Maybe I'm too used to sudden changes in plans cos of the constant improvising of events that occurs out of nowhere. I used to think that it's because of my poor prediction skills and/or my ability to plan ahead, with plus-minus situations and buffering time included.

Imagine my surprise when I did not feel the frustration of a plan gone wayward this morning. There's no cursing in my head. Racking my brain for alternatives to make everything right. Everything just went... Smoothly.

Had breakfast at Mac, hotcakes with sausage. A little drizzle there, cool though. Cos I had my umbrella, ella ella, eh, eh, eh... Finished my breakfast at the designated time, 6.30AM, strolled to the bus stop singing "七里香". Reached piano teacher's house at 7:55AM.

It feels good really. To be able to carry out plans according to schedule. Just wished more of my life unrolls itself accordingly too.

Fat hope. (Literally, just look at my size. Hahahaha ^__^'' )