Americans are rather friendly is suspense filled situations. They’re always yelling out ‘hello’. It’s really weird, why would you let the big bad know you’re there and where you are.
I first started noticing this in Supernatural when I watched seven seasons in a row. But now that I’m watching a bunch of horrors I got from a friend, I see they do it a lot.
Maybe I don’t interact enough with the supernatural, but I don’t imagine myself yelling ‘hello’ at suspicious sounds and shadows.
There are some tropes I love – I know them, I recognise them and I love them. I seldom go to TV Tropes because there will be hours of entertainment and very little of anything else and sometimes I actually have work to do.
I’ve come to realise that some things I read, I read because I “know” which tropes are coming – I read shounen manga for shounen manga tropes. Story and characters are important, of course, but I do like some genre tropes thrown in there.
I think because of this, I find myself getting annoyed with people who complain about tropes – if you don’t like it, don’t read it (or watch it). Kurosaki Ichigo is too The Chosen One for me so I stopped reading Bleach. But I think people want to complain.
But I’m not complaining about Fairy Tail – I’m so excited for what’s happening. I eagerly await each chapter; Gintama as well – two manga I’m really into at the moment.
One of the best things about discovering a delightful long running manga, is also the worst thing.
I recently started reading Gintama with all its 500 plus chapters. I really enjoy it and I really enjoyed reading for hours and hours. But then I caught up and now I have to wait for weekly updates.
Awesome – finding a great manga with millions of chapters to be read.
Less awesome – catching up and having to wait for new chapter after getting accustomed to reading for hours.
I decided to sate my craving for more by watching the anime – not as enjoyable for me but made so by the fact that the guy who voices Hijikata, my favourite character, also voices a couple of my other favourite characters namely Mugen from Samurai Champloo and Date Masamune from Sengoku Basara.
I don’t watch all the anime episodes though, some are too silly in anime form, but I am looking forward to the current manga arc in anime form.
I say ‘end’ but I only mean end of braces and physio appointments. There is still the morning ritual of making it straight and the evening ritual of making a fist, as well as squeezing a foam ball. But when my hand is relaxed the ring finger looks like any other.
Apart from the obvious hindrances of having a broken finger, a couple of unexpected things have occurred. For example, a new found apprehension of climbing stairs and ladders. I worry that if I trip I won’t be able to catch myself from falling because I can’t grip things quickly. And when falling, you don’t really have time to flex and prepare your fingers to grip. It’s also difficult to demonstrate the difference between ‘flat’ and ‘bent’ when one finger is bent, thus throwing off the idea of flat.
But people adapt after losing fingers and so I shall adapt as well. It’s just… slow going.
Every once in a while I take a look at my life and decide if I’m still on the path I want to be. Do I still think the things I think I think – have they changed and I didn’t realise it? Should I change them? Should they stay the same… Or better still – how do I improve them?
Often this boils down to ‘how can I work less and still survive?’ But sometimes it also involves making life choices that might be sudden or temporarily uncomfortable. There are few things that really bother me. Most of the time I look at the thing/situation/person and wonder if the effort is worth it. If not, I move on.
But I do have limits and I do have things that bother me, and when I find my limits pressed I cut off the situation/thing/person. It’s a straw that breaks the camel’s back kind of thing.
I’ve been reading two things non-stop – Gintama and Quiet. Gintama makes me laugh so much, and Quiet makes me think so much. Over the weeks I’ve been reading Quiet I’ve had so many light bulb moments and moments of clarity, I feel so much more content with myself and my life choices. Introvert or not, everyone should read Quiet – it brings understanding to all parties in all communication situations.
The death article didn’t really say anything new for me. I’ve always seen death as something inevitable and life as meaningless, but to be enjoyed.
So at the end of the thinking day I find myself still in my lovely house with my fat old man cat, my manga and THEATRHYTHM~!
What is wrong with simple…
It would be nice if people accepted that somethings can be simple. It’s less stressful. It’s easier. It’s simple.
But I think people actually want to be stressed or worn out. They want to complain about having to do something or worry about all the things they have to do. We create machines to make our lives easier but then clutter up the free time with needlessly complicated tasks or chores.
And so I have decided to step back. I’m no longer helping to streamline or simplify a process anymore. I put in the work and people do or create the opposite. So they must go forth and be complicated without me.
I’m done with Bleach.
If I ever have the urge to know what happened, I’ll look on Wikipedia. And it will say ‘only Ichigo defeated things because he is stronger than the “strongest” beings’.
I get the hero should be the hero – this is why I read shounen. But there are cases where the hero does too much and no matter how powerful the powerful ones are, the hero is stronger. The hero can do EVERYTHING!! It’s annoying. How about some balance? How about some other characters being as good as the hero? But only the hero can do it because the hero is the hero is boring.
On a note of reality – I’ve typed this blog post with all ten fingers. Not as fast as I’m used to but I’m getting there. Also I’ll have to take a break soon as the ache does sneak in eventually.
So when the doctor said that my finger would take months to heal, I nodded my understanding. But as the weeks go by I’ve come to realise just how long months really are. In the beginning it was kinda cool spending all day watching TV and not doing anything but I found myself becoming incredibly frustrated with everything, and short tempered. Everything was a big issue and would send me into tears.
Friday was a seriously low point and I felt depressed and weepy. I hadn’t done anything creative since the accident mid September and I think it was beginning to take its tool – no writing, sewing, embroidering, baking… Just sitting all day watching TV series.
I need to be creative, so when I found a bunch of Fairy Tail lineart I had printed for L, I knew what I could do – colour in. I love colouring in, not so much drawing, but definitely colouring in. And that’s what I’ve been doing the whole weekend. I feel so much better – I feel calmer, I don’t want to cry all the time. Not quite my usual self, but I’m feeling much better.
We’ll see how the next few months go. At least the physio keeps giving me good news. :)
So for the better part of ten years I’ve been reading Naruto, and now it’s finished. It was a very happy ending and I had to remind myself that it’s a shounen manga. The dramatic endings I had imagined would be kind of soul crushing for a twelve year old. However, I was pleased that a certain character that had died remained dead.
It’s going to be odd not reading the ninja every week – but I’m not going to feel the loss immediately as Fairy Tail is taking up almost all my enthusiasm. It’s gets a bit boring when one character is the only character able to defeat the baddie. So I’m really hoping this current arc with Gray will show that all Fairy Tail mages are awesome. I’m highly anticipating this week’s chapter :D
But first a couple hours of work before the weekend and all the relaxing I have planned.
So for the past two weeks I did everything the physio told me to and my finger got worse. To say I was upset was an understatement – I wasn’t sleeping properly with the rigid night brace, the finger ached for most of the morning and my current class tries my very last nerve.
I mentioned all the things and the troubles and got all weepy, and now I have a new routine – so far it’s much better and I’m feeling more positive. The physio also made mention that I have a serious injury so I allowed to feel down sometimes.
I think that was my problem a bit. Because it’s my finger I’ve tended to think it can’t be serious, it will heal over the weekend. But it is serious even if it’s small. And I must except that it’s going to take some time and some work.
Sadly my bike money is going on physio, but I need the physio so I can ride a bike – need the left hand to change gears. The most important thing for me though is I have the bike licence, I can get the bike at any time :)