Took her a while to think about it, and when she couldn't answer a proper answer, she flipped it back to me. Then it was my turn to stop and think, and to be honest, I've never really thought about what it would take to make me really happy.

I mean, I get happy, easy. To get really really happy, like, euphoria at it's best, well I can only think of one time it happened, and that's because the memory is imprinted in my head as clear as if it happened yesterday.

So yeah, I get happy easy, and sometimes I do think it's a little unfair. But I try to give as I get, in a sense that when I get happy, I try to make someone I know happy.

For example:


This easily made me happy. But I didn't really feel the full force of happiness, maybe because I knew and expected this to happen, and maybe because I was not patient enough to wait until the 1series stock arrived, so I grabbed the next best things.


Then, this made me happy too, since I finally managed to get a decent picture out of the camera. It took me a relatively short while to learn the camera (thank god) and the lens, as well as the multiple flash system (or whatever the hell you call it). But I still think lighting is not one of my strong points, so I'm going to have to work on that.

But yeah, the two things above, they make me happy, but not in that I'm so happy I'll split in two.

So what would exactly make me happy? Or am I destined to go around with a semi-smile on my face? A frowny smile, actually.





Happiness Is A Warm Gun,
Bang, Bang, Shoot, Shoot.