Planning Sucks

Is it true that when you plan things, they don’t work out? Because that’s the way it seems to be with me. I can’t recall any situation where I planned something and it actually worked out. I applied to two universities a year after I graduated high school, and since most of my friends went to one, I made plans on what to do when I got there. But then I got accepted to the other university I applied to, the one I didn’t plan to go to, and the one I planned to go to told me: next year. I couldn’t wait another whole year, so here I am, in a university I didn’t plan to go to. I planned to get married by the time I was 20, I am 20, still not married, and no plans to for a while (just in case it is true, in which case if I keep planning then I will never get married). I planned that since I was lucky to have thin eyebrows, that I would only pluck my eyebrows when I got married, so that I would look different. I started plucking a few months ago, and I truly regret it. It does make you look older. I planned that even though I’m not overweight, I would exercise, to stay healthy and keep in shape; and also to get used to it so even when I’m married (with much greater chances of gaining weight) I would be so used to working out that I would stay thin forever. Hard labor (exercise) still bores me, and the only form of exercise I’ve had for the last month was dancing (that counts, right?). Every single time I plan an outing with my cousins, I swear, SOMETHING comes up to ruin it. Ask my cousin Saeeda. I made a bet with her one day about something we were sure was going to happen, and I told her if we planned on it, it wouldn’t happen. Sure enough, it didn’t. Ane when we were sure something would definetly NOT happen, it did. All that planning gone to waste, and now, like me, she is a firm believer that you should never plan anything. Most of the time if it’s a last minute, hey let’s do this thing, then everything goes well. Last time I made major plans to go to AD and what I would do when I got there, and I was sure nothing could happen to ruin my plans, for some reason everything got cancelled (I don’t remember why, but I’m sure I wrote a post on that). And a few weeks ago, mom decided, out of the blue, to drive to AD, it was totally unplanned, and I ended up having a great time for a couple of weeks. For my cousin’s wedding, I had planned to buy a nice, golden gown from a boutique in Al-Ain. I also planned that we would go to AD a few days before the wedding so we could…plan some more. I told the boutique to hold the dress for me. When I went back the dress was gone, I went to another shop and bought my last-minute decision short cream dress, on the SAME day of the wedding (yes, the plan to go to AD a few days earlier got messed up too!).
Does this post have a point?
Yes, to make this speculation more than just a theory: since I’ve been back from AD, I’ve been making plans for when I was to go back (which was to be today) and what I would do once I got there. Unsurprisingly, mom’s car broke down last night, and we’re not going. I have to call all three cousins and tell them I won’t be able to see them for a while now. It’s not like they’re going to change any of their plans, but I AM GOING TO MISS OUT.
Is someone out there trying to tell me something?
By the way, when I wake up, I might delete this post. It’s 11.38 am, and I’ve been awake since yesterday 4.00 pm, which means 19 straight hours of watching TV and reading Jeffrey Archer. I’m not thinking straight.I’m going to try to stay awake a bit longer, see how long I can take it without sleep, and milk this lack-of-sleep-high as much as possible. Results of this experimentation in my next post.