What's next?

What's next?
Ever since i was a little girl, I embrace a romantic dream about my future-- When and where would i encounter my Mr. Right; what would he look like? What would he say to me when he proposals to me? And how about my beatiful wedding dress? How about the outdoor barbeque wedding party? How about my sweet sweet honeymoon?
Although HE didn't show up for 25 years, i am not worried at all. On the contrary, i enjoy designing different editions of these important and special occations in my life when i'm free or when i finish watching a romance. Whenever i see bad tempers of young ladies or the inresponsibility and carelessness of young men, i tell myself--No, none of these inperfect things wouldhappen to me or my lover.But now, i feel like a little child who has already get a present from Sanda Clause. i am HOLDING the gift of the year right in my hand -- NO MORE daydreaming, NO MORE uncertainty. Guess what i'm ganna do next? I WON'T open it! I don't dare to OPEN it. cause i've beening waiting for it for 25 years, it is so special to me that i can not accpect any disappointment. Time is passing with each hitting of the keyboard, i'm gettingmore nervous...Besides, without my sweet dream of Mr. Right, what to expect next? @_@

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