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I went to the hospital today to see my grandfather. Yesterday he got to where he couldn't breathe again so they had to put him back on the ventilator. He knew we were there, though. It was really difficult for me to look at him because I hate seeing him like that. I've never seen anyone in person who had a feeding tube or a ventilator, so it was difficult, especially with him being someone I'm so close to. It was really emotional, but it pushed me further with my decision of getting a tattoo that represents him.

To change the mood of things, let me take this time to LAUGH OUT FUCKING LOUD at a certain ngabtch I no longer speak to. He's a pitiful excuse for a man. His ass must have fallen out of a tree and bumped his head several times on the way down because he's playing like he caught amnesia all of a sudden. Bitch, that shit ain't contagious. He's the bud of mine & Jocey's jokes because I swear I've never met a motherfucker so stupid. He's especially dumb for thinking so of me and Jocey. Like we ain't gonna end up telling each other shit. Actin' like I'm 'not his type' then a nga gonna get asshurt when he sees a dude in my display. Yeah, aight, ho.

I'm going up to the hospital tomorrow so I'm going to see if Matt will come up there with me and go to lunch afterwards with my mom & I. It'll be cute. ^_^ I know his ass isn't doing anything since he doesn't have a job anymore. That was uncalled for, but he said it himself. It's going to be emotional again tomorrow, but I think my grandfather will be doing better. They're slowly taking him off his meds so he'll be more alert. Not to mention Matt being there will make it better for me. Yayyyy!

Oh yeah, I know you like my song too. Craig David is so delicious. He needs to bring his ass over to America so I can stalk him and possibly get a restraining order. God, that'd be amazing.



Welllll . I guess that's it.
HOLLA, BITCH.