Sitting on the couch the other day watching a movie, I recognized an actor who has been in probably a few dozen movies, is rich, famous, good looking, and seemingly has the world at his fingertips. I felt that twinge of jealously I feel whenever I see someone with a "better" lifestyle, more money, cooler car, or seems like they have everything that I don't have. The moment passed, but the next day, sitting in an especially boring class of chemistry, my mind wandered off into the vast other world of daydreams inspired by uninspiring moments. I thought of the movie from the day before, and I wondered, "Does that guy really have it that much better then me?" I thought of all the people I have met in my life, the people who seemed happy, and the people who were absolutely miserable with where they were. What did the people who were happy have that those that were sad didn't? I compared and contrasted the people that came to mind from the two sides, and i came to realize, that those who were happy weren't always those who seemed to have it all. It was the ones who had learned to think of others before they thought of themselves that were happy, rich, poor. tall. or short; boy, or girl. The ones that had learned what a rewarding experience making other people happy is before trying to make themselves happy. Happiness is an elusive prey for most; the ones who learn to stop hunting it and start helping others gain it are the ones who catch it. The ones who weren't happy were in their present state because they were still focused on themselves. If they would only look outside themselves to see that their purpose in life isn't self fulfillment; isn't looking for how someone or something can make themselves happy, but the promotion of the happiness of others, the world would suddenly seem to be shined upon by a whole different sun. I decided that happiness is a work of reverse psychology, the more you give, the more you get. Then the bell rang and class was over, jarring me back to the world of atoms and molecules, and I picked up my books and strolled on to the next class, ending my deep thoughts for the day.