dear ley, her alter ego lala and the now insanely angry peter.
when i was young,
i used to wish for a star to fall out from the sky.
so maybe i could touch it.
i thought it was beautiful.
i prayed hard,
but it never happened.
when i grew older,
i realised how huge a damn star was,
and if it did happen,
the entire earth would probably be crushed under.
(see movie Armageddon ==>how the hell do you spell that?!)



sometimes,
God really has his reasons
why he doesn't give you what you want
(or answer your prayers)
at a certain point of time.

from, my really funny, once insane little muffin.