My Grandma died today. I actually don't feel that sad. I never saw her that often, and even then she wasn't that nice to me. I actually feel much worse guilt-wise about not being sad enough than I feel bad from actually being sad. My sister was sad. Why aren't I? I felt worse when our dog died. And I felt worse than when our dog died when I failed driver's ed.

In conclusion, I am a horrible person.