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Change

I've been thinking alot about this whole notion of 'change' as of late. Funny why I didn't think much of it when Dr Lehman was talking about it a whole lot in my MNO lectures as I do now. Thanks to his inspiring lectures which were apparently sticky, I can still remember what he said. People often think that we are resistant to change, that people crawl back to their old routines and bad habits die hard, but perhaps we have under-evaluated the need for change and our ability to embrace change. The best example Dr Lehman has always used to illustrate how simple change can be is how he had made the lifelong decision to marry his dear wife he has spoken alot of endearingly in our lectures. THAT is change, but not that hard apparently ey? Again, he used another example; pertaining to his career and that some changes are required. The main question I want to pose is, how can we embrace change?

It never occurred to me how un-volatile I can be. I've always thought that I'm a flexible person, but I think I've been stuck in a lifestyle I've been so comfortable in for so long that perhaps I do need change.. A good change?

And to type all this while my nose is running is pretty amazing. Oh my.

And I haven't been blogging for abit. Time for music share! A captivating one by Mika!



Can you believe it? In the midst of shopping for a pyjamas pants at FOC jb, MTV was showing apparently and Qeen and I stood in front of the TV in the middle of the shop for awhile thanks to this song :D
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