When I was 12 I had one of those cute flowery diary’s which had my life all planned out. Then we moved homes and it sadly got misplaced however, in varsity my eagerness for planning and dreaming out how my life could be in the next 10 years was ever more stronger. So I penned down how from the age of 24 I’d graduate with my honours degree, go on to do my masters degree, travel the world, perhaps work at some well known international organisation for a year, come back home then at age 30 start my business and then maybe consider getting married at the age of 32 and get pregnant before my eggs disappear.