woooo... i just watched spiderwick chronicles.. now i'm in a dilemma whether i want to be a faerie or an exotic beauty of the river squatting era... IF i'm given a chance la.*just in case before u start puking on your keyboard*

spiderwick was a beautiful fantasy that would have got me imagining for months at end.. if i were still a kid! imagining how cool it would have to be able to have my own griffin,to be talking to faeries, believe in sylphs and think that the trees do talk.

tat was my own little world! haha.

now that i'm older, hopefully wiser(if thats what u call that), innocence is gone... faeries are conveniently left behind.. my mom chucked out my faved fairytale collections and christmas stories... those are like, sooo rare now.. its impossible to find them ever again...

i'd like to be able to touch them again...

i dreamt of sitting on an eagle, flying among the clouds, i thought i'd just might fall, but i held on to its feathers on its back, leaned as closely on it as possible.. i saw beautiful green cliffs.. almost felt the cold wind... but when we landed, it was the cold hard concrete ground...

oh snap back to reality!