Mada Mada Da Ne

Yuuri's Way

Ok, I'm currently watching Kyo Kara Maou with Cloud and for the ignorant mortals out there who aren't part of the genuine otaku breed, don't even bother reading this. Discriminatory? Oh not at all! Just telling people outright that if they don't know anything about anime AND are not interested in getting to know it, this blog is definitely not for you. Of course, this goes to show that anime is a religion with us so don't bother posting comments adverse to our principles...it can get nasty, hehe. On to the blogging. As I was saying, we were watching Kyo Kara Maou and our first impression (and still current impression) was this anime was going nowhere plot-wise. It was ridiculously fun, chock-full of all the ingredients that made up "entertainment" anime plus it has "yaoi" written all over the faces of the bishounens (which is just an added plus as far as this fangirl is concerned). However, after the first season ended, the series got weirdly serious and it just didn't fit. But hey, like in any anime, there's always "something" there that keeps you hooked and in this case, it was Shibuya Yuuri, the main protagonist. Now Yuuri was the 27th Maou (Demon King) and at 15 years old, had to try to rule an entire kingdom. Very stereotype. But Yuuri is anything but a typecast. Yuuri  was physically a wimp but he had a good heart deep inside his puny body. Yuuri didn't was that proverbial Good Samaritan who would help anyone he could come across even if they be from the "other side" (the humans in this anime were the enemies of the Mazoku...blah...blah). Now this may seem stupid (and at times it really is), but Yuuri would probably help a snake and allow it to bite him if it would make the snake happy. The thing is, Yuuri just wanted everyone to be happy at his own expense but it wasn't for any self-righteous reason whatsover. I bet he'd be happy to be stung by a scorpion if the scorpion would be happy stinging him. Now in theory, Yuuri would probably be labeled as a "weakling" who couldn't run a country decently but then, is it really "weakness" to seek happiness by making others happy in an unconditional way? I think Yuuri is a lot closer to my Roman Catholic religion's teachings than the so-called religious in our Church. He didn't even need to read the bible and memorize all those horrendous events...he just knew deep within that what he did FELT RIGHT not only for his people but for him as well. I think this is what sets this type of leader apart from the rest of humanity's flawed stereotypes. Yuuri didn't need a reason to be "wimpily" kind. He just is. And it made him happy no matter how many times he got stabbed in the back. Eventually, they got tired of stabbing and embraced him. Which got me to thinking...this is why I love anime. Now evertime I think of those who sting and stab me, I'll remember Yuuri and anime. Let them bite. Let them sting. Let them stab. I will learn Yuuri's "weakness" and be the happiest person in the end.

Should I be writing this?

I dunno...it's raining really hard today. I love the rain. It brings out the romantic idealist in me. What in the world is a romantic idealist? Hmm...just someone who's born to destroy and self-destruct believing others will fail him first so he tries too hard and leaves almost nothing behind for himself. Tragic...hehe. When it rains I think of so many things. I think of anime of course...especially shoujo animes. I'm in an Onegai Teacher mode right now. Onegai Teacher...I could feel my thought bubbles blowing and popping at the very thought of that anime. *Sigh*. I don't even know why I'm writing this crap. There's really something I want to put down here but I better not---at least not for now. Let's just say reading too many Gokusen fanfics has really muddled my already mushy brain. *Duh*

I bare my fangs...

Oh yes indeed! it's about time I started hitting back even if it's only through one of my many *ahem* totally wonderful talents---I'm talking about journalistic talent here people, not just mindless scribbling. About time I got this blog, I had a blog back then at topcities but the stupid domain shut me down for no apparent reason so my beautifully layouted blog was now a mere whisper of a memory. In any case, I needed a venue to vent out my frustrations and so this shall be it so beware mwahahahaaaa!!!

Now let's get started on the massacre...yesterday, we went to SM City and my mother pointed out to some stupid looking women dressed in medical garb, I'm guessing they're medical technologists or nurses. Now this girl sees me, witnesses my gorgeous long locks and makes very malicious facial gestures to her companion, indicating MOST LIKELY that I was the one with that sex video crap (which was not mine but some bitch at halaka.tk and uploads.ph downloaded a file named St. Jude Scandal, replaced the file name with my name and blue-toothed it to every possible sex maniac in town...of course this bitch who did that knows that I'm onto her and she's really walking on coals right now hehe...betcha I could smack a really wild forehand in her face when I get some real, hard evidence of her being the culprit...darling John2 is so excited he's decided to train me every gym time for the grand face-off). Anyway, to get back to the story, I got so annoyed at this girl who just had NOT to mind her own freaking business so I went up to her AS IN REALLY, REALLY NEAR her---with the proximity of about a sliver of a breath away, smacked my fist into my palm several times and gave her my famous "I kill therefore I am" stare. Cloudy reckons the girl turned ashen-white after that littel encounter...heheee. Morale of the story: don't cross the line if you can't hack it.

Anyway, after that incident, I was back to my normal self, as I am these days. I refuse to let that malicious issue bother me and turn my youthful aura into that of a 35-year old hag, which, by the way, is how the bitch spreading that sex-video rumor actually looks like in person. Hmm...must be hell to look like the Queen of the Living Dead when you're still in your twenties that you just have to bring other people down through sick devices. Well, I'm letting the All-Powerful take care of her...err.."it?" hehe...because like my mama says "We still believe in karma." Still, darling Joseph calls this unprecendented publicity and boy, does he know how to take advantage of it ^_~. Well, I'm not putting up for this kind of tripe so the next person who would dare to incur my wrath in public regarding that sex-video thing, puhleez have your life insurance prepared. I'm baring my fangs and as Ryoma Echizen would say..."mada mada da ne" ---it's never over until you say it is. I'm not quitting just because some crazy bitch slung some slime over my luscious profile. As Makino Tsukushi would say (of course you don't know her unless you're a genuine hybrid otaku, silly!) "I'm a weed. Try killing me and I'll only grow thicker and stronger than ever." I'm a weed. It'll take more than cheap tricks---like a lousy attempt at a fake sex video---to snuff off my flames.