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You know, it's quite interesting to see how I'm intrigued by my own past blog entries in my livejournal. Those were the days where I used to put in the effort in posting pictures, sharing more song lyrics, daily conversations and shenanigans, funny videos, my favourite lines from my favourite movies and the interesting days I had. Gosh, is this part of growing up when I just stop trying to make things interesting anymore around here? Heh. Well, technically, if my mom hadn't told me that she was actually reading my livejournal, I would have stayed there. Hmm.

Found this! Like.

The Square Root of 3
by Kumar Patel

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

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