Tuesday, June 15, 2004

 

We Were Students

I just watched a good movie called We Were Soldiers . It stars Mel Gibson as a Lt. Col. in US Army during Vietnam. He starts the first Air Cavalery division in the Army that utilizes the new technology of helicopters. It might be a little too bloody in parts for some, but I respect it for "Keeping it Real" as Oprah fans would put it. It doesn't try to dramitize the gory horrible parts of war. Yet it shows the courage of the men that fought for in a war in a distant place. Memo to self: I really don't know as much as I should about the Vietnam war. It's one aspect of history that I need to bone up on. It seems like there were lots of stupid mistakes made that costed thousands of American lives. But I do think that we as a country have learned from them.
But that's not what this Blog was going to be about. (Veiled reference to Alice's Resturant). It's about the transition from College to the "Real world". I've seen friends of mine in the midst of this transition. It's amazing to watch from the sidelines. I've seen friends of mine that would have stayed up till 4 in the morning just watching movies or playing cards wither at the sight of the late hour of 1 AM. I suppose that this change in attitude comes with a drastic change in responsiblity. I can see myself warping into an über-responsible person one day. Even right now I have my responsible tendencies. But I have this need, almost what you would call a drive, to try lots of new things and not to have a closed mind.
There are times that this attitude can get me in trouble. There are times when I don't follow this mantra to a "T". But I can see the end of my freewheeling life ahead. There will be a time in the relitivley near future when I will have a steady job that I have to be at. I'll devote myself to my work and try to do the best job that I can. I won't have time to stay out late or just watch TV. The unfortuante part is that with the job comes money to do wild and crazy things. Yet the money costs time. For without working what could be long and horrible hours, I won't have the money to do what I want when I want. It places a person in quite a quandry.
So the moral of this story is don't let an oportunity pass you by. I need to take the chance when it is presented to me. It may never be presented again. This is the motto of the "Summer of Marc, Part Deux". It is why I am going to a tanning bed, working out, and going to England. If I've got the chance to do it, I better take advantage of my time here.

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