The Journal: In Response

I feel a lot more sadder and sadder not by what I have done, but on what I should have not done.

I knew I should have done something. Or done anything.

I have a phone, I still have my house, I still have my parents, I still have everything. But I was helpless because of a rift.

I knew during that day something was very, very, very wrong.

and now, another storm is coming. I know what I am going to do next time.

You know, I was ready to help, I was ready to get down there wet. I was already going,,rah, what the hell I am going to say.

But all because of a senseless and pointless rift. I knew I wouldn't be allowed.

 

I was ready to help.

 

and I still am ready.

 

even if there are differences and inhibitions.

The Journal: I Work in the Frontlines and Go Beyond Boundaries.

In 2006, I only had a dream: To become a fully-fledged anime Otaku.

In 2007, that dream had upgraded: I want to practice Anime Journalism.

In 2008, I added another wish: I want to become an Correspondent.

and this year, I have a new dream: To work in the frontlines and go beyond boundaries.


"I Work in the Frontlines, and Go Beyond Boundaries", that is my new credo in life. That new credo was bolstered by too much CNN in my TV viewing diet.

This year, I have explored something in my anime life that was not explored by other news organizations, or the so-called Anime media. I have uncovered so many issues, so many words, so many cans of worms.

But I also uncovered the hidden happiness of an anime event, The joys, the triumphs, the sacrifices, everything.

Life has it's own ups and downs, and I am no stranger to that. I have experienced every inch of emotion for this year. Joy, triumph, sadness, anger, defeat, you name it, I had it in 2009.

I learn by experience, I learn by doing it, and as a budding anime journalist. I take mistakes and criticisms like I take my vitamins daily.

Before, I see my critics as vultures who pound on my personal and professional life, my biases and my criticism of them. But now, thanks to a newfound obsession on Phineas and Ferb. I take those critics just like Perry the Platypus always do to Dr. Heinz Doofenshmirtz.

I want to hear those magic words from those Doofenshmirtzes. "Curse You Kira the Correspondent!"

and yeah, those Doofenshmirtzes are really like their Idol, Heinz Doofenshmirtz. THEY ARE REALLY DOOFUSES.


Now, thanks to all those people whom I still consider my real friends. I still rise up from the mud, clean it and continue to work my day and my week.

I love my job, I love being the anime journalist. I relish it 24-slash-7 than my previous posting. I go to events and I live the life of an true anime otaku.


I don't care anymore what happens in the next day, week, month, year, lifetime or the afterlife. I don't even care if I continue to chase someone in the freeway or in the train station after an event. I don't even care if someone tells me in my face or in my back "He is a stalking faggot".

Right now. I work in the Frontlines, and Go Beyond Boundaries.


And that's the way it is.

-HeAdIn'-OuT!-