Oh? Has it already been a month? Have I skipped out on three weeks worth of posts? Really? I’m truly sorry for abandoning my post as a humble blogger and to make up for it I promise to post more often. In fact, for more updates, check out my Instagram account (@mayatheotaku) to get all the latest updates on my new schedule.
Well, without further ado, let’s get right down to part two of my Confessions of a fangirl instalment.
1. Wrong context.
It’s hard to remember whether you’re talking to real people or online friends (because those are totally similar) and sometimes you say a sentence, sometimes in the little bit of Japanese you know, meant as an inside joke to @randomusername, and your friend stares at you with dead fish eyes wondering when your friendship drifted. Trying to explain has to be the worst part, I mean, how do you explain hundreds of episodes worth of anime references to a casual (in the best of cases)?
2. Setting standards a bit too high.
Because of ikemen and shoujo manga guys, my image of my next boyfriend is a mixture of Usui Takumi (Kaichou wa Maid-sama), Hibari Kyoya (Katekyo Hitman Reborn) and Rapmon (BTS).
I doubt none of the fangirls or boys reading this have never set fictional character’s actions as a basis for judging real people. Come on, face it, we all do it from time to time.
In this past week, I’ve seen three mentions of Japan (and Japanese culture) in three separate school papers. Some teacher wanted to tell me about the social surveys done in Japan recently. Japan this, Japan that. I feel as if, ever since I’ve started watching anime, the universe is telling me to run away to Japan.
4. Just for kids.
All of us have heard the “anime is for kids” line. Or the “I didn’t expect you to watch this kinda things” and all the others. I showed my mom some scenes from Attack on Titan and Akame ga Kill, two very bloody and gory anime, as well as Black Butler for the demonic touch and a sprinkle of Mirai Niki for the psycho.
And if these uncultured plebs still give you lip, give them a show of Boku no Pico for a child-friendly educational party.
Need I say more? Some people (online and off) treat me like Japan’s ambassador and think I know all there is to know about the place, even if the ENTIRE INDIAN OCEAN separates that country and mine. This only motivates me to run away there.
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That was it for part two, that was a pretty negative list of confessions. Should I do the third part? If you wish to see a more uplifting list, be sure to either comment on this post, contact me, or vote on my instagram poll story (option only valid for one day). In any case, come back next week, and this time for sure, I’ll have more content.
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