happy.

I'm happy I went to my dad's birthday party tonight - I had a great time. One thing meant more than anything else and that was my talks with U when we went for smoke breaks. She said a lot of things to me which almost made me cry (and ten minutes afterwards I actually did start to cry when talking about my little sister with her aunt). As usual, U made me realise a whole bunch of things, - it's almost as she has read this blog because she mentioned how I can't put my happyness in other people's hands, how suicide is not an answer and a few other things. I told her a few things, things I never thought I would tell her and that felt nice. I want to be able to tell her things. I think I'm still a bit drunk because I'm babbling on. I'm so tired and just want to get some sleep, but thought it'd be nice to write while I felt alright, more than alright.