I hate my dad for letting me believed in fairy tales,

 happy ending and for reading me boooks about how they lived happily ever after..

i remember when i was a child he always told me 

"darling, someday your prince will come and offer you pure love and you will lived happily ever after."

 oh how was that? 

well at this point of mah life I don't want to believe in that stuff again..

Now i ask mah self...ilang palaka pa kaya ang ang kailangan kong halikan para makita at makilala ang prinsipe ko?...hanggang kailan pa kaya ako matutulog bago dumating ang prinsipe na hahahlik sa akin?...at malalaman kaya ng prinsipe na sa akin ang glass slipper na yun?

well i think it really takes time...to find Mr.prince...who knows?