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i havent updated in a while and i cant sleep so yeah
Yes, last monday my grandpa died. and i will tell you everything so everyone who reads this will stop asking questions and just to make myself feel better. My other grandpa passed away wen i was like 4 so i dont remember him well but ill never forget the other one. My poppop Max is my moms dad and just a great guy. He passed away on his favorite chair outside on his porch peacefully. He was really kind and always considerate of others. Forexample, when i still lived in new jersey, he and my grandma were visiting and one morning when my mom drove off to work, she sideswipped his car, or watever its called and completely damaged it. When she got to work she was crying that she compltely ruined his car and called my grandpa and told him the entire story and all he said was "are you ok? thats all that matters." he didnt even look at the car because his family was first. He used to be a baker and would go on morning runs starting at like 4 in the morning but everyday at around 8, he would stop by his house and drop off a danish for his wife (my grandma). if that story doesnt picture how caring and nice he was to his family then i dont know what will. He was seriously a great grandpa. he taught me poker and almost every card game possible, taught me how to ride a bike and how to deal with my mother, which yes is a skill. So, tuesday morning i missed the stupid capt tests (state tests) to go to florida for his funeral on Wed. All my family was there an all we did was eat, eat, eat, eat and eat. And people kept bringing more and more food and it was rude for us not to eat it cause they put the effort in getting it so i didnt stop eating all damn week. We went though lots of photo albums and made lots of phone calls, talked and laughed about the funny memories we had all shared and even better, ate. My family and i decided that he would have been proud of us that we were eating. Everytime he was there during a family fight and i always got really annoyed and angry, hed always say, "julie, life moves on, so lets eat and play a round of poker." The worst part was that sunday i was supposed to see him when he and my grandma were supposed to move up from florida to greatneck longisland to be closer to us. The funeral was wed and was quite depressing. The entire place was packed, and as i was told 10 times by the same old woman, shes been to many funerals but shes never seen one so packed with people before. people were even standing in the back. i got quite annoyed at these old people cause their memories are so screwed, they kept thinking i wasnt related otmy mother sicne i have very dark brown hair and she has bright red hair so it got to a point when i pretended we werent related. My mom and some ofmy cousins made really good speeches during the funeral and during the burial. then we went back to the apartment to eat and sit shiva. he also never spent a moment with his friends that he didnt rave about his grandkids, which makes it hard for me to row cause all he talked about was how im such an athlete and how he wants to see me row and wants to see me race, which he never did. In the end it was a sudden death, yes i was really upset, yes i was really close to him, yes i still am really upset and no i do not want to talk about it so whoever reads this please dont ask how i am doing. Ill tell you how im doing.
so that was in memory of my poppop
other news, i missed practically every day of state testing being in florida so i get to miss my classes with no punishment to make em up, its kidna cool and the tests are easy but annoying.
i made the elite rowing team definitally and cant miss a day or else get in big ass trouble with my boat, which makes me happy.
but now it is 12:08 and i do have to go b/c due to the worst day of the year, day light savings time which we lose an hour of sleep, i am tired and have a b ig test tomorrow. tata
Yes, last monday my grandpa died. and i will tell you everything so everyone who reads this will stop asking questions and just to make myself feel better. My other grandpa passed away wen i was like 4 so i dont remember him well but ill never forget the other one. My poppop Max is my moms dad and just a great guy. He passed away on his favorite chair outside on his porch peacefully. He was really kind and always considerate of others. Forexample, when i still lived in new jersey, he and my grandma were visiting and one morning when my mom drove off to work, she sideswipped his car, or watever its called and completely damaged it. When she got to work she was crying that she compltely ruined his car and called my grandpa and told him the entire story and all he said was "are you ok? thats all that matters." he didnt even look at the car because his family was first. He used to be a baker and would go on morning runs starting at like 4 in the morning but everyday at around 8, he would stop by his house and drop off a danish for his wife (my grandma). if that story doesnt picture how caring and nice he was to his family then i dont know what will. He was seriously a great grandpa. he taught me poker and almost every card game possible, taught me how to ride a bike and how to deal with my mother, which yes is a skill. So, tuesday morning i missed the stupid capt tests (state tests) to go to florida for his funeral on Wed. All my family was there an all we did was eat, eat, eat, eat and eat. And people kept bringing more and more food and it was rude for us not to eat it cause they put the effort in getting it so i didnt stop eating all damn week. We went though lots of photo albums and made lots of phone calls, talked and laughed about the funny memories we had all shared and even better, ate. My family and i decided that he would have been proud of us that we were eating. Everytime he was there during a family fight and i always got really annoyed and angry, hed always say, "julie, life moves on, so lets eat and play a round of poker." The worst part was that sunday i was supposed to see him when he and my grandma were supposed to move up from florida to greatneck longisland to be closer to us. The funeral was wed and was quite depressing. The entire place was packed, and as i was told 10 times by the same old woman, shes been to many funerals but shes never seen one so packed with people before. people were even standing in the back. i got quite annoyed at these old people cause their memories are so screwed, they kept thinking i wasnt related otmy mother sicne i have very dark brown hair and she has bright red hair so it got to a point when i pretended we werent related. My mom and some ofmy cousins made really good speeches during the funeral and during the burial. then we went back to the apartment to eat and sit shiva. he also never spent a moment with his friends that he didnt rave about his grandkids, which makes it hard for me to row cause all he talked about was how im such an athlete and how he wants to see me row and wants to see me race, which he never did. In the end it was a sudden death, yes i was really upset, yes i was really close to him, yes i still am really upset and no i do not want to talk about it so whoever reads this please dont ask how i am doing. Ill tell you how im doing.
so that was in memory of my poppop
other news, i missed practically every day of state testing being in florida so i get to miss my classes with no punishment to make em up, its kidna cool and the tests are easy but annoying.
i made the elite rowing team definitally and cant miss a day or else get in big ass trouble with my boat, which makes me happy.
but now it is 12:08 and i do have to go b/c due to the worst day of the year, day light savings time which we lose an hour of sleep, i am tired and have a b ig test tomorrow. tata