Summer and Nudity.

So as summer draws closer there's three things that seem to come to my mind. The first being what the hell happens to my hair? It's like I develop a large Afro, and I'm white, and the Jewish part of me is so small that I don't think it counts. So I'm stuck with large amount of hair that always seems to be frizzy, and thick. Plans on this summer hair is staying in a pony tale if I don't hack it all off at any rate. The second thing is the discovery of blended drinks when the weather is quite warm, the need for margaritas, daiquiris, Pina Colodas and other blended drinks and the all importance of an ice cold brew-ski. 
The third thing that comes to mind to me lately seems the most important. Perhaps it's because  made my special iced tea which I make every summer this afternoon. Did I also mention I put a crap load of honey in it, so I'm basically high off sugar every time I en jest my magical iced tea. But before my sidetrack my last thought was the idea of clothing. When I was visiting my mom's family in San Diego last month my Aunt told me about a guy who was arrested for running around naked, and publicly pleasuring himself.  Why can't we in our society run around naked especially during the summer months when it's insanely hot. The pleasuring oneself is completely fine for illegal activity. What is the big freaking deal with clothing? Are we as a society so afraid of our own bodies that because we're not model thin that we should bury ourselves away for propriety sake. It's not like seeing women or male naked isn't something we haven't seen before. In Europe nudity isn't that uncommon, little kids grow up seeing it. Are we as society so afraid of one's own potential sexuality that seeing other members of the human race naked is simply a bad thing? I feel that nudity is the human body we see representations of it in movies in textbooks, and the illusion of it, so why is it so bad to see a naked man or woman? I understand why rating in films are PG-13 or R because its relating to sex, which in my opinion is something very private and personal, but to see a naked person yeah it's not your attracted to them all the time, but I just don't understand what the big deal is.
You look in other cultures and you see naked women and naked men and its a part of their culture, why is nudity something wrong? As such I think we as Americans and even to an extent as Europeans fear our sexuality and don't embrace it. There just body parts. If I see a naked person for it's men, but not everyone sets me off, so therefore why is the need to cover up so great? I think we as a people should embrace what was given to us, and not have to hide it behind clothing, or be restricted because of one person's insecurities, and instead walk around naked. Incident exposure should not be illegal, but other acts should continue to be illegal.

JOBS???????

It's sad that major life changes can determine a great about yourself, and that is so true. Recently I've encountered and still suffer from it, the mystery surrounding graduating from college. When a person finishes one avenue of their lives which they had for so long, its not surprising that they would lose focus and some sense of identity, and even to a point of facing depression.  Like my current identity crisis changing so does my hair. I know its always changing, but this time it's growing out.  In a economy where jobs are few and far between. Since I've been home, I've sent out a great deal of resumes, and I plan on filling out applications with hope of getting anything. Five years ago, jobs that I applied for I would have guaranteed simply with a bachelors, but God only knows where I'll end up. At this point I'd take almost anything, including working fast food, but even at this point, I think those jobs are even hard to come across then they had previously. I hate to say it there are times lately, when I regret going to college, but not finishing it. A bachelors is a huge deal, and it was a great deal of work, and sacrifices, times when I would of rather played or gone out drinking or having fun with friends, instead I was working on homework or studying. The question remains was the effort and the work ultimately worth the sacrifices? At this point with the resumes and having only two interviews that did not offer a job I feel frustrated, and stuck in a ruit. The next phase of my plan requires money, and I need a job for that, which is not there. Hopefully I find one sometime soon, which I'm hoping for fingers crossed, I'd like to get start on my paralegal classes, and finish up those sometime in the near future, but in a new world it's hard to say where the money will come from and if they'll be any. So I hope any of my fellow graduates that are coming up are aware of how challenging the economy and jobs are, and don't underestimate it. 

Undergrad complete!!!

So I did it. I finished College, and was awarded my degree this passing week. It feels strange in a way being finished. It's only been three weeks, but I've gone through a million different feelings, I was in shock at first, not quite sure that I'd actually accomplished this task that I began six years ago, to depressed that I was finished. Yes I admit that I got depressed, and strangely I'm not the only person whose felt that way before, particularly after finishing Undergraduate work. Now for once I'm actually at a normal place in my head for once, I'm actually quite proud of myself, still can't believe that I have a Bachelor's of Arts in History. The icing on the cake will come in two months for the actual ceremony in June where for the sake of celebration I'll be clad in crimson, and walking in the heat, and to make matters even more interesting I'm more then likely going to wear a dress. Oh my God I'm turning feminine. 
As I turn my head to my pending graduation and the arrival of my diploma, I think back to the person I was when I began this journey. I was an overweight angry eighteen year old who knew nothing about being happy, I did not know myself. I knew nothing about the world, well I thought I knew everything, but as the years came and went and I passed through higher and higher levels of education, I found myself becoming someone else, different then what I had begun to be.  Now I do realize that sure the same person I started out is there somewhat, but the lack of confidence, humility, and angry no longer seem important. Scars and wounds are healing to somewhat. I look back at everything I've learned in six years and I look at it now and realize its all lead me to me where I am. 
As to what my pending plans are I have a rough idea, and hopefully I'll be heading back to school in the Fall for my paralegal training certification. More then likely this won't be my long term plan, but it's a means to an end for the time being, and the rest is pretty standard, and in time getting out on my own, and having my license. I feel like having a bachelor's under my belt, I can do almost anything now. With the cap and gown ordered and the announcements on their way this marks that I have accomplished so much. I just wish I could of told this to my eight year old self, and believed in that a long time ago.