"Now I'm Alone, Just Me And My Thoughts

I wish all my writers a happy new year. May all your stories finally be written, sentences be completed, emotions be evoked with beautifully crafted words, readers be moved to tears, the urge to create be satisfied.

I am tired of this place. Please take me away. What do I have to do to getaway?

The last line is strong with this one

Sasuke: Why are you guys doing? We have to train.

Kakashi: We need to take for a moment. Seat down.

Sasuke: ...Okay?

Sakura: I saw this at the academy and it made me think of you. It's a Feeling Stick. Whoever's holding a Feeling Stick has permission to say whatever he or she is feeling without being judged. I'll go first. I feel like I want to know what you're feeling. *Gives it to Sasuke*

Sasuke: Put that down.

Sakura: No. We have to talk, it'll be good for you.

Sasuke: No, we don't.

Naruto: *Takes the stick* I feel that Sasuke is not honoring the Feeling Stick.

Kakashi: *Takes the stick* I feel Sasuke's had a particularly bad day, and I feel that Sasuke should share his feelings with us.

Sakura: *Takes the stick* I feel supported.

Sasuke: Sakura, stop! And what are you two doing?

Kakashi: *Takes the stick* I feel Sasuke is yelling.

Sasuke: Stop it! *runs away*

Kakashi: And that's how you defeat a sharingan.

Screaming! Trippin'! Creaming!

Sakura Supremacy

It's weird how fast the time passes. I was busy being... well, busy, and life went by me.

Summer nights. I never put together why I felt so nostalgic about this specific time of the year, even though it's not my favorite season. Now that I think of it, it has more to do with television and wattpad.

You see, growing up I wasn't allowed to go out of my house unless it was for school. So television became my only source of happiness. I was very drawn to cartoons and kid's shows, especially the one's from Japan. Shin Chan, Doraemon, Ryukendo, Beyblade, you name it. While I'm aware that it's supposed to be called anime, it's considered cartoon in my country because of it's dubbed version being widely known.

I lived in small towns for most of my life so this atmosphere was mostly peaceful. I would sit out near the grass before my bedtime to feel something. The chirping of crickets and the soft breeze eased my little heart that longed for friends. Not that it matters now, but not being able to interact with my friends during vacation made my feel like a frog in a well. A frog who knew how the life outside the well looked.

When I turned 12, I got a hand-me-down phone from my mother. I quickly opened a Facebook account to connect with my friends after school season ended. It didn't do much since my friends were busy hanging out with people, in-person. I was still a kid obsessed with a fictional character so I took quizzes online and eventually it led me to the world of fanfictions.

I swear to God the fanfictions back in the day were different. Those still has sex scenes but it was a result of several cute interactions and awkward sexual tension, not the dominant, angry alpha, arrogant ceo bullshit you see these days. Even the Alpha characters in old fanfictions used to be cold but empathetic, unlike the uncontrollable monsters of today. The old ones were only misunderstood to be monsters, the ones these days are actual monsters.

Anyways, it all led me to the peak era of wattpad (2014-2017). I became obsessed with fanfictions and read around 20000 words per day. I would've read more if my internet access wasn't limited. I would read it under the stars while sitting out near the garden or in my dimly lit room with my windows wide open.

I could go on about these forever but I won't. One thousand or more words aren't enough to share the impact of Japanese children’s shows and anime on my childhood and the longing for to relive the lonely but simple past every summer night.

Hating a fictional character with all your heart is one of the most pathetic things a person can do. Instead of appreciating the characters you love, you choose to waste your time and energy on hating a character that doesn't even exist. It's time to get a life and stop projecting your insecurities and problems onto a fictional character. Are you hating on that character because you have a terrible life, or because you cannot face the reality of your own? Or is it that if you don't hate it, you'll have nothing to do but blame yourself for all the things you have messed up? Instead of hating on something that doesn't exist, hate yourself for the way you are. At least it's less pathetic this way.

My God looks like the collision of two neutron stars.

I wanna live in the idealized version of Japan.

May I be able to earn enough money to move away from this place and afford a comfortable life. Amen.

so I got into grad school today with my shitty 2.8 gpa and the moral of the story is reblog those good luck posts for the love of god

Just remembered how good my life was when BTS World came out.

Sucks that I couldn't get a coffee date with Yoongi.