A Little Lesson in Happiness

I learned something a few days ago: happiness isn't that difficult. I've even made an equation (with THREE PARTS, count 'em! OhEmGee!) Stress = Worries = Unhappiness. Thus, worries = unhappiness, and unhappiness = stress. It has reciprocity! (I wonder if I used that word right, or if it is a word...). This INCReDiblE realization came from a fifth grader. Seniors are not the people too look up to, the fifth graders are the true ones (more like look DOWN to...buh dun DUH!...because they are so little... hardy har). One fifth grader seems like the happiest person ever. He walks alone much of the time, struggling to carry all of this little fifth grade books. His expression isn't one of anguish, as mine would be, but it is of an ethereal joy. Imagine a clothed cupid with a little less horniness. BAM! That's this kid. Happiness comes from one's self, not from the people around. Sure, being around people you like can add to it, but it starts and ends with one's own mind. Now, when I dislike the people around me, specifically when I dislike that single person who I am thinking of who tends to be around mine area, I can essentially block him out of my mind, and instead, I can think about what I would do if if found a leprechaun in the process of hiding his gold, but that's a whole different story...(I would try to take his hat, but he would use his super leprechaun powers to take it back. Then I would give him a two part option that he must follow, or else. (I wouldn't explain the "or else" because it would involve me simply leaving). He would have the option to A) give me some of his leprechaun gold with my initials branded exactly 17 times into each side of each piece, or B) give me an exact scale replica of his hat in a size that would fit me perfectly, but when worn by others (whom I would not want wearing it, only) it would cause massive hair growth around the ankles, the waist, the left wrist, and the right inner ear. Yes, that would teach them for putting on my hat...)