Besides the whole graduation and I am sad thing, I have several things on my mind.
1. The title of my journal is "Otome no policy," or Maiden's Policy. It's solid evidence that I do listen to music, and that when I do, it is dorky as SHIT. This one is the ending song for Sailormoon R. (I also like Ai no Megami no How to Love. v) It's like this ancient parchment filled with the most revealing information on a lost culture. It's an artifact (and at something like 11-12 years old, an antique). The whole song is the romanticization of romance, for girls. Or the romanticization of girls in love. Uh. The message is that romance makes girls strong, more mature, and prettier.
Now, I said romance, not love. It's not the kind of love you feel for your kids or your parents. This is sighing and blushing and smothering a less socially mature being with a dick by making him keep a koukan nikki. "otome" means "virgin." It's love with a promise of sex, and by the way did I mention that you can only really do otome love before you enter high school? 16, kids. There's your cutoff age.
And again, the overwhelming message is that this makes girls more beautiful and grown up. As in, Here Is Your Goal, Girls. Fall in love with a boy and be a fucking MORON and be fucked. And it doesn't count if you don't do it before you're 16.
Needless to say, a lot of girls of all ages know this is perfect bullshit, especially since being a hyper in-love-with-love RASPBERRY FAIRY doesn't really do anybody any good. The idea in Japan is that the girls are quixotic and draw the men out of their shells, and the men occasionally pause to fuck them before going back to furrowing their brows at all the more important things in life. This is that to an extreme. Suffice to say I don't think the girls came up with it.
Most men don't like to try to get their things in a raspberry fairy, but as the legend goes, some of them do---at least, there are more of those among men than among women. Do you understand the words that are coming out my mouth? THE GUYS MADE IT UP, THE FUCKHEADS.
If you want any more evidence, here it is. Princess Bride, a song that I think only hamsters have the vocal cords to sing the way it was meant to, and just jam-packed with that otome feel. They start off with some mild comments about a big adventure, looking in the mirror for some deep soul-searching "An otome's pride---is to be the bride she always dreamed about!" and then launch into a more purer form of crap.
Be a princess! There's nothing hard about it
Once you're born a girl, everything after that is semiauto
It's not a system, this is how your body is made
Everybody, born to be a bride!
Born to be fucked by a milquetoast! No, you're right, nothing with a vagina could have ever thought that up. Well, actually I think that's exactly what happened, but it's a sad, UNLIBERATED vagina and it makes me cry. The boys made her write it. As you might now realize, I'm a bit disappointed with the assertion that there is only one natural destiny for women. The more important part is that it's the opening song for an H game, the kind for boys. This was made for guys to wank on, not for girls for girls to laugh or possibly fantasize about.
It's called Princess Bride, by the way. There are a lot of pictures of the girls in bridal dresses, and on each and every character page, there's a special little section you can click on where they carry on about their innermost feelings about love. The theme that connects these is something about making a big jump for love, reaching out (again, drawing the big man out of his deep, deep philosophical shell), think not what your man can do for you, but what you can do for your man! Yes, the burden is still on the women to fall in love, because God forbid the man should lift a finger for all that frivolity.
Now, okay, you have to be a guy who will play porn, specifically Princess Bride, and this seems to be getting reviews that it's like Sister Princess because of all the incest. Yes, the main girl is your cousin. So this is probably a small margin of the population or whatever. They're only stupid anime fanatics, right? Problem is, I share social space with this stereotype, and it's jostling. My brain is not a mystifying peep show and my heart is not a goddamn game. This is not a joke or a happy song or a wedding dress or blushing---do not analyze and simplify---this is me giving up part of my being to another person for the first time as a human, and there could be nothing more complicated and frightening. You could get off on the scariest thing I've ever done because it's such an honor? There's this focus, not on when the girl lands in a soft place, but on the girl giving up her soft place to the guy first thing because it's "mature" or "beautiful" or "strong." It's like suggesting that girls having sex before they're emotionally able to handle it is just what they're supposed to do. I want reassurance and safety and most of all I don't want be blackmailed into putting out to get it, and the idea that I wouldn't just pisses me right the fuck off.
My diary is called "Maiden's Policy" because it's sarcastic, and also because I want otome to be something where the guys, as well as the girls, reach for each other, mutually. God, I feel so stupid. If you read all that, congratulations, and thanks T_T The ironic part is, I still think the song would be a hoot to sing for karaoke. (Showoff.)
2. Tales of Phantasia? I love Chester more with every passing minute. There's a new event you can get right after you get to the future and he joins your party. If you stay at an inn in Miguel, it shows Cless waking up, going outside, and finding Chester training like crazy. Chester says it's partially because Arche called him weak, but also because he's WORRIED. Him and Cless used to be equals, but Cless took a trip, and now he all stronger, and Chester feels soNERVOUS that Cless doesn't love him anymore INADEQUATE. Also, he engages in some spirited hollering at the sunset from atop a tall cliff. チェスター君。 それって夕暮れにおたけびよ? vvv
3. I had sushi for dinner tonight and my grandparents were greatly impressed with my chopstick skills. When I wondered to myself whether my cousins, who live in the same place as my grandparents, and are about my age, would also be impressed with my worldly knowledge, I was suddenly disappointed to realize that I think they would be. It's a small town there, I think.
Also, I have cheesecake in the fridge.
1. The title of my journal is "Otome no policy," or Maiden's Policy. It's solid evidence that I do listen to music, and that when I do, it is dorky as SHIT. This one is the ending song for Sailormoon R. (I also like Ai no Megami no How to Love. v) It's like this ancient parchment filled with the most revealing information on a lost culture. It's an artifact (and at something like 11-12 years old, an antique). The whole song is the romanticization of romance, for girls. Or the romanticization of girls in love. Uh. The message is that romance makes girls strong, more mature, and prettier.
Now, I said romance, not love. It's not the kind of love you feel for your kids or your parents. This is sighing and blushing and smothering a less socially mature being with a dick by making him keep a koukan nikki. "otome" means "virgin." It's love with a promise of sex, and by the way did I mention that you can only really do otome love before you enter high school? 16, kids. There's your cutoff age.
And again, the overwhelming message is that this makes girls more beautiful and grown up. As in, Here Is Your Goal, Girls. Fall in love with a boy and be a fucking MORON and be fucked. And it doesn't count if you don't do it before you're 16.
Needless to say, a lot of girls of all ages know this is perfect bullshit, especially since being a hyper in-love-with-love RASPBERRY FAIRY doesn't really do anybody any good. The idea in Japan is that the girls are quixotic and draw the men out of their shells, and the men occasionally pause to fuck them before going back to furrowing their brows at all the more important things in life. This is that to an extreme. Suffice to say I don't think the girls came up with it.
Most men don't like to try to get their things in a raspberry fairy, but as the legend goes, some of them do---at least, there are more of those among men than among women. Do you understand the words that are coming out my mouth? THE GUYS MADE IT UP, THE FUCKHEADS.
If you want any more evidence, here it is. Princess Bride, a song that I think only hamsters have the vocal cords to sing the way it was meant to, and just jam-packed with that otome feel. They start off with some mild comments about a big adventure, looking in the mirror for some deep soul-searching "An otome's pride---is to be the bride she always dreamed about!" and then launch into a more purer form of crap.
Be a princess! There's nothing hard about it
Once you're born a girl, everything after that is semiauto
It's not a system, this is how your body is made
Everybody, born to be a bride!
Born to be fucked by a milquetoast! No, you're right, nothing with a vagina could have ever thought that up. Well, actually I think that's exactly what happened, but it's a sad, UNLIBERATED vagina and it makes me cry. The boys made her write it. As you might now realize, I'm a bit disappointed with the assertion that there is only one natural destiny for women. The more important part is that it's the opening song for an H game, the kind for boys. This was made for guys to wank on, not for girls for girls to laugh or possibly fantasize about.
It's called Princess Bride, by the way. There are a lot of pictures of the girls in bridal dresses, and on each and every character page, there's a special little section you can click on where they carry on about their innermost feelings about love. The theme that connects these is something about making a big jump for love, reaching out (again, drawing the big man out of his deep, deep philosophical shell), think not what your man can do for you, but what you can do for your man! Yes, the burden is still on the women to fall in love, because God forbid the man should lift a finger for all that frivolity.
Now, okay, you have to be a guy who will play porn, specifically Princess Bride, and this seems to be getting reviews that it's like Sister Princess because of all the incest. Yes, the main girl is your cousin. So this is probably a small margin of the population or whatever. They're only stupid anime fanatics, right? Problem is, I share social space with this stereotype, and it's jostling. My brain is not a mystifying peep show and my heart is not a goddamn game. This is not a joke or a happy song or a wedding dress or blushing---do not analyze and simplify---this is me giving up part of my being to another person for the first time as a human, and there could be nothing more complicated and frightening. You could get off on the scariest thing I've ever done because it's such an honor? There's this focus, not on when the girl lands in a soft place, but on the girl giving up her soft place to the guy first thing because it's "mature" or "beautiful" or "strong." It's like suggesting that girls having sex before they're emotionally able to handle it is just what they're supposed to do. I want reassurance and safety and most of all I don't want be blackmailed into putting out to get it, and the idea that I wouldn't just pisses me right the fuck off.
My diary is called "Maiden's Policy" because it's sarcastic, and also because I want otome to be something where the guys, as well as the girls, reach for each other, mutually. God, I feel so stupid. If you read all that, congratulations, and thanks T_T The ironic part is, I still think the song would be a hoot to sing for karaoke. (Showoff.)
2. Tales of Phantasia? I love Chester more with every passing minute. There's a new event you can get right after you get to the future and he joins your party. If you stay at an inn in Miguel, it shows Cless waking up, going outside, and finding Chester training like crazy. Chester says it's partially because Arche called him weak, but also because he's WORRIED. Him and Cless used to be equals, but Cless took a trip, and now he all stronger, and Chester feels so
3. I had sushi for dinner tonight and my grandparents were greatly impressed with my chopstick skills. When I wondered to myself whether my cousins, who live in the same place as my grandparents, and are about my age, would also be impressed with my worldly knowledge, I was suddenly disappointed to realize that I think they would be. It's a small town there, I think.
Also, I have cheesecake in the fridge.
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I hope you didn't forget that the boys reach out for boys, too. Same with the girls +nods+
But, seriously. I was really impressed by your entry and it also makes me feel a bit sad ... It's a shame, that these things are expected from a child. It's the same in Spain ... There, sex with older men is legal at the age of 12. I mean, hello!? Here in Germany, it's 16 ... that's still young, but better than 12 ... o_o +is random+