What I hate about planning is that after doing lots of planning sometimes, you just have nothing to show for it. Like this Europe trip. I’ve been planning it for like a month or something now. It feels like anyways. And everytime I seem to be getting somewhere with it, something happens so I have to replan. Or refix or something. It’s becoming increasingly frustrating and I’m beginning to just give up. I should just take a month off, rock up to the airport and say, “mystery flight please”. Hah.
I get it, I really do. I’m lucky that all I need to think about for planning the trip is when I want to go. I can get time off work, or just quit my job if need be and I have saved the money so I could leave now if I wanted. And I get that that’s not the case for everyone. And it’s difficult to get parents to agree and it’s difficult to budget and it’s difficult to work it into your general life plan. That’s fine. But when you’re trying to plan, it’s a bloody headache.
So what does that mean? Well, I was going to travel alone. But mum said that going to Europe in late Oct/early Nov is not a good idea because it’s gets pretty cold. And I don’t like the cold. Plus it gets dark early so won’t have as much time to see stuff. That’s a valid argument really. Which means I should travel in September, before going to Hong Kong for my aunt’s thing. FINE. That’s fine. Except Animania is on the 30th Sept/1st Oct. o_O
Well, I pretty much got that choice taken away from me anyways. My parents were keen on going to Central Europe (Austria, Hungary, Czechoslovakia, etc.) but they can only travel in September. So I can either, go in Oct, by myself for 24 days in freezing cold and darkness. Or I can go in Sept in ‘relative’ warmth and have some companions for at least half the trip. Cos they’re not interested in France, Germany or Italy. What kind of loser travels by themself? Me. That’s who. So it looks like I’ll be going on a 12 day tour of Western Europe by myself and then a 13 day tour of Central Europe with my parents before flying to HK for about 5 days. This is all fine and dandy except it means I miss Animania.
This was going to be my last Animania, as I’ll be working full-time next year and I really doubt I’ll have the time or the energy to do it again. Even more so, band is meant to be playing and I don’t really want to miss that opportunity. And this is why not doing what’s best for yourself gets you into trouble. If I was to go in Oct by myself I probably wouldn’t enjoy it so much. Fuck. I don’t know. Sometimes it’s better to have no choice. What’s really shitting me is that all this time spent planning and re-planning is really upsetting me and it’s distracting me from studying. Maybe I’ll just fail Comp Eng and not go anywhere at all.
