how about fairy tales this time?

lets change a view for a bit this time...fairy tales, and my tales...i just realised that on my shelf of books, i can actually see the progress of my life from young...even when i was very young, i am always fascinated with fairy tales, magic, mystical creatures, something out of this world that dont exist, something extraordinary which only appears in dreams and your wildest imaginations...from enid blyton to msytery stories, from mystery stories to harry potter and all sorts of story books that has something to do with dragons, magical world and a world that can never exist...

and with this, i have tried searching for an answer of any research or surveys online regarding what kind of a person i am by judging from the books i read or i like, but so far none...but then one thing is sure, i like to be different, i like to know something that is bizarre even they dont exist, something that you can never believe like magic, and things which is mysterious where i can never rest till i find out what the truth is...little did i know about what happy endings are like, therefore, to a certain point of age, im very curious about what it is all about, finally, i got a taste of it, but yet, never truly able to experience it to the full length...the search continues, desperate to know and to find out, believing that anything is possible, everything can end like a fairy tale...then, after once, after twice, after third time, i finally found it...and from there, i got to learn and know what love is all about and i taught, it is not that hard after all, everything is within my control...but then i had also came to know that, nothing is that simple, afterall i was just being too naive...

sometimes, when people talked to me about it, not one word is taken in...maybe it was because, during and after the whole process, i had came to know too many truths, too many theories about all these...and not one of it has not been used as an immediate antidote to make me feel better but none of it so far has lasted long...none is an eternal remedy where it can take it all off in just one swing...

what is the happiness of life is all about? what is the fun and the purpose of life afterall?...its so subjective and debatable...and yet, each angle of its subjectivity has the angle of truth within it...