quinta-feira, 26 de março de 2009

So she said





You know when you were a little kid and believed in fairy tales?
That fantasy of you life would be- white dress, prince charming who'd carry you away to a castle on a hill.
You'd lie on your bed at night and close your eyes and you had complete and utter faith. Santa clause, the tooth fairy, they were so close you could taste them. But eventually, you grow up and one day you open your eyes and the fairy tales disappears. Most people turn to things and people they can trust.
But the thing is, it's hard to let go of that fairy tale entirely because almost everyone has the smallest bit of hope and faith that one day they would open their eyes and it would all come true.


Then, in the end of the day, faith is a funny thing. It turns up when you really don't expect it. It's like one day you realize that the fairy tale is slightly different than your dream.

The castle, well it may not be a castle. And it's not so important that it's happily aver after-just if it's 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...



From Grey's Anatomy ( season 1 episode 6)


Once I believed in fairy tales, once I had utter faith in happily aver after, prince charming and "bright and shine" all day. All would be perfect -the castle, would be white and mognum forniture, the prince, charming as hell, the dress, white... with polka dots on it! See, at some point we all believe in fairy tales, for some reason. We attash ourselves to dreams and fantasy trying to escape reality and bad things that just happen in real life. It seems that happiness does only exist in fantasy, in fairy tales.

We can't help it! We are taught to belive in such happiness. Stuffs like Cinderella, Beauty and the Beast, Sleeping Beauty... all that just helps us to forget that we really can be happy in the reality. It works for a while,but the thing is, when we grow older, it's hard to realize that such thing as utter happiness do not exist. All there is is reality - no prince charming, but charming frogs, happiness... but a temporary kind of happiness, castles, but a lot smaller ones.


Once, I believed in fairy tales, once I had utter faith in "happily aver after", but now i don't, I've learned. At the hard way, I saw that I can actually be happy in reality, actually, life is so much more interesting than life in fairy tales. Now I don't really care if I never met my prince charming... (I'm pretty sure he'll never came). And it doesn't matter if I don't ever get my huge castle (I'm happy with just a job) or my white dress (white don't really fits chubbies), I can live with what I really can have. Leave the fairy tales to people who still believe in fairy tales. I don't believe them anymore. I figured that reality is so much more rewarding than fairy tales...


Meu primeiro post in english! How cool is that?


Ninna assinou... com os pés no chão!

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