i hate not knowing (***WARNING: irrational post***)

I hate it i hate it i hate it.

This whole sense of helplessness... when you don't know what you're going to do, not knowing what you're doing next term, what you're doing for summer, what you're doing over the weekend, what you're eating for dinner. Not knowing when you're going back to your nice warm bed. And even then, not knowing if you'll be able to sleep.

Not knowing what's on people's minds. Not knowing if this or that will happen. If they do (not), then what?

Stems from man's self-centredness and pride i guess. Wanting to be in the know, be in control. I'm such a godd*mn microplanner, I can't stand myself sometimes.

Can't stand it. eargh.