Wednesday, April 23, 2008//5:43 PM

ThisIsTheStoryOfAGirl

"This is the story of a girl
Who cried a river and drowned the whole world
And while she looks so sad in photographs
I absolutely love her
When she smiles"

NO no not that story.

This is the story of that girl, who saw holidays as more than gold. For sleeping late, doing whatever she wanted, sleeping early if she wished, not sleeping at all if she could take it. She was extremely proud of herself that she managed to complete the "impossible" quest with some help, and she looked forward to cruising along the long river that was near her house. That river had different names to different people, and it snaked along everybody's houses. The girl decided it was wise to relax and leave everything to the magic sage who watched over the little town. Just enjoying the ride.

It was going fairly well till she was told she had to climb a huge mountain. She met many others who had the same task, and made many friends. Then one night, she had a dream about a root. It was funny and smart, and it made her realise many things. She thought nothing of that dream till the next day when she saw that root on the mountain. It looked nothing out of the ordinary, but she now felt more aware of its existence. She felt stronger and more confident after she conquered the quest, like she could enjoy the rest of the river cruise ride. But after the dream of that root, her boat felt a little shaky. She asked the magic sage what was going on, but he just smiled and told her not to worry.

The next few days were never the same happy monotonous climb up the mountain. It felt slightly different now, some days were more colorful than others. If she happened to climb up the side of the mountain that the root was growing on, she felt happier and the day passed in a blur. Whenever she took a diferent route, the day seemed dull and she felt like it was a waste. There were many other roots around, but she was puzzled why that particular root bothered and intrigued her so much. Hence began her slightly obsessed thinking about whether she ought to bring that root home and let it grow into a giant tree. Sometimes she wanted to bring it home, but other times she was afraid to, because something about it told her that it would not be able to grow if she brought it home. She felt a little disappointed, but decided to continue climbing the mountain and going down tha river. She still felt odd at times but knew the magic sage knows best.
THE END

There, make a movie outta it.

Johnny, make us happier!