Life is pretty interesting. People come and go. 2 hours ago I get a call saying my grandpa got a stroke and what went into my brain was "oh, not another one, he's gonna be okay." I didn't even bother to go out with my mom because of the fact that I have 3 tests tomorrow. I just thought "another trip to the hospital again."
Then I get a call 10 minutes ago saying my grandpa is dead. Time goes by so fast and you don't even know someone is about to die when you see them a week ago. I'm not being emotional/depressed really, it's just changing my views. I'm still fucked in the head.
Funny how I was just telling a friend about him on friday night. (yeah, you)
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