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Tuesday, May 23


Yellow's just a brighter shade of black.
If there's been one consistent thought on my mind the past week or so, its the brilliant theory I've been expounding on - that everything is relative.

Ants are giants in Bacteria World; Purple is blue as compared to Red; you're thin on the set of The Biggest Loser; lions are docile compared to dragons; happiness after tragedy is seemingly two-fold; you'd be good-looking if you disfigured everyone around you; weird dress sense is only relative to what's normal; and Derek would look fair if he were in Africa.

Such is relativity.

So you can't say you don't like me, because compared to eating your greens, you really do. And you can't say I'm talking nonsense, because compared to Jacky Wu, I'm not either. Ha ha. Gotcha.

In essence, I've just packaged a tiny little loophole in a world surrounded by judgements and standards. Shake well before use.

Yes, my friend, you're not stupid - everyone else is just smarter.


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