I had happy tears during grandnite. The high school senior class went to Disneyland and of course this was my first time staying out late. This was a happy moment for me because I've never gone out at night so late due to over...way over protective parents. It sounds kinda dumb, but this is what happens when you are not allowed to do certain things that seems "normal." For example, I never went to prom, sleepovers, hang out with friends (well, that's actually my fault because I'm very anti-social), etc. Basically, I was a loner in high school. Anyways, I still had to call home almost every hour to check in. I was crying silently to myself on our way home from Disneyland so no one heard me or saw my tears. Waiting in line for hours for rides was such a waste of time, but still that night was my happy moment.