Another weekend has come and it will definitely be gone soon...

Had a relaxing evening with Liza and Azack watching movie, eating and shopping... I thought I had succeeded in resisting any temptations to buy stuffs but I crumbled when we entered the last store of the day, Zara... Hmmm.. Gotta practice more self-restraint with insurance to pay in the coming month..

We managed to catch Harold&Kumar Escape from Guantanamo Bay and it was hilarious!!! Initially, I was pretty disgusted with the Cock-Me Sandwich and the bottomless party but it got better and more hilarious as the story developed. I have to say, the sequel is pretty good or even better than the first one.. It definitely beats watching Funny Games U.S hands down!

At the end of the movie, there was a poem recited by Kumar to his ex-gf which was funny and sweet at the same time...

The Square Root of 3.

I’m sure that I will always be
A lonely number like root three

The 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

• Lynna
• Me, Myself and I
• Complex, Dreamer, Figure Me Out

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