Originally posted 3/6/2007
This
week in review blog kind of helped me get out my ideas for my Asiaphile
blog. I was going to write a blog about how otakus think the know
Japanese from watching a lot of anime, well let's just say this blog
killed 2 birds with one stone. So there will be no entry about language.
Tuesday-
I
decided to sign up for Japanese for one of the required type of class
to finish my general education, yeah I'm still working on general
education very slooowly.
In
the morning before class I was making breakfast with meat and I thought
up this silly phrase "Real breakfasts contain meat.". That should be
used in some kind of advertising campaign.
I
didn't want to take my Hello Kitty backpack not because it might be
considered an Aisaphile item, it was because it has a dark colored trim
and I don't know if it's color fast so I did not want to risk it. I took
my beat up Powerpuff Girls backpack instead.
I
really didn't know what I expect when I got there, and I don't mean
from the class' content I mean the students. I was bracing my self to
see a bunch of otakus/Japanophiles/Asiaphiles wearing their InuYasha
shirts, or a ninja headband, or loose socks, munching on some kind of
Japanese snack food like Pocky. When I finally find the room. I usually
get lost on the first day of class anyway. My dad put that dumb idea in
my head. There is this guy looking for anime fans. And so it begins!
I
was smart enough not to say anything and just have a clueless look on
my face. That guy starts talking to the guy next to me. He asks him if
he likes anime. The other guy says that he likes American cartoons
better. Then that guy talks about how much he loves anime , how it's
superior to American cartoons and the history of it. Not like I've heard
that before. -_- Yeah I know I'm using an anime smiley. Then they got
into talking about comics. Now since most otakus like to "show off "
their knowledge of anything. He starts showing off his knowledge of
Batman. Plus I don't know anything about comics. When I was a kid I use
to read the Disney comics. I never read the superhero ones. Then they
start talking about Star Wars. That otaku guy was saying that the cannon
contradicted the cannon. @-@ x-x He admitted he was a nerd. Yeah, like I
didn't see that coming. Then this girl walks by and he asks he if she's
an anime fan. She says yeah. They all start debating about Batman
movies and which actors portrayed the villains best. I really didn't
care, I haven't seen all the Batman movies anyway. That otaku guy who
said he knew a lot about Batman didn't know who Harley Quinn was. How
could he not know her!? She's a pretty famous character. Even I know who
she is. Those two otakus couldn't wait to get into class. They were
eager to "show off their skills" as I would call it, to the teacher. I
was reluctant. I just don't want to go around saying trite Japanese
words and have no idea what I'm saying. I hardly know any Japanese
anyway. All the Japanese I've "learned" and I'm using the term loosely
here I've learned from watching untranslated and subbed anime and
watching the instructional program Let's Learn Japanese
which I use to watch during the summer between 1994 and 1995. But since
I haven't seen that show in years I don't remember much. I feel what I
learned is not comprehensive. The one thing is the desks are too really
tiny. I hate tiny desks. The desks have such a small tabletop, and it's
cut at a weird angle. Those 2 otakus wouldn't stop talking about anime
and they were talking so much the teacher told them to stop. When she
did a few guys in the class were snickering. I knew I didn't want to be
one of those people who talks about how much they love Japan and anime
in class and gets snickered at behind their back. I had enough of that
in high school. I can't be a full blown otaku anyway my knowledge of
anime and manga is pretty limited. I'm not an otaku more like "otaku
lite", I'm less annoying. (I hope). Who wants to talk to people like
that besides other otakus? The teacher wanted to know all the "words and
phrases" we as the class knew collectively. I pretended I didn't know
anything and said nothing. Why should I? Those otakus were showing off
their skills. Those otakus were showing off their skills, and that is an
important thing for an otaku to do. The teacher is from the northern
part of Japan. Which is famous for beer, but you know I sort of knew
what she was talking about. I know about the native people of Japan who
look different and have their own language. I learned that from Shaman
King and the Shaman King uncensored website strangely enough. Those 2
otakus kept talking about anime and the teacher told them to be quiet.
Which I thought was hilarious because if they have such a respect for
the language. They would pay attention to the teacher, and listen to
what she has to say instead of talking about anime. If you want to talk
about anime join a club or do it online. A lot of people were still
snickering at them. The teacher wanted to know what aspect of Japanese
culture we (the class) were interested in. I didn't answer, but if I did
I would've said "food, anime and fashion". That otaku guy wanted to
know what kind of Japanese accent we were learning. He was also asking
all these questions about Japanese history, and she really didn't know. I
don't blame her. I mean if I was teaching English as a foreign language
in another country and somebody was asking me all the questions about
American history I probably wouldn't know. She recommended him to take a
history of Japan class. I wondered if they even offered a class like
that at this school. The bad thing about my teacher is that she is new
to the school like me, so she doesn't know where anything is either. We
are learning in Romaji. Well that just means to use the roman alphabet
to write Japanese words instead of using Hiragana or Katakana.
Because
I didn't want to seem too "otaku-ish" I told myself I would not take or
do anything like that including having manga, pictures of anime/manga
characters, wear odangos, or draw anime/manga characters, or eat
Japanese snack food not all the time just during class.
Wednesday-
I
wanted to eat a big breakfast because I knew my class was long, and I
thought I might not get a break. I left for school pretty early to
secure my place in class. When I got to school I realized I was there
too early. I got there an hour early when I was suppose to be 30-45
minutes early. I was wasting time and listening to music I think I
listened to "The Sweet Escape" song at least 3 times. It's growing on me
a little, and it was really stick in my head. I was trying not to get
my new Hello Kitty backpack dirty especially the part that has white
faux fur on it. The fur part got a little dirty and I'm sad. I was
almost late to class. I could've kicked myself for that. The class was
pretty crowded when I got there. The teacher was a little late and she
came in all cheerful and perky. Her heels were really noisy. She had a
syllabus with a lot of rules in it about 18 to be exact. I'm not
counting #19 because it was smile and had a smiley icon next to it. The
teacher said we would a break and that was good. She said we should eat.
That was good because I like to eat the break if I can. She says she
eats during the break too, and gives out healthy food which could be
good or a bad thing. Luckily there is a fast food stall like right
across from the room. A little up the way there is a food store and a
pretzel cart. I bought a jerky slab and a pretzel. I was hungry and the
jerky was good and fatty. I couldn't wait for class to be over and we
got out early and I was happy.
When
I was on the bus I saw this goth looking guy with a puffy shirt. It was
so funny looking. It looked like the one Jerry wore in that Seinfeld
episode.
Thursday-
I
got to sleep in late because I was going to class at the right time and
not like a half hour early to secure my place. I was still working on
keeping my backpack clean. When I got to school I went to go buy another
slab of beef jerky, but the store was crowded when I got there and it
took me a long time. Plus it takes me a long time to get to the building
from where the store is. Luckily when I got to the building I found a
door that was near my class and that my class is on the 2nd floor. When I
run up the stairs I see my teacher is pushing a tv cart. So I helped
her with the door. I have to make a good impression on her. I didn't
want to sit in the same seat I sat in last time because I would have to
sit in front of that otaku girl, so I sat next to the seat I sat in.
Some people were making fun of the old tv and said it looked like it was
30 years old, but I'd say 20. I'm having hard time with Japanese. I
have a bad time with "Shi". I can't make the sound, and my accent is
horrible. I use to have a accent problem in French too. When I took
French I was told I have a very American accent. The video we watched
about the language lab was so lame and looked old, but it was made in
2003. There was a talking ID card and a talking cup. They were computer
animated and looked totally lame. The computer animated things were
interacting with real people. I was wondering it I looked too
"otaku-ish" with my Hello Kitty backpack. I didn't want to be confronted
by those 2 otakus. Then I thought it really didn't. I thought "a lot of
people like Hello Kitty and that doesn't make you a otaku by default." I
got lost on the way to the language lab which was sort of a good thing
because I found the library that I was looking for a few days ago. I had
to go all the way around and I just snuck in and sat near my class. The
only part I was interested in was about the movies they had.
One
good thing about The OC ending is that now I can just watch NBC from
9-10 and not worry about The OC is taping. I was watching part of Are
you Smarter Than a 5th Grader? You know I thought it was a test or
something like Test The Nation, but it's a game show. It's sort of like
The Weakest Link and Who wants to be a Millionaire?. Scrubs was a bad
episode because it was a clip show! I really don't need to see a clip
show since I also watch it in syndication.
Tuesday, June 23, 2015
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