Started the day off by oversleeping and almost getting to school late. I overslept for an hour and a half and almost didn't make it out the door in time.
After a great day at school (albeit a sleep-deprived one) I got rear ended in the parking lot. Bent the rear bumper on my truck. Got that all taken care of after about 2 hours and went home to sleep for about 3 hours.
After that, I had pizza with my family and was watching Gold Rush on TV with my dad. I had a horrible gut feeling and asked him about my grandpa. My thought was "How much longer does he have?"
Not 5 minutes after we have that conversation my dad gets a call from his brother. My grandpa had passed out and was on his way to the hospital.
After about 45 minutes of not knowing anything, we get the final verdict.
My grandfather passed away from a heart attack when he sat down to eat with his wife (he remarried 2 years ago).
To end my already shitty day, I have to deal with this.
I don't know how the fuck I can deal with all of this.