Here are some more silly pictures of our (not so) beloved President.
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Today I am in a better mood than usual. I’m sure there’s at least one person (or commenter I’m really grateful for the people in my life, especially for the people that have always been there for me. So now that I’ve let you all know I’m in a good mood, here’s some entertainment for you. If you like Bush, look away… but odds are in my favor. =]
Haha. Hope everyone has a great Friday! Love ya’ll! (You know, the people I love. Elizabeth Forsythe Hailey once said, “Time is a cruel thief to rob us of our former selves. We lose as much to life as we do to death.” If I was to hate time ever, this would definitely be one of the best moments to do so. I’ve lost a lot. I’ve lost a lot of important people. They’ve left my life for reasons unbenknownst to me. And, I hate to say it, but, I miss the past… I really do. I’ve gained a lot, but I’ve lost a lot as well. I’ve been disappointed with the major life paths I have chosen. I’ve messed up… and I am not happy about it. Hopefully I’ll fix it all with time. Damn, where did the time go?…
May
09
2007
 
A Brief Update on Life / New Blog FeaturePosted by: Frederick Szczepanski in Life, Rated GFirst, let’s get the important stuff out first. The blog now has a new feature (requested by one very loyal reader and awesome friend) so that you can post private comments, or essentially, submit a comment that only I can read. If you are logged in, you can also choose other registered users to have your comment sent to, but if you don’t have an account, that’s OK– I’ll be the only one who can have access/be able to see your comment/message. Pretty neat, huh? Hope you like it! So right now, I’m past my one-month anniversary here at my job at the corporate office of Mission Foods/GRUMA Corp. It actually isn’t that bad of a job. I never, ever, ever run out of work to do, and my desk is near a window! I’m quite satisfied here. I just wish I wasn’t a temp. That would be nice… I would have a little more job stability. I wouldn’t worry (but not nearly as much before) about whether I’m going to get a call on my way home saying my “assignment has finished” or something similar. But I’m enjoying it while it lasts, and as Danniiiii pointed out, there’s no point in worrying over things that probably won’t happen; all the more reason to rejoice! Well, I’m about to get out of work now… and head home. Rush hour traffic = Shit. I’ll write more tonight. Or later. Later! Better yet, what makes life, life? What transforms us just being here into something worth experiencing? I’ve been having a rather large problem with this lately, and it’s starting to dig deep into me. I have conflicts with money, people, money, relationships, friendships, other -ships, more money, and stress from every direction… but then again, whose life doesn’t have at least a few of these? It’s just that mine seem to be really amplified, a lot worse than what other people are going through. Am I just being exaggerative? I don’t think I am. I don’t want to be. I want my problems to go away… but it doesn’t seem like they are improving. They just seem to be getting bigger and bigger… Hopefully the right people will notice what I’m saying here. I need help from you… This is why my major is no longer Business Administration… We’ve all heard of “Why do you care?” We’ve probably said it many times in our lives before. But perhaps there is something there that we have not considered: the fact that we should be caring about what’s going on around us, and what’s being done for us… There’s so much that we are not aware of. This entry is dedicated to the only person who could possibly understand this. You know who you are. If you care, then perhaps life will be a little more difficult. Suddenly, you are aware of what’s gone wrong around you. Ignorance is still indeed bliss, but what is knowledge? Power? Heh. I don’t know about that one. Knowledge can be just as confusing as a lack of knowledge, and I think that’s why many of us try to not care. We don’t even think it’s worth it. We don’t think it’s important enough to pay attention to how someone may be affected by our actions. Even worse, for me, people don’t seem to care enough about me. Last resort actions never seemed to do the trick for me, either. So just a word of advice. Why do you care? Hopefully you have a good reason… because I am pretty sure I do.
Here’s some randomly exciting news. My last post was the 400th one I’ve posted. This is number 401. Wow. That’s a hell of a lot of hours of sitting, typing things that no one reads. Ah, I kid. I know people read this, more often than I expect them to. Thanks for being a reader of my blog. I look forward to writing many more entries. Do you like how I got straight to the point there? Well, even though I did, I chose a word that most people (including myself until ten minutes ago) aren’t familiar with: inutile. Sounds like futile, or… ceramic tile. But that’s beyond the point. The point is that I feel useless and it really, really sucks. For the moment, I really have no close friends. I used to have just the right number of friends, but now, it feels like I have no one that I can share my most pathetic feelings with, and it hurts. I don’t know why it hurts. Perhaps, as James told me, we are supposed to keep our sadness to ourselves. I’m not exactly sure on that one, but all I know is that this sadness is really getting to me. Maybe I’ll get some help for it around 3:30PM today. We’ll see, we’ll see… Thank you for being here for me… For those who aren’t here for me, but want to be… thank you. For those who are temporarily not part of my life right now, you’re still in my thoughts. Don’t forget that. Life is just so difficult sometimes. Why does it have to be? I thought life would get easier as you learned more. Ignorance is still Ace. Dammit.
Mar
18
2007
Patience and People: I Try to be Real.Posted by: Frederick Szczepanski in Life, The Deep EndFor the original, inspiring blog entry, please click here: (http://blog.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&friendID=68694875&blogID=242742638) I guess people are different. When people meet me, they expect someone serious and boring… and maybe I am. They expect me to understand everything, but I don’t. I don’t even understand myself. They take advantage of me, always have, always will, but I guess it gives me a purpose. I may come off as disrespectful, but I don’t try to be. I guess people just have issues with me. I can’t control my emotions sometimes, and I’m just me. I am not the most social person, but I try to be. What do people want me for? I can’t find a reason as to why anyone would bother talking to me most of the time… Money doesn’t mean anything to me, expensive vehicles don’t mean anything to me. I just search for solace. Maybe I already found that person, who could give me this, but I lost them… Maybe that’s not enough… Maybe I’m not enough. All I am certain of, is that is enough for now. — Peter, I love you… No matter how many times I may act fucked up, confused, emotionally unstable, angry, disoriented, confused, pissed… it’s me. — “Patience” by Take That Just have a little patience I’m still hurting from a love I lost, (Chorus) I really wanna start over again, I’ll try to be strong. Believe me, ‘Cause I, need time, ‘Cause the scars run so deep, Have a little patience, Woah, Cause I, I just need time, My heart is numb, has no feeling, |
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that understands why. Things just seem to be looking up.
