Fact:
School is nothing compared to the real world where you were once a big fish and now you’re suddenly plankton.
Fact:
People expect more from you in the real world but sometimes it’s just not possible no matter how many hours you slave trying to perfect the facade you want to present to the world.
Fact:
Opportunities come and go but when they inevitably go you have to remember that you will meet again some day.
Fiction:
Everybody will love you in the real world.
I’ve recently been thinking about this so called ‘real world’ and how it, for lack of a better more eloquent and intelligent word, often sucks. Firstly, in the real world there’s this thing called money. Which is essential. No seriously, you need it. Where does this money come from? A job. That too is essential being that money is so essential. Is it easy to find a job even though your resume is full of the wonderful things you’ve said about yourself and done? No, it is not. Are employers willing to hire someone with little experience and take them under their wings and guide them through the wilderness? No, they are not.
Then there’s this little thing called an education. You need that for a job. Well, at least a good job that will make you financially stable and support you in the uncertainty that is the world’s economy. That’s a no brainer. To get an education you have to go to University. Oh good old University where no one cares if you pass or fail they just want you to get out of your comfort zone where you lay happily for most of your school years.
Then team University with the prospect of getting a job and you have created a little baby called Internships or Work Experience. Now these, oh my these, are harder to find than four leaf clover. Or maybe not so much hard to find but hard to obtain. No one finds the clover, everyone is eternally unlucky. No, that’s not true. But it does take a lot of almost four leaf clovers and a lot of weeds until you finally do snatch the ultimate plant of luckiness.
Which brings me to the conclusion of this rant that life is one big door that opens and closes and opens and closes and only the quickest and most intelligent (and beautiful although I don’t see how beauty holds a door open unless the door is an attractive man who wants to buy the beautiful person a drink) person to slide Indiana Jones’ style through the smallest opening.
For the rest of us normal people, we really just need to make like Santa and climb down that chimney. It may be dark and dirty sometimes but at the end there is a glass of milk and plate of cookies.
Now that’s definitely worth ditching the doors and climbing down some chimneys, don’t you think?
My One Ally 
Posted on April 11, 2012
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