what is mine?

i was wondering, as i am sure every girl in this world is: who is my prince charming?

will i be like Elizabeth Bennet who didn't like her Mr. Darcy at first sight?

or will it be like with what had happened with Marianne Dashwood who spent tearful nights because her Mr. Willoughby had actually been engaged to somebody else?

will my prince charming be like Pip who had loved his Estella from the time he set his eyes on her and will do anything just to have her?

or will he be something like Heathcliff who selfishly loved his Catherine to destruction, where death can't take them apart?

every love story here in the world is somehow the same. prince met his princess, something will test their feelings, and they'll just either end up together or not at all. funny how the universe play in our lives.

it's always our choice, destiny is not something we should rely on.
you make your own path. you make your own way to which you'll take.

you should learn to deal with things, muster some courage, say a little prayer. determination.faith.


every human being asks for many things when all they need is one--love.
from the beginning of time, we were taught how to love but it seems not all of us had mastered the art of loving...and being loved.

who then is mine? who is yours? no one knows until they've chance upon it. one great love. do all of people in this world found theirs? what is there to give, what is there to gain? all life story is written by the same hand. what is mine then? what is there to choose from? as all lives being connected, had my someone been tapped on his back and realized there i was, waiting for him?

it has always been waiting. i chose to wait but nothing happened. is that the way of telling me that's not the road? will i choose to act? oh, yes, maybe...i must act. i should.