My Life's Mine. Your Life's Yours.

I just stalked my friend’s Instagram account when I saw something that kinda envious. Herself in a portrait with her friends. Looked so happy. I was quite... well, feel jealous and something like that. I’ve never had such a friendship like that. Hanging out, take photos in photobox... never. Ever.

And I often saw them throwing milkshake, eggs, flour, and water to each other when one of them had her birthday. My father always looked upset when he saw such a thing. He always warned me to NOT to do that. I always like, “Hmm, okay Dad, yeah” while inside, I’m like “Relax, Dad. NO ONE would throw flour and something like that to me on my birthday. I’m not that famous. My best friend even once forgot about my birthday...”

 Me? Jealous? To be honest, YES. But I always remember that me and my friends have another way to have fun. We’re not kind of people who like to spent a lot of money (well, maybe yes, but not so often) only to have fun. Just gather around and have a chit-chat or something... that’s quite fun.

And then I realized: why do I have to be jealous at something that other people have when I already have something that people jealous at?

Let me give you an example. My mother, for sure. Some of my friends said that I have to be grateful since I have such a great mother like her, and yeah, I do. My mother isn’t home right now, and since her leaving I’ve dreamt about her twice. See? I do love her. So do my friends. FYI, my mother is a counselor in my school. No wonder my friends know her.

So. The point is, my friends said that they are jealous at me because I have such an angel-hearted mother. Okay, I know this is quite exaggerated, but my friends said so. I just laughed at them and said thank you. Back to the question, why do you have to be jealous at something that other people have when you already have something that people jealous at? That is the point.

Also, this is my life that God had given to me. This is my life, and I should enjoy it. Enjoy every hour, every minute, and every second of your life. And every milisecond, microsecond, and so on. I have to confess that sometimes there’s one point where you feel depressed, sad, down, and something like that. Let’s just say, there’s some dark moments in your life. But that’s normal. That’s human nature. That’s make sense. Just be happy.

Although sometimes I wish I can be like them... the girls I’ve noticed above...

So, why do I have to be jealous at other people’s life? :)

My life’s mine. Your life’s yours.