//October 25, 2010//
People have limits, I see one today. Anger, once again, is a strong word. I’ve been past that kind of word since sometimes ago and I’m glad I’m over it. I don’t want to be judgmental and skeptical again. It’s true that world doesn’t seem that kind of bright but it doesn’t look that dark also. Happiness doesn’t come in one package, maybe you get it one by one in a small bucket. People tend to describe happiness by something you got from people, or something you achieve. But for me, happiness is simply something I have. I’m happy when I got a glass of water after a long march. I’m happy when people print out my photos with an ugly face. I’m happy when I got to greet some unknown children in the street. I’m happy when I see myself in the mirror and find my huge healthy cheek. Maybe it is easy to be happy with people in your sides, but the truth is, it is easier to be happy with yourself. It is simply because you are the one who decides your own happiness.