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Who Knew
Who knew time would past by so fast?
That decisions I thought are far away as possible are in my face, angry and demanding? Who knew that growing up would be such a painful thing to face, the decisions, the tears, the rejection, the demands? Who knew paperwork, time frame, deadlines would be your nemesis in this grown up game of jumping head long into an industry with but your naive thinking and "knowledge" you thought suffices under your belt? Who knew that after all that slogging, sometimes, you are just NOT good enough to make the cut? Who knew that feeling of coming second holds out even after feeling it when you're ten years old, shuffling in your school shoes, heart beating a few beats too fast and your face burning as you smile, hoping, wishing that the first place is yours? Who knew that time changes everything, literally. That things you knew just only shy off two years ago would be so different, so unexpected and somehow at times, in the quiet of the night, or when you're plugged into your I-pod listening to tunes on a bus or walking on the street to catch a bus or when you're doing chores listening to songs playing that all of this seem to bother you relentlessly. And you wonder how it could have turn out the way it did.
Who knew positivity only gets you so far? That positivity wanes as you receive blow after blow of rejection, of disapproval, of walking into walls of uncooperative replies.
Questions. Questions.
And yes, I'd be positive still. Because I believe in Philippians 4:13.
That decisions I thought are far away as possible are in my face, angry and demanding? Who knew that growing up would be such a painful thing to face, the decisions, the tears, the rejection, the demands? Who knew paperwork, time frame, deadlines would be your nemesis in this grown up game of jumping head long into an industry with but your naive thinking and "knowledge" you thought suffices under your belt? Who knew that after all that slogging, sometimes, you are just NOT good enough to make the cut? Who knew that feeling of coming second holds out even after feeling it when you're ten years old, shuffling in your school shoes, heart beating a few beats too fast and your face burning as you smile, hoping, wishing that the first place is yours? Who knew that time changes everything, literally. That things you knew just only shy off two years ago would be so different, so unexpected and somehow at times, in the quiet of the night, or when you're plugged into your I-pod listening to tunes on a bus or walking on the street to catch a bus or when you're doing chores listening to songs playing that all of this seem to bother you relentlessly. And you wonder how it could have turn out the way it did.
Who knew positivity only gets you so far? That positivity wanes as you receive blow after blow of rejection, of disapproval, of walking into walls of uncooperative replies.
Questions. Questions.
And yes, I'd be positive still. Because I believe in Philippians 4:13.
