Hi everyone! It just occurred to me that I should link Myanimelist here. Feel free to friend me/message me on there; I accept all requests. Here it is: https://myanimelist.net/profile/internet_shoujo You can look at all the anime I've watched! I only update it after I've completed a series. I used to be strictly shoujo, but most of the anime I watch are shounen and seinen animes. Some animes I've just finished are Devilman: Crybaby, Neon Genesis Evangelion, and B: The Beginning. Devilman: Crybaby Review There's got to be something about putting a colon in the title of anime that makes it really good. Or maybe it's the other way around; colons are only in the titles of good anime. Devilman: Crybaby was really intriguing and I liked the concept, even though it felt a little done-before. Ryo was my favorite character. I loved his character design and his genius personality. I liked Akira too, but a part of me hoped that he would revert back to his norma...
I haven't updated in forever omg. I wonder if anyone is going to ever going to read this? I'm writing this on New Year's Eve, 2019 and I can hear my neighbors' fireworks outside my window (though it's only 9). I just watched a documentary series thingy on Netflix called "Don't F**k With Cats" and it got me thinking about just how wild the internet is. It's a whole nother world, which is fascinating to me. I kind of wish someone would read this someday. I was looking at some of my other posts and I'm so cringy but whatever. I'm young and I have a right to be weird and dumb sooo... Anyway, happy new year! It's going to be 2020 (the year I graduate! :) )
I think our generation is crowded with kids who spend way to much time in their own heads, me included. We hide behind masks of low self-esteem, self-deprecating jokes, and "humility" for what? To make others like us? To make us like ourselves? We pretend that we don't care but it's a shared secret that we all count our followers from behind the screen. . . . I tend to get inspired too easily and try to mold myself into another girl. She's not even who I want to be; she's someone different entirely. She has lots of friends and plays the ukulele and the bass guitar and the drums and she writes books and has a cool job and drives a fancy car. And starts edgy blogs. She doesn't have a name, and she's always changing, always spontaneous. She follows her dreams despite the risks and is genuinely happy. I wish I were as brave as her. I want to be a musician. but what's the probability that I'll actually make it in that field? One in a tho...
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