Winning does not make me feel happy, and losing does not make me feel sad. With that being said, I am not competitive at all. Sometimes I lose arguments on purpose and I have no problems apologizing to people. To me, it’s not a question of pride but rather a lack of interest to engage in that interaction.
I hardly catch myself feeling jealous of another person. Some people are really accomplished but I either feel happy for them or I don’t care at all. ‘Not caring’ may sound bad but it’s not. *Shrugs*
I’ve completed a goal of mine: To have people take my photo with cherry blossoms in the background.
You can see that these are cherry blossoms by looking at the petals. There is a little slit at the end of each one.
No filter, in Vancouver, BC. Many people get mixed up between plum blossoms and cherry blossoms. There are many differences, but perhaps the easiest way is by looking at the petals. Cherry blossoms have a split at the end of each petal, while plum blossoms (pictured above) do not.
I like to think of myself as a creative person, and that is why I take pictures, cosplay and draw. This blog is my personal space to express myself. I don’t see it as showing off at all. I blog for myself but everyone is welcome to read.
I’ve changed a little these past days. My appreciation for being alone has gone up. Loneliness is not a bad thing.
I have increasingly become more and more disgusted by public transit and public washrooms. I wore gloves when I held onto the handles on the train and I’ll probably wear gloves in the summer as well. Sure, I’ll look weird but I don’t really care about that.
Damn, I have been quite rude to some people in the past. I’ve rejected hugs from people and also told a close friend blatantly to stop touching my arm when I was a teenager.
I am me,
I don’t change for the likes of others