The view from this east coast apartment is simply amazing.

Over the past few days, I've eaten seoul garden buffet, played LAN, went town for no good reason except basically to walk, cycled at east coast park, F-ed Shi Hao's house whilst watching Liverpool Man U match(Liverpool won!!!), played basketball/soccer and played sparklers.

Happiness is just like a sparkler flame. While it lasts, it ignites into a blazing cacophony of dazzling lights, teasing and delighting the senses. However, in a mere few seconds, it fades away into the dark, leaving behind an emptier, colder void then before. 

Happiness never seems to last.

What is real and what is percieved all seems to depend on your perspective at that moment.

More often than not, everything else appears to be me as vague shadows in the background.

I feel as if I'm grasping at straws.