Once in the second year of university our teacher Amina Shamilyevna Rudy asked to write an essay about my plans for the future.
A had not passed it.
I often think about my future, but rather as a result there is not a plant but some desires and dreams.
I want to live alone, I want to be understand, I want to teach, maybe even philosophy, though I do not quite understand it, but I love, it is not really plans.
I understand that I have not money for living alone and be understood and I have not some necessary ability for teaching, this is just a dreams.
But I hope that in one day I will raise my level and be able to achieve all this.
In fact, I think that plans sucks because they are rarely implemented.
One thing is to plan what you cook for dinner, but quite another is to plan your life.
But even nearest plans may well not be realized, for example did not the right products in the shop.
I have some plans, but life has another.
I think it is better to act according to the situation.
Most likely such philosophy of life will not lead to anything good and I ended up sitting on the neck of my parents or successfully marry.
Now the most importantly for me is to read a pile of books and write a term work.
And these are my plans for the future.