I'm sure many people can admit to watching Dragonball Z when they were younger. Liking anime shouldn't be frowned upon. I don't judge and people should be allowed to express themselves how they want without fear of ridicule because it's what makes them happy. If you want to walk around in cat ears and a tail (or some kind of other costume) and consider yourself an "otaku", as long as you aren't completely obnoxious or a jerk about it, by all means, go for it! I will even admit that if I had time in college, I would have joined Belegarth (the "medieval combat club"). I can't even begin to tell you how many people gave that group odd stares, cruel smirks, and vicious chuckles when waking past them on the quad. It saddens me to see that people get laughed at and judged just for having fun in their own unique way.
I have been watching it guilt free since I was about 10 years old. Years later, I am still catching myself watching it in my free time. This time, I am realizing that I have a greater understanding for the concepts depicted in each show. For example, Gravitation displays homosexuality and .Hack//Sign displays mental health issues, such as depression and anxiety. These are topics brought up in every day conversation and important to be well-versed in. Anime is just like any other show you would find on TV, except it has origins from Japan and is animated. I don't think it's "weird" at all. Better yet, I'd even want to go to a large convention (ex ACEN) if I had more people who'd want to go with me. I also think that anime is better than a lot of shows that are prominent among the latest gossip, such as Jersey Shore. I also think that having the protagonist end up in a fantasy land from being flushed down the toilet is hilarious.
Anime fosters the creative mind imagine deeper than normal because many of these situations are based off of fictional situations with the characters having personalities resembling what a certain type of person would be like. Also, drawing anime and good cosplay are extremely difficult to do and require a creative mind. Unfortunately, society doesn't consider anime to be "normal" and just assumes that anime watchers are "different". You often find these people being the ones who are picked on at school, which is extremely unfortunate. It makes no sense to me. In reality, I have found people who are open about watching anime to be more genuine and comfortable with themselves compared to those who are afraid of what others will think and keep that interesting tidbit under wraps. People are doing what makes them happy, which is all that should matter in the end! Disregard society's norms and what people think you should or should not do to "fit in". For all who stopped watching anime because people made fun of them, I am so sorry. I think anime is one of the most incredible forms of media out there and I want to promote as many people as possible to watch it without feeling ashamed of doing so!
Monday, June 3, 2013
Saturday, June 1, 2013
Douse the Despair Short Story Intro
Yeah, I have been in a reflective mood lately and spontaneously decided to write a short story about my apartment mishap to finally just get it off my chest and be able to 100% move on from it. Long story short, I had a nightmare of a living situation for two years and was basically confined to my room the entire time. I spent those years finding any way to run away from my apartment for good, but fortunately enjoyed virtually everything else during that time.
I wrote a poem yesterday called "Douse the Despair" that basically discussed my outlook on going back and forth between my apartment and home... both of which were awful. It was like me struggling to maintain optimism through turmoil. With that being said, I decided to keep the title the same and draw out the poem in writing terms.
Here's the poem: http://dbzmaron.blogspot.com/2013/05/douse-despair.html
In my intro, I decided to centralize everything around me (Shira) and the roommate (Kylie). The roommate's boyfriend (who basically freeloaded and lived there too) will be introduced later.
Don't mess with me or I will write about you ;) Jk! I am NOT an advocate for Taylor Swift's writing style, nor am I a fan, but that just seems to be how my mind has been working lately (except I'm not writing about an ex boyfriend of mine in a negative way)!
Enjoy!
"Go to your room!" You hear these words in your childhood days when being punished for frolicking in the creek and coming home dirty. A welcoming place known as home would be the epitome of intensified feelings of solitary confinement in a prison cell.
In the crazy college town of Average where crushed beer bottles on the sidewalk are a commonality, apartment life for college students is one of the most sought after experiences one can ever hope for… except for Shira. Yearning to meet new people, she asks a girl she barely knows, Kylie, to live with her. Shira's optimism and cheerful nature would only place her in a toxic environment which she constantly compares to living in hell. When she would go back to her hometown on occasion, she would be greeted by her monstrous parents and retreat her room for safety. Shira first moving into the apartment was like walking into a room with vicious animals greeting her at the door. She felt very unwelcome, put her belongings in the remaining crevices, walked into her bedroom, and shut the door. Kylie's initial cordial, friendly, and manipulative nature prompted Shira to decide to stay at the apartment for a second year. After resigning the lease, a new home turned into a confining witches den set up for Shira's two year punishment…
I wrote a poem yesterday called "Douse the Despair" that basically discussed my outlook on going back and forth between my apartment and home... both of which were awful. It was like me struggling to maintain optimism through turmoil. With that being said, I decided to keep the title the same and draw out the poem in writing terms.
Here's the poem: http://dbzmaron.blogspot.com/2013/05/douse-despair.html
In my intro, I decided to centralize everything around me (Shira) and the roommate (Kylie). The roommate's boyfriend (who basically freeloaded and lived there too) will be introduced later.
Don't mess with me or I will write about you ;) Jk! I am NOT an advocate for Taylor Swift's writing style, nor am I a fan, but that just seems to be how my mind has been working lately (except I'm not writing about an ex boyfriend of mine in a negative way)!
Enjoy!
"Go to your room!" You hear these words in your childhood days when being punished for frolicking in the creek and coming home dirty. A welcoming place known as home would be the epitome of intensified feelings of solitary confinement in a prison cell.
In the crazy college town of Average where crushed beer bottles on the sidewalk are a commonality, apartment life for college students is one of the most sought after experiences one can ever hope for… except for Shira. Yearning to meet new people, she asks a girl she barely knows, Kylie, to live with her. Shira's optimism and cheerful nature would only place her in a toxic environment which she constantly compares to living in hell. When she would go back to her hometown on occasion, she would be greeted by her monstrous parents and retreat her room for safety. Shira first moving into the apartment was like walking into a room with vicious animals greeting her at the door. She felt very unwelcome, put her belongings in the remaining crevices, walked into her bedroom, and shut the door. Kylie's initial cordial, friendly, and manipulative nature prompted Shira to decide to stay at the apartment for a second year. After resigning the lease, a new home turned into a confining witches den set up for Shira's two year punishment…
Friday, May 31, 2013
Douse the Despair
After my worst nightmare in my college apartment for my latter two years, referred to as the prime place of learning (because I was in college) and how insanely awful I feel living at home with my parents, I would leave one place of hell and go to the other. My only escape would be to go to class, my activities, go to the library/to study, and go out with my friends. I felt absolutely horrible.
I want to inspire people until the day I die. The recent passing of my friend has made me want to continue this legacy and I also had a friend who has been there for me since my life turned around. I always like to see the good in everything instead of dwelling on what's awful. I looked forward to moving out of my college apartment for about a year and 8 months (getting out was quite refreshing), but moving out of my parents house will be quite liberating!
It is about maintaining optimism through turmoil.
I am also using this for spoken word!
I want to inspire people until the day I die. The recent passing of my friend has made me want to continue this legacy and I also had a friend who has been there for me since my life turned around. I always like to see the good in everything instead of dwelling on what's awful. I looked forward to moving out of my college apartment for about a year and 8 months (getting out was quite refreshing), but moving out of my parents house will be quite liberating!
It is about maintaining optimism through turmoil.
I am also using this for spoken word!
Inspire
Courage
Integrity
The ideal person wants to carry these core
values upon their sleeve
With full force and visibility
Not to try to please the world
But to provide it with more
When that dreaded monster appears
You struggle to withstand its blows and stay
true to yourself
Even when your heart is on lockdown
The evil only wants to instill cruelty
While being thirsty for brutality
Only to inflict pain and suffering onto others
Even family…
Suicide
Silence
Sorrow
Praying is all a dream of wishing for more…
You’re scared to a point of panic
You’re scared to a point of panic
Bitter towards being shoved towards the side
of hate
While being a prime advocate for love…
The devil struggles to shine through
As a hero marches to the beat of her heart…
Calling her shots
Just like that
She’s winning the game
Holding her own fire
With strength succeeding…
Optimism later struggles to prevail…
A message is thrown in her face with the
"Good Riddance" encased in the title bar…
Yearning for closure
Turmoil flies through the air
In not one, but two separate places that
should be a home
One with family and one in the prime place of
being
She wakes up to a cloud that blooms thunder
over her head
To only see the dark and ugly…
With her room the only place to go,
She feels hopeless,
Lost,
Terrified,
Alone
All while living in toxicity…
How disgusting is that?
Nowhere to even land?
The word "if" flies over her head
Forced in someone else's space for years
Or another that is rotting
Living improperly and miserably…
Powerless…
Almost beyond the point of no return
Looking ahead for the day of departure
To douse all of the despair!
Someone takes her under their wings
And tells her how to make a mark,
How to acquire power
And how to succeed!
After feeling like constantly been going back
and forth from one side of hell to the other
The knowledge of being triumphant is steadily
acquired
And a vast following is magnetized to her
movements!
Liberation can successfully douse the despair
Turn frustration into pride,
Turn anger into strength,
And convert negativity into beauty
And convert negativity into beauty
In order to project these magical words
worldwide!
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