We All Ride The Winds Of Change
Change is the constant, the signal for rebirth, the egg of the phoenix.
Christina Baldwin
Change has a considerable psychological impact on the human mind. To the fearful it is threatening because it means that things may get worse. To the hopeful it is encouraging because things may get better. To the confident it is inspiring because the challenge exists to make things better.
King Whitney Jr.
I haven't posted in awhile, and with good reason, because I haven't had anything to say. This was never intended to be a day to day account of my life, it's a therapeutic medium for me to vent without upsetting myself or others around me, and as such only when something truly strikes me as extraordinary, do I bother posting. But recently events occuring inside my life have taken a toll on my mind and body, and I am forced to see the forest from the trees so to speak.
To truly gain any sense of these past few months, I have to go back to last month when the guys and I traveled to the farm. Several years ago, my fathers godparents gave me access to thier farm situated in down state Illinois, anytime I wanted to. This was single handedly the most sincere gesture just about anyone had ever given me. They told me to come down and use the place whenever I want, and relax, and thats what I have been doing ever since. When the weight of the world is bearing down on me, I drive down I-80 to my own personal Camp David. I spend a few days down thier just relaxing ,clearing my mind, and allowing an opportunity for the guys to have a great time. This year we had a supriseingly entertaining airsoft fight, quiet reflection with cigars, and a few drinks with one another before we part ways for the school year. Not a day goes by during the fall that I dont miss those guys and well needed escape they give me. This year we had a suprise guest in the form of a local resident who we helped out when she was in a pinch, who not only returned to pay us back, but to chat with us for awhile, which was a big morale boost for the guys, its always good for them to meet new people.
When I returned my boss from the private security company I work for, promoted me, gave me a raise and ordered me to assemble a top-notch crew to run the luxury suites at Soldier Field for the season. This was a big moment for me, because while I had through my jobs been given a raise before, but never such a sizable promotion. These suites contain the bigwigs, the team owners, the CEO's, and only the top employees get the honor of working thier, and he had enough faith in my abilities to put me in charge. Since then I have put together an awesome crew, built from the groundup with people I trust, and we have been recieving nothing but rave regards from the company, the guests, and stadium administration. For those of you on that detail reading this, I want to thank all of you, and encourage you to keep up the good work.
Also the inevitable return to UIC has come to pass. Now I got off the first week of May for summer, and as such 4 months off had taken thier toll on me, I dont mind class, and I needed to get back into the swing of things. Upon my return however I discovered some very harsh truths that have weighed heavily in my heart. Several people have left never to come back. Others have made drastic changes, and things are diffrent. Stephanie is currently dating a Iranian, which was a suprise for me, but the total mind fuck was that Dave and Trina had broken up over the summer. As I had said earlier, they were an ideal couple, they had the world going for them, and while neither would go into details about how and why it happened, I can only guess that it didnt end well. This is a bad omen for me, if people like these two can fall apart, anyone can and I need to be made aware of this, with James and Jules breaking up earlier this summer this only cements this in my mind. UIC is still criminally liberal, and the vegans, commies, and anarchists still rule the campus with their grafitti, pamphlets, and asshole war cries, why I missed that place I will never understand, but the thirst for knowledge is all consuming, and I am powerless to do anything but obey it.
Finally back on the department front, it is the same old song and dance, I dealing with the same calls and such and was forced last weekend to witness an awful car accident between a turquoise school bus, and a brand new GTO, guess which one won that fight?, the lady driving the GTO is dead, and the school bus driven by a clown was a mangled, burning wreak. Now let me tell you, I was one of the first ones on the scene for that accident, and when that clown was forcing kids out of the bus covered in blood, standing next to a burning car, and a now ready to burn bus, my fear of clowns stepped in and burned an image into my mind that I will never be able to forget no matter how long I live.
Well that is just about it, these changes are taking a toll on me, but I'm still alive, and only time will tell what is in store for me next.
Christina Baldwin
Change has a considerable psychological impact on the human mind. To the fearful it is threatening because it means that things may get worse. To the hopeful it is encouraging because things may get better. To the confident it is inspiring because the challenge exists to make things better.
King Whitney Jr.
I haven't posted in awhile, and with good reason, because I haven't had anything to say. This was never intended to be a day to day account of my life, it's a therapeutic medium for me to vent without upsetting myself or others around me, and as such only when something truly strikes me as extraordinary, do I bother posting. But recently events occuring inside my life have taken a toll on my mind and body, and I am forced to see the forest from the trees so to speak.
To truly gain any sense of these past few months, I have to go back to last month when the guys and I traveled to the farm. Several years ago, my fathers godparents gave me access to thier farm situated in down state Illinois, anytime I wanted to. This was single handedly the most sincere gesture just about anyone had ever given me. They told me to come down and use the place whenever I want, and relax, and thats what I have been doing ever since. When the weight of the world is bearing down on me, I drive down I-80 to my own personal Camp David. I spend a few days down thier just relaxing ,clearing my mind, and allowing an opportunity for the guys to have a great time. This year we had a supriseingly entertaining airsoft fight, quiet reflection with cigars, and a few drinks with one another before we part ways for the school year. Not a day goes by during the fall that I dont miss those guys and well needed escape they give me. This year we had a suprise guest in the form of a local resident who we helped out when she was in a pinch, who not only returned to pay us back, but to chat with us for awhile, which was a big morale boost for the guys, its always good for them to meet new people.
When I returned my boss from the private security company I work for, promoted me, gave me a raise and ordered me to assemble a top-notch crew to run the luxury suites at Soldier Field for the season. This was a big moment for me, because while I had through my jobs been given a raise before, but never such a sizable promotion. These suites contain the bigwigs, the team owners, the CEO's, and only the top employees get the honor of working thier, and he had enough faith in my abilities to put me in charge. Since then I have put together an awesome crew, built from the groundup with people I trust, and we have been recieving nothing but rave regards from the company, the guests, and stadium administration. For those of you on that detail reading this, I want to thank all of you, and encourage you to keep up the good work.
Also the inevitable return to UIC has come to pass. Now I got off the first week of May for summer, and as such 4 months off had taken thier toll on me, I dont mind class, and I needed to get back into the swing of things. Upon my return however I discovered some very harsh truths that have weighed heavily in my heart. Several people have left never to come back. Others have made drastic changes, and things are diffrent. Stephanie is currently dating a Iranian, which was a suprise for me, but the total mind fuck was that Dave and Trina had broken up over the summer. As I had said earlier, they were an ideal couple, they had the world going for them, and while neither would go into details about how and why it happened, I can only guess that it didnt end well. This is a bad omen for me, if people like these two can fall apart, anyone can and I need to be made aware of this, with James and Jules breaking up earlier this summer this only cements this in my mind. UIC is still criminally liberal, and the vegans, commies, and anarchists still rule the campus with their grafitti, pamphlets, and asshole war cries, why I missed that place I will never understand, but the thirst for knowledge is all consuming, and I am powerless to do anything but obey it.
Finally back on the department front, it is the same old song and dance, I dealing with the same calls and such and was forced last weekend to witness an awful car accident between a turquoise school bus, and a brand new GTO, guess which one won that fight?, the lady driving the GTO is dead, and the school bus driven by a clown was a mangled, burning wreak. Now let me tell you, I was one of the first ones on the scene for that accident, and when that clown was forcing kids out of the bus covered in blood, standing next to a burning car, and a now ready to burn bus, my fear of clowns stepped in and burned an image into my mind that I will never be able to forget no matter how long I live.
Well that is just about it, these changes are taking a toll on me, but I'm still alive, and only time will tell what is in store for me next.
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