65 DIRT BIKES

i usually don't upload this late, because then i don't get to talk to people, but i probably won't be here for most of tomorrow. so i thought i would just check in here :)

this weekend was really really good for me. i am really happy about it.
i was really dreading this whole weekend, i thought it was going to be torture.
but it was better than a lot that i have had.

Saturday i worked, and my old friend jess came to pick me up with her mom and brother, and i haven't seen her mom in over a year, and it was great to be "reunited" with that family again. it was something i needed i think. we played rock band and i finally got to see the rocky horror picture show :D which was completely not what i expected, and it was so insane. i really liked it AHAHA, but i really want to go see it live omfg. then we woke up early and had cinnamon buns and all that good stuff :)

and today i worked, and my good friend evelyn came and picked me up (and the greek wasn't even late!@!!#^!) and we went out to eat at T.G.I. Fridays (my favvvvorite restaurant evereverz). then we went to her cousin's house and played wii :D that kid has every game system and game ever omfg seriously. then we went to my friend cassie's house and met up with some girl kristen and we watched seasons of sex and the city until it was too late. what a girl thing to do, wth. ahaha.

and tomorrow i am waking up super early to go to philly, and i am picking up evelyn and taking her there with me :D:D it's going to be crazy after the game today omg.
but i am going to the art institute of philadelphia tomorrrow and i am nervous. well kind of. more like, stressed. i am not sure yet. i am just glad i won't be alone. and i am glad i didn't spend the weekend alone. i probably would have freaked out and gave myself more nosebleeds AHAHA.



this is long and i don't expect anybody to read more than the first sentence. that is okay.

oh and btw i still love and miss you all :D

Yesterday my Grandpa David died. He was 94 years old and my sole surviving grandparent. He was born in NYC and later moved to Michigan where he owned a sporting goods store and a bowling alley in the city of Jackson. This is also where my own dad learned to strike down 300 pins, became an all-state basketball player, and I suppose, picked up his love for small British sports cars (see background). But what may have brought my grandfather his greatest happiness was his wife of more than 50 years.... my Grandma Mary who passed away in 1989. I'm comforted to know that they are together again.

Thank you Grandpa for everything -- including making my dad just as wonderful as you.

The back of the photograph reads:

"John, Halley (my cousin), Grandpa. Grandpa assembled Halley's new bike."