Wednesday, May 31, 2006

Post College General Apathy Disorder

Hello, I am a sufferer of Post College General Apathy Disorder, PCGAD is something that plagues a number of us graduates. The root is in the security that our parents have offered us in our current plight. Without a place to stay, they have assured us a house and a home in the transitional period from college to reality. I for one have been there and done that. That is why I am hear, to educate you parents on the harm that you are doing to your newly graduated son or daughter. I know that you are currently basking in the glow that comes from your new found pride of them, but it is this comfort that is bringing on wave after wave of apathy in their daily lives.

The common side effects are as follows:
  • apathy towards job searching
  • apathy towards transitional job search
  • waking up in the mid to late afternoon
  • sloppiness in work ethic in house chores
  • going to bed somewhere in the 4:00 - 6:00 am range
  • lethargic attitude towards general daily tasks such as: hygiene and regularity of meals
  • apathy towards life in general

As a word of warning towards parents, you must kick your son or daughter's ass into gear. If you are unsure on how to motivate them, threaten them with everything you have. Tell them that you will stop paying for their car payments and insurance, then cut their brake lines so when they get in an accident a nice little wake up call will alarm them to their current situation. Or you may also take away all of those little toys that you have bought them over the years: computers, X-Box, Playstation 2, iPods, stereos, TV, cable, not to mention the waterbed that allows them to sleep like a king. In fact, you should replace their mattress with one from Goodwill, there is nothing like waking up in a bed that is soaked in urine!

This may all seem a little harsh at this moment in their life, but life is pain. And they need to get used to it.

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Sunday, May 21, 2006

Monday, the day the world starts again

It has been a week or so since I have blogged last. I really haven't had too much to blog about except for "thanks for the memories" notes that plague anyone who is leaving one stage of their life for the next. I decided that I really don't want to do a part deux of that. I was thinking about the recent vacation that I took with my friend's family, in fact my family. They have been a second family to me since I befriended Brian.

A vacation away from Iowa and the reality that I have no job is a good one, even if it is to Arkansas. I didn't think much of the chance to see Arkansas when it was first mentioned to me, but I took it as an opportunity to see more of the country and even try to dispel some of the myths that I have allowed the world and myself to create. It is a good feeling whenever you do this, no matter the experience. Aside from the many jokes that we made about it when traveling through Jasper and many of the other small town, it turned out to be a natural and basic beauty that I could appreciate. The locals, for which I wish I could say the same thing, turned out to be somewhat the image that I pictured. I man waiting outside an ice cream shop loved his tobacco so much that upon finishing his cigarette he process to put in a fat dip, but I guess you have to load up on tobacco when you live in a dry county. Anyway, I am getting off the subject at hand.

The purpose of this trip besides enjoying the time that I get to spend with Brian and his family for the limited time that is available until I start the next stage of my life is to allow myself to relax and recoup from the stress of college. Recently I have been on an abnormally long drinking binge. Normally I allow myself 4-5 days to let my body recover from the hell that I put it through, this is different for it is the last hurrah before my joining the rest of society into trying to contribute something positive. All I know is, every day post-finals week was spent getting drunk. This habit continued through the night of graduation spilling deeply into the "Lord's" day and more importantly Mother's day.

The trip allowed me time to get back to a more basic and root of life, the ability to be. Stress builds and builds up into balls of tightly wound energy that makes you turn into to someone that everyone hates. It also is a feeling that you have no affect on the world, but that is the beauty to getting back to the basics of life. There should be no need to affect the world on a grand scale. No one is asking me to to that in the matter of a day, nor week year or decade. A lifetime is the only time allowed when you should be able to have a worldly affect. I realize this and accept it fully. I may be entering a field that is competitive, but it will still be there if I leave it for a few weeks.

I told people that I would be thinking about life and what my next step would be, I really didn't finish this goal. I decided that it would be more important if I focused on relaxing and just to be. There is a natural flow to life, if you allow it to take you over from time to time you will get more out of life. That is where I have met some of my friends out of mere curiosity and floating into a class that isn't even in my major.

One the realizations that I have come to though through this vacation is that I want to take more time to camp. Jim tells stories that he was an explorer in his other life. While the rest of his family scoffed at the possibility of it, I considered it and wondered what I would of been in my previous life. I could of been an explorer. There is nothing like being out in nature expelling the technology that plagues us every hour of our day. I like the idea of taking the necessities out with me, the bare essentials, what we need to survive. I begin to think that I could get rid of a lot of things that I possess. I know that when I move to another place, I will take less than I did to college. I packed an indecent amount of boxes when leaving college, which are now flooding my basement. I am only shunning the possibility that I will be responsible for the removing of all them and storing them somewhere manageable.

I will end this blog with an excerpt from a journal that I wrote after a day of hiking in Arkansas:

Thursday May 18th, 2006

Today was sprinkled with hiking trails that amazed and mystified the beauty of Arkansas for me. Normally I consider this a state full of inbred hicks, but that is alright because they live in an area of the country that contains a rocky but magnificent hills. They aren't quite the majestic and isolated mountains of Wyoming, but they manage to please the five of us.

"Lost Valley" was the highlight of today's ventures. It was somewhat difficult but worth the spent energy. The trails led us up and down the treacherous mini-hills that are typical of the Ozarks. Littered with trees that cover you from the majority of natural sunlight, the trails make for a seedy journey. Hope is only reconciled by occational openings that allow you to see the beauty that is truly in these walks.

If "Lost Valley" was the highlight of today, its pinnacle rose with the viewing of the gorgeous 55 foot waterfall at the end of the hike. There only few words to describe such a scene, and unfortunately I believe that they are not possessed by I. I do, however, believe that I can make an honest effort to describe the water pools that collected beneath the falls. "The water is so clean it to a milky appearance that seems to have religious significance as if to wash the sins of society and our souls if one drinks from its purity."

Refreshingly yours,
Iowa Film Nazi

Wednesday, May 10, 2006

Graduation 2K6

It has been over a month since I have blogged last. In this vacation from blogging I have recieved a few people that have missed my entries. I guess that I have just been tired of the work that it is to blog, but there is an all around apapthy towards everything right now. I felt the same way towards leaving high school. The next step is now working on job prospects, but I am sitting around with my freinds and getting intoxicated to the prison release that I am recieving from my current locale.

To harp on what fellow blogger Clifford said is that I have been in a constant state of remembrance of all of the times that I have had over the past four years. I am coming away from here with a rather pleasent and growing experience. I have had 5 roommates over the past four years and all of them were good for me in some way, shape, or form. They all seemed to challege myself. I learned a lot from everyone of them. I may have come away from the stay with a little annoyance, but I know that I could count on all of them. I have even become rather good friends with all of them.

I want to tell everyone who reads my blog that I am happy that I have met you in my life. My personal philosphy is complicated and I am pretty sure that I haven't even figured it all out quite yet. But I know that I am not alone in these feelings. I believe that the reason we are who we are is in direct relation to what we have experienced and who we have met. I may have not been as out-going and gotten to know everyone that I have had the joy to experience if it wasnt for the Sigs and other key friends. I would have never discovered the joys of alcohol if it wasn't for B.J. I would have never gotten to know Brad, JJ, Will, and the rest of the basketball guys if it wasnt for Cliff. I know the world is a complicated place, and through experience through others we are able to create order for ourselves. I am thankful for all of the people who have made my college experience.

I have gotten drunk the past two nights and will continue for the rest of the week until my acceptance into the real world.

Iowa Film Nazi