So my life has been okay the past few days. I mean, I was slowly pushing out of my mind all this shit about my grandpa and stuff, but then everything started to go downhill. On Monday my computer's internet service completely crashed and now we have to go and call the fricking people who made our computer because our internet service says that there is nothing wrong with their service. Whatever. So I don't have any internet, and I'm updating in my fourth hour of school right now. Oh, and to makes things worse, this whole week we didn't think we were going to go on the trip to NYC because my grandpa was still on fluids and all. So that was really stressing me out and all, and then my dad told me that grandpa had recently been swelling due to the fact that he couldn't push through the fluids that they were giving him, so they took him off fluids on Wednesday night and had seven days or less to live. That just made me feel even more awful because he was going to die and if he died too late then we might not go on our trip, so it made me feel guilty and sad at the same time. And then, this morning, at around five, my aunt called and said that my grandpa died. So I got woke up and am all depressed today because of this, but now we can go on the trip, because my grandpa died when he needed to. God, that is so sick and twisted that I want to scream. I'm not going to school tomorrow because my mom and dad agree that we've been dealing with so much shit that another day would be too much, which it would be because I'm really not even here today. *sigh* The funeral is either going to be on Saturday or on Monday, so I have a few days before I have to start to cry. Well, this is probably going to be one of the last updates until my computer is back. So thanks for being so nice and I'll see you all around.