Ok. My Grand father is in the hospital, he's in intensive care, he had something wrong with his leg and so he went to the hospital at 5 in the morning today... I went to go see him and he was being pumped with morphine. Oh and a fact about me, I hate hospitals, i don't like being in them. I get freaked out and I get depressed. During stratford we had to eat in a hospital everyday and I almost cried everytime. Fun, no? Anyway... my mom wants me to volunteer at the Children's hospital. I doubt i'd be able to do so, i get too attached to people and if anything happened... ya..... It's 12 at night, god knows why I'm awake... BP is down (tragic i know) and so that's the main reason as to why i'm updating this... Speaking of bp i'm going to Chicago this winter... I'm gonna meet a bunch of people off that site... i'm pretty excited. Zach is gonna be there... so0o that is amazing times seventy four thousand and one. So are a bunch of the friends i have on that site... it's weird that you can become friends with people off the internet, no? I mean a majority of the people you'll never meet... yet you continue to tell them every detail about your life, and I just think it's weird. I mean... look at me and Jason... I love that guy... we're never gonna meet... and i'm sure he'd rather forget about me... but ya... but anyway... you know more shit about my life than some of my friends... back to the subject at hand.... i'm meeting a bunch of people, we're all meeting up in Chicago... and when it ends I'm gonna cry.