Counterattack of the Dreamer

Twenty-six years of rigorous research have finally come to fruition.  How happy I am on a given day is indeed derivable.  Considering my happiness quotient on a scale of 1-30, with 1 being too sad to face the world and 30 being ecstatic as a European soccer star after a hat trick, the formula looks a likah dis:

happiness quotient

In conversation yesterday, while delineating my theory to a confidante, a question I had not yet pondered came to light.  What happens to the formula if I find myself whistling while solo kitchen dancing?  I fear the very foundations of our universe could come undone in the face of such unstable glee, but as I take it upon myself to answer the hard questions in life, I intend to set myself to the task of this new derivation for the next twenty-six years.