True Happiness.

Sometimes I find it funny how the girls edit their profile pictures on Facebook and add in short statements such as "I love you forever" "Pals 4eva ;D" etc.

Today I understood why.

Today our class were to take a class photo. Seniors of our school (so-called "high school-ers") like to take some random fun shots. Our class tried it out too. Well, the class did one, some of us did some more. I didn't know why we did it apart from having fun. I was actually standing out of the camera's range when they did the fun shots for the small group. (The rest of the class left.)

I didn't want to join. I knew I was going to spoil the picture anyway. Either that, or I'm just not accepted. You get what I mean.

A friend asked me to join in. So I did. Got into a pose and took a series of pictures. It was fun just looking at them later the day.

As soon as they were uploaded to Facebook, I checked them out. 80 something photos. Time to tag people - the whole class. (and of course some just a few people - for the small-group photos) It wasn't simply tagging. It was looking through every body's faces, identify and tag them. Everyone's facial expression had never seemed so friendly, so warm. I enjoyed every click I made.

Then I downloaded the photo and edited it a bit. It wasn't those with random words around the people, but simply a heading in the pic. It seemed so normal, but choosing the font and design was never that fun.

Although it was simply a white background with black words, when I typed something seems to be growing inside me. A kind of warmth. Warmth of the class. The class as a whole. I have never felt that.

Someone whom I reckon as the outsider, or perhaps outsider when they are having fun, is now enjoying to being part of the class.

So if today anyone asks me what is true happiness, I'll tell you it's being involved and knowing you are part of a group.