my own story of envy

Last nite at DATE, we discussed about envy/jealousy.

I have my own story about it that I didn’t share last nite.

I currently do envy someone.

But I never wanted to make it looks like it really matters to me.

No, I don’t think it’s necessary for other people to know.

Because, I know envy is just about stupidity.

Well, I have this particular person, my friend.

People always think that we’re bestfriends, because so often they see us both together.

But, hm .. I dunno, maybe we’re not bestfriends, at this moment for sure, maybe in the future, I dunno. But if you ask me, yes, I would like to be this person’s bestfriend.

Ok, let’s just call this person, IT. Sometimes I just envy IT, for having such a great family, not just great, but also wealthy. IT gets all the facilities that I couldn’t have. IT has the skills that I don't have that most of the girls would fall for. IT loves sports, while I love fashion, the latest trend, entertainment world, and all other stuff that people called swishy or not too manly. When I’m standing next to IT, or when I’m walking with IT, I feel like I am hidden behind ITs shadow. Umm .. maybe not hidden, but covered. If they talk to both of us, soon they will realize that IT has so much more than what I have.

It kinda hard for me, to meet IT, or to be there next to IT, because actually sometimes it’s killing me!! But, yeah, I know, that envy is just about stupidity. So I decided not to make it bigger. I just have to be more grateful and learn to see what I have in my life, instead of busy seeing things that I don’t have in my life. I’m just human.