You know how when you were a little kid
and you believed in fairy tales,
that fantasy of what your life would be,

white dress,
prince charming who would carry you away to a castle on a hill.

You would lie in bed at night and close your eyes and you had complete and utter faith.

Santa Claus,
the Tooth Fairy,
Prince Charming,
they were so close you could taste them,

but eventually you grow up,
one day you open your eyes and the fairy tale disappears.

Most people turn to the things and people they can trust.
But the thing is its hard to let go of that fairy tale entirely cause almost everyone has that smallest bit of hope,
of faith,
that one day they will open their eyes and it will come true.

At the end of the day
faith is a funny thing.

It turns up when you don't really expect it.

Its like one day you realize that the fairy tale may be slightly different than you dreamed.

The castle,
well, it may not be a castle.
And its not so important happy ever after,
just that its happy right now.

See once in a while,
once in a blue moon,
people will surprise you ,

and once in a while people may even take your breath away.

I'm suffering from serious withdrawal syndrone.

I can't believe I'm desperately scouring U tube
and the web for anything related to Grey's anatomy like a,
a, a,
like some kind of drug addict.

My Tuesday's felt seriously weird,
like I've sth missing from the previous day.

Ask my colleagues,
I'm like the living dead.

Seriously,
thank goodness it was Pretty Woman on ch 5 last night.

Had it been some other shows,
I'm pretty sure today wld be even more wretched.

Oh my god...and check this out.
I'm so starved for Grey's Anatomy that I'm even watching this.



http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=J4BG1LL92Jk