My cousin and uncle came back from Nepal yesterday!
Went to the airport to pick them, my cousin's hair is long and messy.



Match is cancelled today, i was really looking forward to playing, but oh well.

I think this, from Harold and Kumar is one of the geekiest sweet things.
Watched it a long time ago, but i dunno why it suddently came to my mind.

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

Not forgetting what Mr Chia did, he printed out for the entire class newspaper articles from our birthdays in 1991.
And we never listened in his classes, i used to copy math homework in them :p

Going out later with peeps.
I'm gonna watch American Pie now (really miss that show)