I'm Just Lion Around

Wow, it's been awhile, and too much has gone on in the last week to even explain. I'm sick of work, i'm sick of driving, i'm sick of school (even though tomorrow is the last day til fall), and most of all i'm sick of this shithole town known as Grand Rapids. I start out like this, at my Grandpa's brunch (more on this later) a cousin of mine says she lives in Grand Rapids and loves it, and starts going on and on about how much she likes everywhere, and the artsy area, and all that crap. Look everyone, Grand Rapids is NOT a place you should move to. It's cool for about 10 minutes when you first get here, then you start to notice the difference between the "westsiders" and us...the "eastsiders". (i'm talkin about the east and west side of the state) You would think there cannot be much differences right? Wrong. Grand Rapids is divided into about 5 or 6 sections and you can definently tell when you cross each ones boundries. They are not known as Downtown, Alpine, Heritage Hill, Eastown.

No, No, No

They are known as ghetto, worse ghetto, mexican town, mexican town south, wealthy(rich)land, shitbird retard convention area, and "when you stop your car at a traffic light you get 6 bums coming to the window asking for money brick street." There. Grand Rapids to everyone in a nutshell. Soon, I will be gone forever, and trust me, i'm not coming back.

Other news, my brother and his fiancee are moving to La La land after graduation. You can inquire where La La land is if you cannot pickup on the initials. (word games people, fun fun)

And most importantly, my Grandpa Guzdzial died last Monday. Pretty sad all around, and thank you to all my friends that were supportive and such, it really helps knowing people are out there as I always will be for you. My brother had one hell of a time getting to MBS Airport through Chicago. Note to everyone---NEVER get a connecting flight out of Chicago---EVER. Regardless he made it up fine, and the funeral services were as good as a funeral can get. My brother and I, with 4 of our cousins were paul bearers and i'm sure my Grandpa would be proud. I never had any clue how many people he knew (south end Bay City should've clued me in about 25 years ago) or organizations he was aligned with. The whole service (funeral home and church) went great, and at the cemetary they had the whole Honor Guard there to the flag folding and gun salute. It was really really meaningful and I am 100% positive that he was looking down going, "Why all this for me?" It was all for you Grandpa because you deserve it, no need to be modest. You were a great infuence on a lot of people and they all wanted to show you the respect you deserved. I wouldn't be here if it wasn't for you, and I am glad that I am. I will miss you forever.

So, i'm gonna be up for the Polish festival next weekend. Prob will be at my mom's from about 930am Friday til about 5pm, so if you wanna swing by a watch me beat the hell out of a garage...feel free to stop by so we can catch up. I'm probably only going to the Festival Saturday night...so yeah, plan accordingly! haha

Oh, and Jenny, if your birthday is Sunday, you have the same birthday as Jim (Flemmer). Too funny.