Nothing goes the way we plan it. I know that for sure. Iean,I planned my life. Finish high school with a good grade, enter college, finish college with a wonderful degree, find a decent job, find love, settle down, give birth to wonderful kids and finally, die happy. But that changed the moment I knew I had cancer. Now I'm trying to keep myself alive and not die. How sad.
Then we move to the part where we are now. Now I know I have cancer, I'm trying to survive it so I planned that too. Quit school to focus on not dying, sleep, wake up, eat play some mobile games, eat, take my meds, sleep, wake up, eat again, go out for a stroll _ if I feel like it, which I never _ sleep, wake up eat and it continues like that. Until mom and dad said I need to leave the house. Which spoils my plans. Again.