Niche Report 2008

As of today, I’ve been marketing on the internet for 5 years and spoken in over 10 countries on the topic of internet marketing, especially marketing in niche markets. Well, this doesn’t truly make someone a Guru-- not by the time spent but by the result he’s living and the success stories gotten. Some spend a year and already made a million online while there are cases where people spend more than 5 years but are just making 500 bucks a month. The difference? Other than the pep-talk of being positive, persistence and all of that usual stuff, it’s what they got—the right insider information, resources and proven system. I don’t make a million online overnight or in a month. I started just like everyone else which is kind of dumb because there were shortcuts that I didn’t take. Here’s an extracted short story of my history I wrote back on October 15, 2006 on my blog: = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = I can still remember my dad said... "Why don't he gets a real job?" He was referring to me at that time. It was year 2003 when I was "self-employed" -- doing my own stuff which my dad doesn't really have a clue what EXACTLY I'm doing. "Do you know what he's doing?" Asked my dad to my mum.

Mum doesn't have much clue as well but she believes in me. More of that later on. You see, I can't blame Dad to think like that at all. Dad's been driving taxi for over 10 years now. He's a hard-working blue collar worker – Wakes up in the morning, have a good breakfast (Butter Copyright Patric Chan 2008, Niche Marketing 2.0 ™ System 4 and bread) at home and off he goes driving to bring back the money for the family. Every single day he works... 7 days a week. There's no such thing as an off day unless the family is having some sort of outing or, if he's sick. And if he felt sick, he really does. Driving taxi may looks easy to most people. I mean, how tough could be to stay focus on the road with all of the senses God given? But have you try driving for 8 hours a day... 365 days -- multiply that by 10 years? And you don't get to meet nice passengers everyday, my friend. I respect my Dad. I just don't know how to tell him that I love him.