illusions

Last night was prom night... and as much as i'd hate to admit it... it's one of those i'd never forget.
As before i was cinderella again, but in the few hours i spent there were already too much for a whole evening.
Truth be told, cinderella is in fact my favorite fairy tale growing-up. not because she got the prince, nor because her dreams came true, but because i saw in that story the choices that she made.
there was an air of predestination in the story. i never saw cinderella as the martyr-stereotypical-hero- of-soaps. sure she was mistreated by everyone, and she was portrayed as the optimistic one who doesn't know how to get angry; but look at it this way... cinderella believed in something else. she made a choice not to be angry nor apathetic to the life that she has. she accepted it as it is. cinderella knew that somethings were for her and something weren't- predestination.
it is somehow a perfect example of "the universe conspiring in your favor".
some things aren't for you and you just have to accept it becuase it means God has written a whole different plot for your happily ever after.