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Happy New Years.

I haven't really even bothered with making a resolution. That's how I am, though. I don't want to be lame like everyone else and promise to do something that won't end up happening. This year, however, I am going to make a few changes. With my grandfather's health declining, it's really taught me to cherish the people who mean the most to me. If I love them, I need to tell them. It's scary not knowing if you'll get the chance to tell someone how you feel. Today's my grandmother's birthday and she got the best present she could ever wish for. My grandfather got taken off the ventilator and is breathing on his own. I only told Jocey about it because I feel like she's my go to bitch. I've noticed some people's fakeness coming out, and it's hard to know what's real these days. As much as Jocey & I have been through, I feel like I can really tell her anything. I trust that bitch & she's my ride or die. We'll probably be shooting up your house later this week, so you better keep your ass at your minimum wage popular restaurant. We'll shoot that bitch up too. Anyway, I'm getting a tattoo for my grandfather. I'm not sure when. I'll probably wait a while for it. I'm getting a bear; probably just a simple outline shaded in. Nothing extravagant. I'm not sure where I want it but I know that I want it to be somewhere that I can see it. I picked a bear because not only is it my grandfather's favorite animal, but if I believed in reincarnation, he would've been a bear in his former life. Throughout his sickness, he's kept strong and overcame it everytime. Especially this week. Most importantly, he's my papa bear. :) So, this tattoo will really mean a lot to me. Everytime I look at it, it'll remind me to stay strong and keep on living. "Bear" with it. Haha. That was cheesey, I know. Let's see. I think that's about it. But thanks to my papa, this year has started off amazing.