knives669

I understand how you feel. :( My grandfather died on March 26 of this year, and it was so hard for all of us. He had Alzheimer's and was in and out of nursing homes for a couple of years. Until me and my siblings were born, he was a very mean person apparently. He did what he wanted to do, never respected anyone, and when we were born, he changed. He was a very nice man in my eyes and he always loved us. He had Alzheimer's for a very long time. He worked very hard to remember all of us and not to make us feel bad about his condition. But, all we could do was sit there and watch as he got worse and worse. I happened to be the last person he forgot. ^_^ His health steadily declined and one day, we got a call from the nursing home he was in. They told us to come up there. It was an hour away and we went up there immediately. They told us that his pulse was steadily falling and that he wouldn't make it through the night. But he did. He made it through that night, and the through the next day. He opened his eyes and looked at us, but didn't speak. We were up there for 2 days. My entire family including my boyfriend and my brother's girlfriend. Every time I looked at him, I would cry. I wondered if he was in pain, or what was going on in his mind. I wondered if he even knew we were there. He would cough, he would reach out at nothing... sometimes his eyes would wander as though he were looking at something we couldn't see. On the second day, we got very hungry and decided to go to get something to eat. Me, my mom, my dad, my brother, his girlfriend, and my boyfriend went out to get something. My little sister and grandmother stayed with my grandfather. Just after we ordered our drinks, my sister called. I could hear my grandmother yelling and she told me that my grandfather was gone. We left immediately and went back. I often feel bad that I wasn't there with him. Everyone cried after he died, but I didn't. I knew that his pain was over and that his mind had returned to him. And that's the thing you have to focus on. Death is just another part of life. It will be hard on your family for awhile, but things will eventually get better. They always do, trust me. If you feel as though you need anyone to talk to, you can PM me, or add me on MSN. I'd be perfectly happy to talk to you if you just feel as though you need someone. I wish you and your family the best.

Happy birthday! ^_^

Wow. You know what I would do with those fingernails? I would find a friend who sleeps with their mouth open. :-w

You only wish you were as godly as Wikipedia.

Oh god. I was about to go to sleep too. :(

:lol: I like those too. I like the one where the guy is talking to his future father-in-law and he starts calling him all those different names like "Jimbo", and "Jimmy cracked corn and I don't care!".

One time, I had this dream that there was a volcano under my house. :ohnoes:

"EYE DEE KAY MAH BEE EFF EFF JILL!" "Now we can afford for Mom to quit her second job." *Mom walks in dressed as a large taco* "Hola!" "WHY YOU HAVE NO BRAIN?! You're not hungry for donuts! You hungry for HAWT POCKEHT!" "I'M A LITTLE LAD WHO LOVES BERRIES AND CREAM!"

:lol: Who would build a house over a volcano? I mean, it's great! We save a fortune on the gas bills, because we never need central heating. The eggs fry on the patio and OH MY GOD THERE'S A VOLCANO UNDER MY HOUSE!!! Bubsa, when I read this, I started laughing so hard I thought I was going to die. Thank you, you man among men you.

Wow. :lol:

:lol: Who would build a house over a volcano?

I seriously don't know how you could be addicted to WoW. Just log off and think about the rest points you'll get and it'll be easier to level up. :P

I'm an Optometrist.

Uh. Druids are GREAT! :D It all depends on how you play them though. And we can do EVERYTHING! Though, I'm usually the healer of the group, and I'm not even Restoration specced. So, if you want to make a Druid, be prepared to do a lot of healing.

I don't have one. The members of my family fail at respecting my privacy and personal belongings.

I fall under all of those. Mostly repression.

Well, I ride to and from school everyday with my twin brother. We're both 17. Most of the people that go to school with us live in the town the school is in. It's a small town and everyone knows everyone, blah blah blah. A few months ago, my brother and about four of his friends went out to Wal-Mart and bought some of those little hand-held pellet guns. Ever since then, they all keep them in their vehicles and shoot each other with them every chance they get. One day, a mutual friend of mine and my brother bummed a ride to his house from us. He sat in the front seat, I sat in the back, and my brother was driving. As we pulled out of the school parking lot, my brother noticed that one of his friends who he likes to shoot was in front of us. He immediately made our friend start loading the gun with little pellets. So, my brother followed him and as soon as he stopped to drop his girlfriend off, my brother cut him off and rolled down the window. My friend yelled, "BRACE YO'SELF [EXPLETIVE]!" and my brother opened fire on his friend's truck. We all thought it was funny, and then, a cop car drove by. They slowed down to see what we were doing. Then they started pointing and laughing and drove off. :lol:

:lol: The only chain emails I ever get are about how the south will rise again.

Happens to me all the time. Every night, I look at the clock at 9:10. I don't think anything of it though. :P You just become accustomed to looking at the clock at certain times.

I'm a jack of all trades and a master of none. :P

To each his own. Though, I'm not saying I would condone it. :P I would never do it.

I really suck at Math and my ring finger is longer than my index finger. But, both my index fingers are crooked. :(

If a guy wears their pants a bit baggy, that's fine with me. I'm certainly not attracted to the ones that have their whole [wagon] hanging out though. And I definitely wouldn't date a guy who wears emo girl pants. :P

From my job... I learned that my boss curses quite a lot.

I would have done the same thing if I could tell he was being an [wagon] about it and doing it on purpose.