Last week it was A Walk to Remember. This week, it's Maid in Manhattan.

I want a Landon Carter. I want a Chris Marshall (and can I say? I love Ralph Fiennes' eyes! *swoon* And the smile! *swoon*). I want a love story like that. Someone who will sweep me off my feet and turn my world upside down in the nicest way possible.

I swear. I wish that in writing this, I'll be prophetic: By waiting, I know God will write me a love story that is just as (or even more) breathtaking as the ones in the movies.

Awwww. I wonder when will HBO show Two Weeks Notice. Hee hee.