Who is to decide one’s happiness or unhappiness? It’s not others but you yourself. Suddenly I thought of such things! (from here)
RRLY? You can also read it at every corner. *hair stands up straight*.
Half right, half wrong, imho. Or should I say, the lesson is unfinished as always!!! If you go completely past entitlement, fairness, honor, pride then it’s true: you will get to decide your own forte. It is however, a human inpossibility to go beyond all these things. A human being can fool themselves into many, but he cannot fool himself past this without being served at some point. Only having the courage to face your own sense of entitlement, your sense of fairness, your honor and pride in both humility and acceptance is going to create a lasting choice of happiness. Mass media is really good at selling happiness as something that can be attained painlessly, as (simply as) making a choice. Mark my words on this: for it to last beyond the illusion, you will be in pain of your own gastly reflection. Mass media just presents you with a giant rug (or carpet) under which you’re supposed to wipe your ‘bad stuff’. Part of happiness (perhaps even the most important part) is succesfully dealing with pain in all it’s aspects without pretending it does not exist, without pretending some of the things you are feeling are wrong and accepting this with an ironic grin on your face. You can find many books on how to ignore ‘the bad stuff’, but have you ever found one that goes out of it’s way to explain on how to succesfully deal with pain without marginalizing it; as an integral part of attaining happiness? I’ve read a lot, but so far I did not find it anywhere to perhaps a small footnote. Why else would you think simpletons and people who have known great pain or loss are able to take life as it comes? As such, happiness is a term that is undefined and for each and every one of us something different. For people without a cellphone, it’s definitely not reading Yamashita’s jweb – that’s for sure. The principle is always the same though. If you can’t fix what’s broken, if you can’t get a cellphone because it’s too expensive, this is all there is left.
You can decide to be happy from now on, and it may even make you crack a joke tomorrow and the day after that. Next year might be another story.
Someone give him a phone with a bigger screen, so more text fits on it. Other than that, we make a great team. 
