Anime x Life

It has recently been pointed out to me that I have not been posting regular posts lately. Which is a very fair assessment. I had this awful idea of creating a book on how fan fiction helps develop a person’s writing. I had written a whole book rough draft under the tittle Bad Fan Fiction. The result of this idea was actually the massive influx of unedited works you have had the horror of scrolling through. I was caught up on the idea of not relying a large binder under my bed and having a more permanent storage space for it. Sadly, I soon realized my technical issues came from organization system of many pages. So I had to use “posts” as my way to store them. Which in a weird way I liked more, because it gave it a sort of web novel feel. As a kid, I used to read the Chinese and Japanese ones all the time. Albeit I could not understand them whats so ever. *Yes, I know I was a weird kid and am currently still a little weird. BUT who isn’t it?* I decided to try and take that advice to heart though. What I wanted originally was a place to write down my up and down thoughts, share my writing and have a place to relax at the end of the day. This blog can be that again.
So here is what this post is about: Anime Relations-
Yea. It’s another nerdy topic. But here me out, I have a strong point. Life is like an anime. For me, I am stuck as the main character of a shoujo; while, all I really want is to be a semi well known character in a shonen. Maybe not even that! Maybe I would be fine in a small one season slice of life or a quick one shot. Too bad, I am trapped in this 600+ episode series. To the further explain this, I’ll start with a small example. In the web novel I have created with a friend (Halfuu x Escape) Hana not only holds almost the ENTIRE BURDEN of fan service, but has a moment were she questions herself about a shipping relationship. I added the moment in because: (a) someone had emailed me about a yuri ship were Hana was the bottom (this will never be a yuri) and that needed to be corrected, (b) and it made me think about when I was a kid. I’m talking early millennials when Asia, Anime and “Asians” weren’t cool or a fad. I remembered sitting in front of a TV watching untranslated anime shows and shouting out BAKA // YABAI // DEMO // KAWAII // SUGOI – etc. I had been shaped in the image of what was underground American Otaku-ness. It was something that got me into a lot of shit. Now, I walk the streets and people blog about yellow fever, english translated light novels, anime themed apparel and hipsters writing stage plays as they listen to Jpop (not even Jrock) and snack on takoyaki. This shit used to get me kicked to the bottom of the totem pole. How in the hell did they get a free ride? Was Watashi ga motete dousunda that big of an influence! Was it Pikachu! Luffy! Sebastian! Ichigo! Naruto!….. Maybe it was Goku’s introduction to the West. Either way, my 5 x 7 childhood was rough. It made it very hard to be happy for the spread of Japanese Cultural Expansion at times. Still, there is some unbitter parts of me that raises a glass of whiskey up at Japan. They done good. Not me though. I haven’t done too good. Reading my friends blog post about my Lupus Diagnosis really cemented the thoughts I had not spent time paying attention too: I was unhappy. When you are a young starry eyed high school you have this faith that everything will eventual reveal itself as a logical path to an end goal. Turns out that’s not the case! Ever. That’s not the easiest thing to choke down at 20 years old. I staked my entire future happiness on the idea that there was this straight path I needed to follow. Now, all individual issues aside, I don’t even think that if there was a straight path it would lead me to the end I want. Because thanks to unrealistic expectations from successful hard working baby boomers and increasingly all consuming fictional works, I no longer understand what I should want. They key word being should. Was there every a should moment in happiness? Not, if any of the hallmark cards got things right. So now here I was, finally a character in my own shonen ready to start an adventure. Too bad, I took three years to realize I was in a shonen and that I was one of the heroes. I feel like maybe I’m starting to lose my point… But I’ll try to ramble through this. At twenty years old, I have realized that I am exactly the rebel without a cause. I wake up, follow the same route, find the same unhappy result and do it over again like an insane person. I haven’t let myself understand that there are multiple paths to happiness. So yea, my health sucks, my family needs to be commited, my cat may kill me in my sleep and I may have to change a semester off of school to a year, but as the old Yid’s always said: ” Alts iz gut nor in der tseit.” All is good in time. TIIIIMMMMEEE. You old/young bastard. You gave us eighty years on average and twenty of them are just here to teach us how to count and read. And they say Jews are cheap and stingy. Have they ever met time? He’s the cheapest and stingiest of them all… But, even the cheap and stingy make points. Even animated cartoons full of fan service about couple shippings has a point. I need to start doing what I’ve always wanted to do. Not what I thought I always had to do. I think it’s time I put on my big girl panties (don’t worry, these ones still have green lanterns on them) and take a step towards an idea of who I could be. Now, I’m not saying I am going to hike the PCT -YET-, but I think no matter what happens with my late applications for internships I’m going to travel. I have 4 months to kill. Surely, a cheap and stingy Jew like me should be able to find a way to survive that long? I mean, biking through the Kyoto streets to have tea and write in a small cafe has to be good for my Lupus? We can call it my new prescription. It even includes my very own chibi reminder on the pad.
Did you stat with me?
Your somewhat overwhelmed,
I.L. Knight
P.s. If you do read Halfuu x Escape the official pairing names for the Couples depending on your top preferences are as followed:
(a) Haruko – Haru x Minako
(b) Minaru – Minako x Haru
(c) Haji – Hana x Keiji                               
(d) Keina – Keiji x Hana
(e) Keiru – Keiji x Haru  
(f) Hake – Haru x Keiji                              
(g) Minna – Minako x Hana                       
(h) Hanako – Hana x Minako                   
(i) Yuru – Yuri x Haru
(j) Tetsuko – Tetsuo x Minako
These are the current agreed upon ship names for all. Although none of the characters will have a Yuri  relationship, feel free to create your own non-cannon 

work with the couples names provided — If you come  up with something better, let us know!–
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The -dere

During my brief and wonderful vacation in Quebec City I had the chance to watch an anime my friend suggested to me- servant x service. It was pretty great. After discussing the anime with the friend and one other friend, who I had passed on the recommendation to watch, I realized that I was using a word they had never hear of. The little nerds never heard of the word Tsundere. A Tsundere in simple terms is an anime character who on the outside is sometimes violent, but it is sweet on the inside. It is the first of the four -dere types of Japanese anime; the other three being: Yandere, Kudere, Dandere. Yandere is the term for someone who is sweet and cute on the outside, but would fuck someone up to keep there partner with them. A Kudere is a character who acts unemotional on the outside, but is secretly sweet on the inside. You know, the emotionless anime character who has a small tear when they pick up a cat left in a box on the side of the road. The last -dere is the Dandere, the character who is shy and/or anti-social and opens up only to very specific people.
If you could meet the friends who I was talking to you you would see why it was hysterical that they didn’t know about the -dere. I received the recommendation from a stereotypical real life Tsundere and passed on the recommendation to the Korean male version of the real life Dandere How could they not know! They where nerds, albeit more popular less stereotypically nerdy nerds then me, but still nerds. 
Explaining it to them was easy, thankfully. What was even weirder was the -dere I was labelled with. THEY SAID I WAS A YANDERE. Images of Yuno from Future Diaries flashing in my mind the rest of the night. I swear, I am not that bad. No, I can’t be that bad. 

A topsy-turvy anime obsessed,
I.L. Knight

P.s. I need to stop teaching friends anime terms. It back fires…

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Hide and Seek- Lizz

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Childhood & Naruto

I think there is a part of me that will never grow up. BECAUSE THE NEWS OF AN OFFICIAL CONTINUATION OF NARUTO THROUGH HIS CHILDRENS’ GENERATION HAS ME LIKE A SQUIRREL ON CRACK COCAINE. I have gone through the steps of re-crying over Neji’s death, re-igniting my love for Naruhina, marathoned shippuden/the last/Boruto and prepared myself for the apparent sci-fi twist of the new series. I am so excited. I need spring 2016 to just come so I can keep reading. I am dying to see the character development of Himawari, a possible relationship between Himawari and Inojin, HER HAVING THE FOX, the expected relationship of Boruto and Sarada, their character developments and in general just to see how badass all the kids will be. I can’t wait to see how the kids reflect both parents and the relationships the other villages have with each other now. 

I AM JUST SO EXCITED AND HYPER AND HAPPY,
I.L. Knight

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Himawari-Hearts Grow

BuzzFeed Quizzes

After endless hours of conversations with friends and Buzzfeed quizzes I have come to the conclusion that I am a pretty weird person. Weird in the sense that I really do seem to like sad things and exhibit eccentric and often random likes for things. I don’t have a problem with this. It’s just…

I don’t know? Maybe I want to fit in a nice neat box. My friends joke that my life is like a drama or a movie. I suppose that would make a lot of people happy, having the extreme ups and downs. For me, I’ve just always wanted to be perfectly average.  Average looks, average intelligence, average social life, career, wants, hopes, dreams and love.

Maybe at the end of the day I feel so meh all the time because I want to be something I’m not. Not that I’m this super special person. I’m just someone who won’t fit in a nice neat box. Coming to terms with that may be the best thing for me.

The problem is, I don’t know how to come to terms with that. How do you see yourself as special when you never wanted to be special?

I mean how do you combine a everything unique about a person into one nice category?

Let’s take my Buzzfeed quiz results for instance:

I am destined to end up with InuYasha.
If I was an anime playing volleyball player I’d be the smart ass Toru Oikawa.
I’m chill like I’m basically a yaoi anime character Haruka Nanase.
I’m as playful as Neko from K Project.
I belong in a Teen Wolf episode.
I am the human form of Lemon Cake.
I am apparently destined to become a Black Lantern.
Also the Joker.
I am apparently as intense as Batman,
And super charged as Wanda Maximoff.
As avoidant of the past as Simba,
and as eccentric as Rafiki.
I’m even apparently working on being as bad ass as Ryuko Matoi.
If giant man eating monsters came alive I’d be Mikasa Ackerman.

How do people take all of these results and make this into one person?

p.s. I know this is a lot of quizzes. It’s just a thing I do with a friend. We compare and laugh. Don’t judge girl bonding time 😛

I.L. Knight

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Getting to Know You – Julie Andrews