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Like my actual debut, there were plans of giving me a surprised birthday party today. My Psychology block mates designed an elaborate plan that would involve me going around campus and finally allowing me to end up at this cafeteria the block has seemed to call our own which was littered with balloons, cards, and a cake.
Surprises among surprises, though; I did not show up because I was caught up somewhere else.
No matter how much we think we have done great jobs planning ahead, life is always a succession of surprises. No matter how prepared we think we are, there would always be loopholes; always windows - an accident, a leak, a surprise - that will change things. It won't matter how big or small or inessential or minute this is, because if it happens, it happens.
And that's alright, we're human, after all. No one expects perfection from us, except perhaps ourselves. We fear surprises because we think it makes us vulnerable, when really all we have to do is let life take on its path.
And whether or not it takes on this journey through surprises is not our problem, all that we have to do is make it happen.
Because whether or not surprises happen, or whether or not we've planned our life to the most intricate detail, life continues to go on.
And so we have to let it.