read the first panel. This is EXACTLY what I've been wondering for the past 10 years. Pehpeh was right. Whatever you have thought of, someone else somewhere has thought of it before (so you might as well plagiarize).

If we were to see the world through someone else's eyes... like if our consciousness gets into someone else's brain. Would we see a screwed up colour scheme? what about a world where everything looks like photo negatives or one with psychedelic purple skinned people?

And of course there's my theory that colour blind people are just those with screwed up colour perspectives. Like red and green to them is probably like violet and indigo to us?

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Kurt's suicide letter

To Boddah
Speaking from the tongue of an experienced simpleton who obviously would rather be an emasculated, infantile complain-ee. This note should be pretty easy to understand.

All the warnings from the punk rock 101 courses over the years, since my first introduction to the, shall we say, ethics involved with independence and the embracement of your community has proven to be very true. I haven't felt the excitement of listening to as well as creating music along with reading and writing for too many years now. I feel guity beyond words about these things.

For example when we're back stage and the lights go out and the manic roar of the crowds begins., it doesn't affect me the way in which it did for Freddie Mercury, who seemed to love, relish in the the love and adoration from the crowd which is something I totally admire and envy. The fact is, I can't fool you, any one of you. It simply isn't fair to you or me. The worst crime I can think of would be to rip people off by faking it and pretending as if I'm having 100% fun. Sometimes I feel as if I should have a punch-in time clock before I walk out on stage. I've tried everything within my power to appreciate it (and I do,God, believe me I do, but it's not enough). I appreciate the fact that I and we have affected and entertained a lot of people. It must be one of those narcissists who only appreciate things when they're gone. I'm too sensitive. I need to be slightly numb in order to regain the enthusiasms I once had as a child.

On our last 3 tours, I've had a much better appreciation for all the people I've known personally, and as fans of our music, but I still can't get over the frustration, the guilt and empathy I have for everyone. There's good in all of us and I think I simply love people too much, so much that it makes me feel too fucking sad. The sad little, sensitive, unappreciative, Pisces, Jesus man. Why don't you just enjoy it? I don't know!

I have a goddess of a wife who sweats ambition and empathy and a daughter who reminds me too much of what i used to be, full of love and joy, kissing every person she meets because everyone is good and will do her no harm. And that terrifies me to the point to where I can barely function. I can't stand the thought of Frances becoming the miserable, self-destructive, death rocker that I've become.

I have it good, very good, and I'm grateful, but since the age of seven, I've become hateful towards all humans in general. Only because it seems so easy for people to get along that have empathy. Only because I love and feel sorry for people too much I guess.

Thank you all from the pit of my burning, nauseous stomach for your letters and concern during the past years. I'm too much of an erratic, moody baby! I don't have the passion anymore, and so remember, it's better to burn out than to fade away.

Peace, love, empathy.
Kurt Cobain

Frances and Courtney, I'll be at your alter.
Please keep going Courtney, for Frances.
For her life, which will be so much happier without me.


I LOVE YOU, I LOVE YOU!

On a whim (actually while reading this xkcd strip, strangely enough. And that particular strip is not very typical xkcd) I decided to look up Kurt Cobain's suicide note.

I don't get it. The structure of the note goes: I'm depressed, I find no joy in my work --> but hey I got great friends, a lovely wife and a beautiful daughter who love me and all care for me --> but I'm an emo kid anyway.

Blam!

I don't get it.

You're an asshole Kurt.

Peace, Love, Empathy.

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See what i did there?

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Awhile back I mentioned my desire to pick up parkour. Here are the results.



If the ftw guys rmb, that day we went to watch star trek, i had a video cam in my bag and the knee of my right jeans was ripped. yeah it was cos of this.

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whoa ok updates r getting more and more infrequent. i'll try to blog more, yet at the same time not descend into just pure vid posting like previously. I'll leave all that to 4qftw i guess.

updates on my life. Last day of work today. woot. I'm typing this right now in the office lol. got lots of projects lined up. gonna exercise more, learn cooking, maybe pick up boxing again (however fate seems to be against me on this one, constant cancellations ftl. James if you're reading this, I'm sorry that all attempts for both of us to go boxing ends up in your car getting wrecked. Seriously, $1k ++ for rims? rims so ex meh?)

speaking of wreaking cars, I'd like to propose a national pasttime, which is driving with Wai Leong. I've never had more fun in a car than when Wai Leong is behind the steering wheel. I bet sex in a car isn't even half as fun. So far I've compiled a whole bunch of Wai Leong car quotes. Once I have enough I'll post them on ftw.

hmmm what else. Unicycling... is progressing albeit slowly. I'll have time to practice everyday once i stop work. I think I finally got the trick to it. It was something I read online but promptly forgot, which is to rest all my weight on the seat.

And finally, the webcomic. It's progressing smoothly and fantastically thanks in a large part to Edmond. The newly COLOURED pages have just blown my mind. Plus thanks to his fireworks lessons I'm really confident about doing the lettering now. It shouldn't take me all that long to do it. Probably max an hour per page. Right now it's shaping out to be beyond orsum. I have big hopes for this little project and will post it up on a wordpress somewhere once chapter 1 is done.

Also I'm going to fight crime with my rorschach mask. But don't tell anyone lest my secret identity be revealed

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THE SKY IS GREEN BECAUSE OF POLLUTION
Yet the picture is still beautiful. Therefore pollution is beautiful.

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joshua chin
NUS law
21 years old
April26 1988
Singapore