Sabtu, 28 Juli 2012

The square root of 3 - Kumar Patel

I fear 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 a 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 
Has quietly come waltzing by.. 
Together now we multiply 
To form a number we prefer..
 Rejoicing as an integer 
We break free from our mortal bonds..
And with a wave of magic wands 
Our square root signs become unglued 
And love for me has been renewed.    

(Harold and Kumar - Escape from Guantanamo Bay)

Kamis, 26 Juli 2012

I am a freak
A complete weirdo
I may fake a smile when I want to cry
I may tell a joke when I actually sad
I just can't be honest
I deny that I need someone to talk to
Someone to share with
I will say no if actually I can say yes
I can't trust anyone again

Selasa, 24 Juli 2012

the future is scary.
But you can't just run back to the past because it's familiar.
Yes, it's tempting... 

But it's a mistake.


Robin Scherbatsky & Barney Stinson 
How I Met Your Mother Season 6 ep. 24

Sabtu, 21 Juli 2012

I envy to those who are now happy
I envy they who can smile
I envy they who can sleep and not cry
Tomorrow, I may not be able to smile
I may not be able even to make a single joke
My life is a mess
I don't have much anything less