The idea of finding the love of my life makes me happy.

What made me happy is an angel on the web who gave me a lot of happiness and love and I can't forget…

The soccer team makes me happy.

My job!

What makes me happy is knowing that laughing works your abs!

What makes me happy is the shivers I get when I hear a song that moves me.

What makes me happy is seeing the face of Kalé, my coworker, light up when I make him read the last Happython

What made me happy: Over, my first boyfriend at school, which I'll never forget.

Happiness is in my nature, I always say that the sun is shining in my head. What makes me happy is loving life and every day there's always the same intensity inside me.

See and have the sun when I get up in the morning!

What really makes me happiest is seeing happy people around me, and what makes my heart smile is sharing my happiness with others.

What makes me happy is when my boyfriend tells me he loves me.

What made me happy was seeing whales in the distance spitting water, indifferent to the spectators sitting around a fire on this Zipolite beach.

What makes me happy is to have left my parents' house.

What makes me happy is a genuine and simple friendship.

What makes me happy : Luigi who plays the guitar !

What makes me happy is to have my family around: my parents Fouzia and Ahmed, my sisters Souad and Malek, and my brothers Hamdi and Faouzi! May God bless them all!

What makes me happy is the idea of not waking up early in the morning, not taking the bus to school, not working, because studying too much can kill, but I do it anyway, I'm still happy.

Financial independance gives me a peace of heart and a certain serenity and the fact of being loved comforts me. Loving a man and receiving love makes me forget my worries and brings me pleasure.

What makes me happy is to get up in the morning and thank God for letting me sleep in peace.

What makes me happy is to eat a chocolate filled pastry behind my archi (tecture) teacher's back!!!

What makes me happy is seeing my reflection in the eyes of my son.

What makes me happy is nature. Walking in the grass or on a beach, lying in fields, watching the sunset, picking wild leeks to make an omelette with them.

What makes me happy is seeing my girlfriend in the morning on the train tell me « until tonight, my love, » and then leave listening to Chuck Berry singing « Johnny B. Goode. »

I'm against peoples' oppression and I want them to be free, so I am happy when there is justice on earth,…

What makes me happy is to see that people can work together to overcome difficulty.

My most beautiful moment of happiness was when my love, Nuno Filipe, had prepared for me the most beautiful Valentine's day…. We went to the highest place in the region. Without me noticing anything, he took out two crystal glasses of champaign and a red roses bunch where there was a little note: with lots of love. And the best: a ring, a solitaire and the most important, lots of love…

What makes me happy is meeting passionate people. They always lend me an admiration like an imprint of their ardor, of their taste for life and love.

What makes me happy every day, it is to see black slaves'sons and daughters appointed to fairly important positions, in a country where there were schools for Whites and schools for Blacks, buses for Whites and buses for Blacks, just very few decades ago.

What makes me happy is holding one of the metro's double doors, while exchanging a smile, and vice-versa.

What makes me happy is that everybody is fine.

I thought it was only possible to die from sadness. But one day I nearly died from happiness when the man I had always loved from afar, but only ever hoped to talk to, came and talked to me. It was the most beautiful day of my life.

Surprising my brother and seeing the happiness on his face, that's enough to make me happy.

What made me happy Tuesday was seeing my cashier at the supermarket.

I'm happy every morning when my man snuggles up to me saying: “good morning, darling, I'm here next to you”. I shiver.

What made me happy was having found my Papa who I haven't seen for twenty-five years.

What made me happy : learn that Caro and Math are excepting a baby !

This is great !! The virus of happiness !! I'd like to give you my own definition of happiness... : “Happinees is like a butterfly. If you run after it, it will escape... But if you let it be, it will land softly on your shoulder...”

What makes me happy is to be desired.

What makes me happy is getting up in the morning, stretching out on my sofa and letting the sun warms my bare feet through the window.

I like eating spaghetti and curly lettuce with some surimi, I like cuddles and playing with my friends, it makes me happy.

The day I decided to take myself by the hand again (I was quite depressed) made it so that, during this time, life itself made me happy...

What makes me happy is to see the smile of people I like and the sunset. It's to hear the voices melody and children laughing. It's to smell flowers perfume and that of hot coffee. It's to feel under my fingers the softness of the skin and the grains of a fine sand beach…

What makes me happy is the sunset above the sea.

What makes me happy is to take out all my toys.

Whenever I start to really like a person, I look at them straight in the eyes and I tell them that I love them (which is always true) : the glint that I see shine in their eyes, sometimes only for a fraction of a second, fills me with joy, and I am happy.

What makes me happy is when you resuscitate a baby and suddenly hear his first cry of life tearing the silence of the room.

A child's spinning top on the carpet. What a pleasure to approach it, having watched it from afar, the memories coming back of those exquisite moments where colours mingled and filled rainbow eyes. I lean over, touch the top and play with it and that simple pleasure warms my heart, it turns, turns, turns...

What makes me happy is sharing my newspaper with a neighbor on the metro who reads it over my shoulder.

What makes me happy is to dream and imagine things about battles and love.

What makes me happy is seeing the face of Kalé, my coworker, light up when I make him read the last Happython

The smile of a child after an X-ray treatment… A baby holding out his hand… All that makes me happy!!

What makes me happy is to see animals.

What makes me happy is telling myself every morning, while reading the Happython, that I am not the only one who thinks like this.

When something wonderful appears in my life. Coincidences, signs, dreams which become reality with the impression that it's life which is organizing everything, lucid dreams.

What makes me happy is the beauty of the sky.

What made me really happy? The first time my son smiled directly at me.

What made me happy was seeing that people haven't yet forgotten Ingrid Bettancourt and her thousand-day-detention, November 19, 2004.

It's when a simple look is enough.

What made me happy was to meet, totally by chance, the man who is now my husband. Thanks to fate, every day is a happy day.

What makes me happy is getting back home after a long day at college, putting my hand in my mailbox and discovering a postcard from someone I love.

What makes me happy is writing a message to Happython and knowing that one day, maybe, my testimony with help spread the virus of happiness.

What made me happy was when I could walk again for the first time after my operation, when I had been paralyzed.

It's to seat down at Cais Do Sodré and look at my country.

I met a person in the metro that made me smile…for no reason and that made me happy.

What makes me happy is reading happython every morning in class. That puts me in a good mood for the rest of the day.

What makes me happy is making bread : to knead it, arrange the dough, cook it in my oven, and smell the aroma of fresh bread.

What makes me happy is my little 80-year-old mother, who is chock full of joyful projects : she's going to move into a new appartment.

To travel to Europe to see my brother's son who was born the day before yesterday.

What makes me happy is seeing my girlfriend in the morning on the train tell me « until tonight, my love, » and then leave listening to Chuck Berry singing « Johnny B. Goode. »

What makes me happy is having being able to create and form a happy couple with children.

What makes me happy is the ability I have to express myself in any languages, even if that is not the spoken language, but by gestures or feelings.

A moment of happiness: the kiss from this little girl who thanked me for having cured her mommy. What made me happy yesterday was passing the evening with the man I love, dancing all night with him and showing him that his black skin and my white skin show at the same time both contrast and harmony.

What makes me happiest is the love of my future husband who, despite leukemia, helps me to get through life.

Yesterday it rained, I strolled along the ocean, a photo was taken, a kiss, a laugh, warmed up again in a cafe, shared a chocolate cake and cherry tea.