Friday, May 09, 2008
i'm sure that i will always be
a lonely number like root three.
a three is all that's good and right
why must my three keep out of sight
beneath the vicious square root sign
i wish instead i were a nine.
for nine could thwart this evil trick,
with just some quick arithmetic.
i know i'll never see the sun
as 1.7321.
such is my reality
a sad irrationality.
when hark! what is this i see
another square root of a three.
as quietly co-waltzing by
together now we multiply
to form a number we prefer
rejoicing as an integer.
we break free from our mortal bonds,
with the wave of magic wands.
our square root signs become unglued
your love for me has been renewed.
haha this is a damn hilarious poem, and totally sweet because of how nerdy it is. i think i will never be a nine. its stupid shows like this that promote the notion of love at first sight. who would've thought harold and kumar can actually be read into huh. ugh but that is so not the point of the movie. fine la it's a good show, extremely sick though haha.
blading's the new obsession. and of course the good food places it can bring you to. off to trng now though. byeeeeee.
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