“What are you planning on doing this summer?”
“What are you planning on doing after you’re done you’re undergrad degree?”
These are questions many university students such as I get quite often. Later on in my life perhaps I’ll get questions like such
“Where are thinking of living?”
…and maybe even one day..
“When are you both planning on having kids?”
We like to plan. If plan A doesn’t work, well there’s plan B and so on. Not all plans turn out the way we want it though. I find sometimes when things don’t work out, that’s maybe what keeps us bitter. When things end or when things don’t work out, it’s upsetting to think about how our plans failed.
Yet I can guarantee you that it’s almost inevitable for us to go back to planning yet again afterward. (I know some people are not like this…maybe a lot of people are not like this actually)
Ok so sometimes plans do work. I just want to raise in this post that sometimes they don’t work and when that comes to our realization it hits us hard.
If I look at my life, well I was ripped of someone so early and there went all my plans. The things I had planned on asking help, advice, it all went crashing down that early morning. At that moment I loss a role model, so many “clichés” that life was supposed to assign me and so so much more...
Even friendships and relationships, we plan an ideal in our minds and it sometimes it doesn’t turn out the way we want it. Friends may back stab, you may hurt a friend or make a mistake that ends a relationship, someone might not feel the same way about you, etc.
Actually, I was just watching an Indian movie where two people’s plans of being together, getting married, having a family is all halted and shattered. Why? …Well the man had a terminal heart condition. He was dying…and eventually dies at the end.
Why is it then that we keep planning? Maybe we plan to be safe, in terms of career paths, financial planning, etc. Planning like such I can understand.
But what boggles my mind is how we keep planning the different facets of our lives when we keep getting disappointed. I wonder if there’s a social psychology theory that would explain why individuals have a need to plan. I’m still searching.
“What are you planning on doing after you’re done you’re undergrad degree?”
These are questions many university students such as I get quite often. Later on in my life perhaps I’ll get questions like such
“Where are thinking of living?”
…and maybe even one day..
“When are you both planning on having kids?”
We like to plan. If plan A doesn’t work, well there’s plan B and so on. Not all plans turn out the way we want it though. I find sometimes when things don’t work out, that’s maybe what keeps us bitter. When things end or when things don’t work out, it’s upsetting to think about how our plans failed.
Yet I can guarantee you that it’s almost inevitable for us to go back to planning yet again afterward. (I know some people are not like this…maybe a lot of people are not like this actually)
Ok so sometimes plans do work. I just want to raise in this post that sometimes they don’t work and when that comes to our realization it hits us hard.
If I look at my life, well I was ripped of someone so early and there went all my plans. The things I had planned on asking help, advice, it all went crashing down that early morning. At that moment I loss a role model, so many “clichés” that life was supposed to assign me and so so much more...
Even friendships and relationships, we plan an ideal in our minds and it sometimes it doesn’t turn out the way we want it. Friends may back stab, you may hurt a friend or make a mistake that ends a relationship, someone might not feel the same way about you, etc.
Actually, I was just watching an Indian movie where two people’s plans of being together, getting married, having a family is all halted and shattered. Why? …Well the man had a terminal heart condition. He was dying…and eventually dies at the end.
Why is it then that we keep planning? Maybe we plan to be safe, in terms of career paths, financial planning, etc. Planning like such I can understand.
But what boggles my mind is how we keep planning the different facets of our lives when we keep getting disappointed. I wonder if there’s a social psychology theory that would explain why individuals have a need to plan. I’m still searching.