The Eighth Grader Syndrome... conclusion...

I opened a discussion last time regarding this Eighth Grader Syndrome or Chunibyou. After watching the last episode of the same anime, I think the ending summary is what I believe true:


People always say they feel awkward about having eighth-grader syndrome.
They say that they don't want to talk about it, that they want to forget about it for good.
But does that really get rid of our crazy old selves and their wild fantasies...
Back when we thought we were special, when we thought something greater watched over us?
People sometimes tell lies, imaging a completely different fantasy world, dream about the distant future, or invent a lover's relationship that only exists inside their heads.
This process repeats from the day we are born until the day we die, forever and ever.
It is depressing...
It is shameful...
But it is dear to us.
It is an illness known as self-consciousness.
It is something we must all face known as "ourselves".
Indeed we carry our eighth-grader syndrome throughout all of our lives. 


Thou as it states, it is quite embarrassing for most of us at this age, passing high school then college and up to a point of having a family, we still carry these dreams of being special and accepted by society as that special person that any one can believe in as a hero, as a friend, as a lover, as a savior...

I would admit and like Josh said, I'd still act like a kid and do poses like a "Kamen Rider" especially when wearing my kabuto zecter. We all had dreams once, embarrassing as it may be, and it's not bad to carry them as for once it made you feel special. People who had this Chunibyou is for me, at this point, special. They hold the greatest gift that God has given, and that is the power to dream. And honestly sometimes, it's not bad to sometimes act or dream of this fantasies as this what makes you, YOU.

Later!

Admit it! You had one too!

I was a little bored this afternoon at work and decided to do some reading, well some informational reading when I happen to cross this word: "Chuunibyou (Tag name: 中二病) is a form of mental sickness."

Ok ok... so it is something that "ahem" some of us had gone through. Taking the actual definition:

Chuunibyou (中二病), or "Middle-school 2nd Year Syndrome", is a colloquial and rather derisive term in Japan which describes a person at the age of fourteen would either act like a know-it-all adult, or thinks they have special powers no one else has. Some would even go as far as being obnoxious, arrogant, and often look down on adults or older people. This way of thinking or acting is mostly seen in teenagers during adolescence, however there are people who still act like this even after reaching adulthood. 

I would honestly admit and would not lie about it. I had gone through that phase and based from the anime that shows this "mental illness", I am banging my head on the wall knowing that some of the most embarrassing moments of my life was trying to be a hero I am not. Even at this age, I still want to be a hero for the meek and the oppressed but I don't have special powers or gadgets or resources to amass such weapons of mass destruction. And I would point out that either some of the people out there had also this weird, funny and yet embarrassing moment in their life. 

At one moment in time, I actually wanted to be like the character on the left. Bio Booster Guyver: part man, part machine, part alien but all hero.

Nice tag line...

He was a symbol of hero for me. He has no control of his power but leads him to destroying evil and worst, the evil is amongst us! I even wanted to be a cyborg at that time. Drawing schematics of an artificial arm similar to the Bionic Commando. 

Anyhow, I think I almost out grown my syndrome and decided to live a normal life where I am bound by human constraints and the ever so dying laws of humanity whereas the Government governs the masses may it be for the good or for the corrupted way. You can always dream as what they say.

I'd like to hope to hear from some people who had their chunibyou experience and somehow admit that once in their life it was kind of cool to imagine that we used to have huge imagination but as we grow, we soon realize we're just mortals. I bid the night farewell and off to see the next morning!

A little Christmas party, here and there

Ok... where do we start?

Last week, I had a few engagements that I want to share. First of all, last week was the department's small Christmas party. At first, it was about to get fun but somehow, someone threw a monkey wrench at the event and everything went sour. On top of that, the head honcho or our department got an email which I expected to get back the day after the Christmas party. 

Sadly, I had to go out at the parking lot and do the task needed. It was my job to begin with so I can't complain. Upon returning, no food, no drinks left. So I am left hungry, starving. This is one of those christmas parties I would consider a failure to manage. But anyhow, regardless, I pray everyone else had fun.

Moving along, I finally got my wife her gift and my daughter. My wife got the phone she wanted. A dual-sim "China" phone capable of playing all the games she wants and ease of use for her since it's dual-sim. I can't complain about the phone but I think seeing what the phone is, it's worth the buck. As for the small girl, I got her a tablet for her own. It's a cheap tablet as well but it's her whose using it so I can't complain. As long as these two ladies in my life are happy. It should be good. 

I also got myself a phone but this one is free. Well worth it I say. 

One hot mommy!

Anyhow, Saturday came and my wife had her own company christmas party. So, as her driver, I went, and was her plus one to the event. The picture on the left shows how my wife is still able to maintain her self regardless of having 3 children.

She had fun at her event. I too had fun. It was a good week after all.

So far, Christmas is like next week. I plan to hide from all the godchildren I have. Other than that, I got nothing else to do during christmas.

What is there any way with Christmas?

I was told that Christmas is actually for children, a day when they can get whatever they want as long as it's negotiable.

Anyhow, that's about it. I know I  am supposed to add more but I forgot what it was. If I ever get to it, I'll put it here.

Anyhow, if I don't get to blog on the next few weeks, Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year to you!