Of Comparisons

I want to be unique. I don’t like being compared to somebody else especially to people whom I never had the chance to meet. I don’t like comparisons especially those that will make as small as a dust. No. I don’t want those things. And as much as I don’t like being compared I see to it that I don’t compare. The simple golden rule. It helps as long as you make sure it’s still on the line.

I don’t trust myself when I compare things or people; I have this badĀ attitudeĀ that when I start comparing I go into details– digging as much as I could and being that super OC with details. And the bad thing about this– I usually hurt people around me–people whom I value too much and the people that matters that I’m trying not to hurt.

I don’t know why I had this strange feeling of writing something like this. This might be some kind of a reminder for myself for some unforeseen event that might happen in the future. Sometimes, the thing that we hate the most greets us at some unexpected events in our life. Nah! Life is good. We still have a lot of reasons to smile. And it goes on. It spin–always with or without us.


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