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		<title>I hate the feeling</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 06 Sep 2010 12:42:14 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[In a moment of decision, the best thing you can do is the right thing to do. The worst thing you can do is nothing. Theodore Roosevelt Funny isn&#8217;t it? My last post was on hating school. Now I&#8217;m hating again and the object of hating is my feeling. Everytime i think of writing a [...]]]></description>
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<p><a href="http://busayoakanro.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/09/eat_that_frog2.jpg"><img class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-409" title="eat_that_frog" src="http://busayoakanro.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/09/eat_that_frog2.jpg" alt="" width="320" height="229" /></a></p>
<p><span style="color: #ff0000;">In a moment of decision,<br />
the best thing you can do is the right thing to do.<br />
The worst thing you can do is nothing.<br />
</span><em><span style="color: #ff0000;">Theodore Roosevelt</span></em></p></blockquote>
<p>Funny isn&#8217;t it? My last post was on hating school. Now I&#8217;m hating again   and the object of hating is my feeling. Everytime i think of writing a   post this year, I end up not feeling like it. Almost everytime I think of   doing something that is important and not urgent which is the quadrant   highly effective people operate in, I eventually don&#8217;t feel I&#8217;m in the   right frame of mind to do it. Don&#8217;t get me wrong, I&#8217;m not naturally a   hater but I&#8217;ve tried to motivate myself as much as possible but the   motivation ends when the adrenaline is used up.<span id="more-401"></span></p>
<p>I haven&#8217;t written more   than 2 posts in almost 200 days. If that isn&#8217;t bad, I&#8217;d like to know   what&#8217;s worse.  This feeling that I&#8217;m feeling or that I feel regularly is really pissing   me off. I&#8217;ve come to discover that no one ever makes it in life because   of their feelings. I&#8217;m sure people everywhere also have the same   experience I&#8217;ve described above with regards different things. I know you   are saying, why don&#8217;t you then do it when the adrenaline is pumping? why   don&#8217;t you eat that frog? As if you don&#8217;t know there are 1001 reasons why.   The frog is bitter&#8230;.The frog isn&#8217;t well cooked yet&#8230;I don&#8217;t have a   fork&#8230;The frog is too small&#8230;.The frog this, the frog that. Simply put,   it wont ofcourse be out of place to say that I&#8217;m suffering from a chronic   case of procastination.</p>
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<p>I hear there&#8217;s good procastination and there&#8217;s bad. That is it may not be   bad if I have acute &#8220;procastinitis&#8221;. Please forgive my word but I just   couldn&#8217;t help it. Good procrastination some say is avoiding errands to do   real work. I&#8217;m sure my own brand is in no way good.   I&#8217;m tired of responding to my feelings especially when those feelings   make me put off important decisions or make me do wrong things. I hate   the feelings that I&#8217;m feeling.</p>
<p>No wonder success is boring and   unemotional. Those who achieved it did it regardless of how they felt. If   there was something to be done, it must be done. I don&#8217;t want to stop   feeling, I want &#8220;feeling like&#8221;, I just want to do. Nike, I need your   inspiration right about now.  I hate the feeling, I&#8217;m sure of the doing. Can&#8217;t wait to start doing in   earnest what I&#8217;m sure of rather than what or how I feel.</p>
<blockquote><p><span style="color: #00ff00;">“Procrastination is the fear of success. People procrastinate because they are afraid of the success that they know will result if they move ahead now. Because success is heavy, carries a responsibility with it, it is much easier to procrastinate and live on the “someday I’ll” philosophy.”<br />
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		<title>Press &#8220;Enter&#8221;</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 29 Jan 2009 11:42:45 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[A few days ago, I attended a business meeting with my boss at Sheraton hotel. There was not much to the meeting except for welcoming the CEO of an Austrailian company who was coming for a week to hold seminars across the country on the product his company was marketing. Soon after we had held [...]]]></description>
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<p>A few days ago, I attended a business meeting with my boss at Sheraton hotel. There was not much to the meeting except for welcoming the CEO of an Austrailian company who was coming for a week to hold seminars across the country on the product his company was marketing. Soon after we had held the welcome ceremony, we set out for the office. I got in my boss&#8217;s car to drive while he sat on the passenger&#8217;s side. We also had a few of our friends and colleagues who had come for the welcome ceremony sitted behind in the car. As soon as I started the engine,  an annoying sound started from the controls inside the car.</p>
<p>The indication light read &#8220;Parking brakes disengaged&#8221;<span id="more-222"></span> or something like that. I tried to touch all the buttons I could to no avail. The inside of the car was like an airplane&#8217;s cockpit so there were many controls to fiddle with. My boss who owns the car tried as well to set things right but he couldn&#8217;t. We decided to keep on going anyway, since we weren&#8217;t far from the office. We hoped that one way or another, it would stop or when we got to the office, some techie would come and fix it.</p>
<p>As we travelled towards the office, my boss called the driver who had driven us to the hotel. He had dropped the keys and left because he was feeling ill. My boss asked him what he had done to the car and why it was screaming at us continually. The driver then told him on the phone that he didn&#8217;t touch anything. Apparently, the brake lining of the car had issues prior to then and it had been taken out pending when a replacement for it would be purchased. In taking out the brake lining, the sensor for the parking brakes had been removed; the brain box of the vehicle not seeing the sensor where it should be was now giving alarming signals indicating that the parking brakes were faulty.</p>
<p>So my boss was actually trying to find out if he had fiddled with something in that arena. Anyway, when it didn&#8217;t seem as if he had touched anything relating to the brakes, my boss asked him what we should do now. &#8220;Switch off the engine and switch it on again, and when you switch it on, don&#8217;t touch the park brake release lever&#8221;. he advised. My boss passed on the message to me. I trafficated and stopped the car and switched it off and on again. I avoided the brakes despite the fact that the noise came up again and after a few seconds it stopped and the indicator light went dead as well.</p>
<p>I laughed at myself and said out loud. When ever you have a problem that you don&#8217;t have an understanding of, just stop, go back to the beginning and try and trace the source. That is why I titled this post &#8220;Press Enter&#8221;. While typing on the keyboard, to return to the beginning of the line, you can press the &#8220;Enter&#8221; key otherwise called the &#8220;Return&#8221; key. Many times in life, if only we returned to the beginning when we get hooked on the journey to fulfillment or destiny, we would be able to instantly solve the problems we are facing.</p>
<p>Questions like &#8220;why am I alive?&#8221;, &#8220;why was I created?&#8221;, &#8220;why did I marry her?&#8221; &#8220;why did I pick up this job?&#8221;, &#8220;how did I get here?&#8221; and others relating to the afore mentioned questions point you in the direction of the beginning or the source. There&#8217;s a yoruba proverb that translates literally as &#8220;If you don&#8217;t know where you are going, ensure you know where you are coming from&#8221;. Wherever you are stuck right now regardless of the situation, please &#8220;Press Enter&#8221; and go back to the beginning. You may just discover where things went wrong.</p>
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