Ruined Life-long Plans

They say nothing happens according to plan. Everything is unexpected. Life is full of surprises. I remember my high school classmate telling me that if you want to go on a gimik with your friends, you better not plan it. Because if you do, it won't happen.

This thought actually saddens me. I like making plans. I'm actually good at making plans. And when I plan, I write my thoughts down. I draw them too, sometimes. The variety of my plans stretch a mile. I have yearly, monthly, bi-monthly, weekly, daily, hourly, and even minute-ly (lol kidding) plans. In other words, I make plans for almost everything. Because having plans (which are basically doodles) always makes feel motivated. Plans make me look forward to something, everyday. They get me on track. They help me focus. Even if sometimes, things don't go according to what I planned. Nonetheless, I still make them.

Things happening not according to what we planned because of emergencies or bad weather is disappointing. But things happening not according to plan because somebody suddenly gets in the picture? Just insane.

Imagine how I felt when I figured my life-long plans aren't going to happen exactly as I've planned them. Leeds. Tokyo. Scuba diving. A hip tattoo. Law school. Crash course in video editing. Condo unit. Surfing. Everyday at the beach... Imagine how I felt when I figured these plans aren't going to happen because of one person. Disappointment might be an understatement of what I felt. I might have been very angry. I might have killed that person who ruined everything. I might have, but I did not. I wasn't disappointed, I didn't get angry and most certainly, I didn't kill anyone. I, actually, am happy with this turnout.

Now this sounds cheesy but this blabber will lose its tiny bit of sense if I don't say it so here goes (I made this entry for him anyway). Instead of getting disappointed because of my ruined life-long plans, I was happy. Cos finally these plans are meant not just for one person, but for two people (or who knows, maybe 3 or more). Finally, I have someone to do things with. Someone to go places with. And someone to accomplish plans with. Finally, I have someone. And he makes every inch of me, happy!

Life is indeed full of surprises. All along I thought that an accomplished plan renders the best feeling. Well I am mistaken. There is one person who would come in our life when we least expect him/her to. That person might not work with our plans, he/she actually might ruin our plans, but it doesn't mean that our life will become a mess. For what we know, our life is already a mess and his/her arrival is to actually fix things up. All I can say is, accomplishing plans is good, getting surprises--better. Haha.