So, I've been feeling pretty good all day and I still do.

....well, aside from feeling nauseated because I've eaten too much damn junk, lol.

My good thing today was going to the hospital, helping grandpa into a wheelchair and taking him outside, seeing the sun on his face.

*pause*

Wow, when did I become that sentimental about my grandpa? A man, whom I didn't even like, before he got sick.

No, seriously, I didn't like him, at all. He was a mean, angry and selfabsorbed, pathetic excuse for a man, who was just...well, angry at the world, really and it pissed me off.

Now, he's just this little (seriously, he's like 150cm, lol) sick man, whose face lights up when I come see him at the hospital and who's just almost disappeared because he lost so much weight and he's just so appreciative towards the nurses and me and everyone and it's just making my jaw drop a little.

I never thought he could be like this. It only saddens me that he had to become this sick before it showed.

I guess, I can say something I never thought I'd say in my life; I love my grandpa.

*walks away, looking a little stunned*