Sweet And Sour

Sweet: No school until Monday, didn't have to get out of my pjs today, bought some songs on iTunes, my cat might actually be starting to like me in a non-chewtoy way.
Sour: My grandpa's dying.

My parents hardly tell me anything. I'm actually surprised they told me this. I guess when my dad took my grandpa to the doctor last thursday. When I went up north, I noticed my mom and my aunt whispering behind my back. Ever since we got back, my parents have been acting odd. Tuesday or sometime around then my dad called my mom. I only heard my mom's side of the story consisting of: "Do you want me to come and bandage him up? You need to take him to the hospital, even if he won't go. Call Linda and have her come down." And I found out a few minutes ago that he had a really bad fall. Most of his problem is that he refuses to eat. My grandma died a few years ago and my parents never told me until a few days before she passed. Ever since then, my grandpa was lonely. He lives in a senier citizen house and has the privilage to visit other people, but he doesn't. He won't eat anymore and its pretty much suicide. He's old - in his eighties - and I know that no one lives forever. But I saw a dying person last weekend and I don't know if I can handle all of this. I can't really write how I feel about this. I never got close to my grandpa, but he was a pillar in the family. I don't really get along with much of my family because they don't live nearby, and my grandpa is the only one who lives within twenty minutes. He's a big time smoker, he's smoked since he was ten. But he never got any lung dieseases. I don't know how he did it, but he was able to avoid the lung cancer my grandma died of. I hate visiting him because his apartment is really hot and we can't see clearly because of the smoke. He had to turn off his smoke detector. I don't really wanna go see him this weekend, but I think I owe him since I don't see him as often as I should. I'm not a person who can deal with sadness or serious moments, but I'm forced to with all of these old, dying people. He's the only grandparent I have left. My mom's side died when she was a teenager and she had to raise her three brothers. Whenever something bad is happening, I always take up something I haven't done in a while. For me, that's playing video games. I've been so immersed in Harry Potter and school that I haven't played the Wii or Gamecube or DS since my friend was over to play with. I've also been watching a lot of movies so I can escape my own life for a few hours. I'm really starting to turn to God and I just hope I can get through this and help my family.