Archive for September, 2011

The World God Only Knows – 157: a great chapter

Monday, September 12th, 2011

I’ve been too disconnected with anime and manga lately. I could say it’s because of my school responsibilities, but I know that that’s not entirely the case. I feel that I need to update this site because it’s something that I’ve stayed with even with the best of times and the worst of times. I haven’t updated myself, even with Mawaru Penguindrum, something I touted to probably be one of the best of this year. I hope I don’t end up being too overly hypocritical.

I haven’t stopped following The World God Only Knows, however. It’s gotten to the final stretch in its goddess hunt arc, and has become interesting with the recent development regarding Keima, Ayumi, and Chihiro. I love the fact that while the recent chapters merely restated cliches, there are enough twists in them for the chapters to still be quite unique. My heart also can’t stop bleeding for Ayumi, who has the ‘Morisaki complex’ (the protagonist of Umi ga Kikoeru). She’d prefer to be more of a friend than chase her own feelings for Keima, because some people are simply like that.

And it’s still tearing me apart, even after all these years. 🙂

Living your nocturnal nightmares

Thursday, September 1st, 2011

I haven’t watched much anime over the month, other than re-watching a couple of Honey and Clover episodes. I was utterly in love with the series even before I opened my heart to being hurt, because the characters seemed so real to me, and they still do. In fact, I think I have a heightened appreciation for the series now that I’ve started to actively try and pursue a girl that I like despite how much pain or hurt it may cause me. To some extent, I think I remind myself of Takemoto, who, despite his failure nevertheless faced his feelings after some soul-searching and finally confessed these even after knowing that Hagu was in love with another person. It doesn’t help that Takemoto’s kindness and altruism reminds me of myself, because I’ve been trying to actively change my cynical nature into something more caring and accepting, and I think I have done that to a respectable degree. Hagu also reminds me of the girl that I like, because she’s a bit of a social recluse as well, but a patently kind person.

Of course, their relationship is among the least colorful in the series. Despite his status as protagonist, most people looked toward the triangle among Rika, Mayama, and Yamada, not merely because it was more heart-wrenching, but also because it was more tragic, especially from the eyes of Yamada. Back then she was one of the characters I couldn’t help but sincerely cry for. It remains that even in all of my years of anime-watching that episode six’s final scene remains to be one of the most empathic and emotional scenes that I have ever seen: I will help you, and I will try my best to take care of you, but I do not love you, and I can only be your friend. And I can’t change, and you have to understand this, that it tears me apart because I see myself in you as I pine for something that I can barely even grasp. Mayama wasn’t the most scrupulous among the friends, but he cared for Yamada and didn’t see her as a rebound. He wanted her to genuinely be happy without him, because he truly cared for her as well.

It felt real to me. And it feels all the more real, now that I’m in the situation myself. I’ll never know how she’d feel until I tell her myself, but even then I’ll try to do whatever I can to help her and to make her feel that I care for her in all sincerity. Because that is all that I can do, really. I’m suffering from anxiety and nausea a lot because I have little confidence outside my scientific ability and decent writing skills, but like Mayama and Takemoto I’d simply do whatever I can to show that I like her for what she is, even if it ends up in heartache for me.

Am I in love? I do not know. I do not know of love as a romantic entity. But I’m sincere with my feelings, and understand that I like for what she is, and I like her a lot. If that constitutes love, then perhaps I am – and I’m glad for Honey and Clover to teach me some hints along the way.