First, I wanted to build my dream house wherein I will put up a garden full of flowers.
Second, I've always wanted to just frolic in a flower field. Run, dance, pick flowers, take pictures - enjoy life. Whenever I see one, I gasp.
Writing. I love writing. I love the idea of how you can express thoughts and emotions through words. I plan to become a writer. A writer who will share her ideas not because she just wants to, but because she has stories to tell. Stories that will wreak havoc to someone's emotions. Stories that must be relevant and real. I want to stay away from the usual "and they lived happily ever after", rather than, "It's not the end of all. It will continue because life is going on....."
I want to sit under a tree, with him. And when the night comes, we will lay our heads together and watch the stars.
I wanted to wear a wedding dress. These are my picks.
|I love laces|
|The "bongga" gown|
|In love with the lace up details at the back|
Of course, now that I have my dream wedding dress, I also dream of becoming married.. to the man I love the most. Maybe a garden wedding? Or under a tree wedding.
And after the wedding, I want to go to the City of Love, Paris and see the Eiffel Tower, especially at night. Most importantly, with him.
And lastly, I want to have kids of my own. And we will be a happy family, able to defend each other, able to understand and be strong so that one can hold on to another. I want to have a caring, tough, yet has a gentle and selfless heart husband. I hope that one day, when I'm on the verge of happiness and contentment, I'll be able to say to myself that at some point in my life, I dream, just like anybody else. And by that time, I know that those dreams can really turn into reality, and that one can dream, and be happy, just like the author. :)