truly wasted your life.

Self improvement is all about the journey. You will never reach the destination, but I certainly intend to get as close to it as I can!

Well, it's winter in the UK again, and we've got snow again, and the country has come to a standstill again. And we're probably the only country that suffers from this problem. We're definitely the only country to suffer from this problem on such a regular basis.t

This is a national embarassment. And it's a good indicator that we are no longer the great nation we thought we were. Instead, we're a nation of life's failures.

If

If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you
But make allowance for their doubting too,
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise;

If you can dream--and not make dreams your master,
If you can think--and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools;

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it all on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breath a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on!"

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings--nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;
If all men count with you, but none too much,
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And--which is more--you'll be a Man, my son!

Rudyard Kipling