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Plan Vs On-the Go

Are you a person who plans a lot or someone who does things at the spur of the moment? Heavy into detailing or the easy-going type? Hmmm, let's see how much your poor psyche can be tortured and drilled on this issue, till it can take no more and starts swearing &*#%@# back at me. Not that it'll hamper my thought process in any way, mind you. Read on.

Planners are people who are always meticulous and at times, even ridiculously detail oriented. Usually, their actions are always thought out way in advance, broken into smaller tasks, deadlines laid out and executed to the tee, with perfection. Sounds like a corporate level merger plan? Nah. It could be as mundane as going for a haircut or washing their car.

Highly cautious is these people's approach to life even if it borders on paranoiac tendencies, because they do not like any deviations in their plans. If their car needs a wash, darn it, they'd be standing at the carwash - even if it's raining cats and dogs outside. Also, if you ask what's the most spontaenous thing that they've ever done, they'll excitedly tell you about the time they threw a sudden party - after just 2 days, 48 hours and 2880 minutes of planning.

On-the-goers are people who never think too much in advance about anything. They may or may not be hedonists, but these people are very casual in their basic approach towards life. Taking whatever that comes their way, good and bad would be their dogma. Shoddy and lack of clear direction might cost them a lot but, like it or not, this is what comes naturally for these dreamers. They are the ones that would laugh hysterically if you ask them for their future plans and maybe throw you out of the window, because that's what's their whim at that instinct.

Ok, with the help of my intuitive analytical mind and acute powers of observation, I've somehow managed to box every single member of human race into these two broadest categories. Phew, it was a lot of hard work and I had to do so much of planning and strategy for this topic. And, I do really want to write more, but on a spur of the moment, I've decided to scrap all this stuff and take a looong break. So, Ciao!

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