I can plan well. Most days, I wake up and don’t really plan much. Today, I planned ahead because I wanted it to be perfect and I wanted to make everyone happy. But that’s where my mistake began. I tried to make things perfect. I was flexible but I guess there are some things you can’t work your way around. No matter how perfect I may have planned everything or how perfect I did every single thing, none of it matters if the people around me can’t stop fucking around and be on time like they all promised me they would be.