So here’s a little story about me and an old friend.
When I was twelve years old, my mother had a hip replacement surgery. Her recovery was pretty brutal, and most of the time just wanted to be alone until she felt better. I was kind of a spoiled kid and my mom spent a lot of time with me, taking me shopping and playing around in louisville and a lot of my entertainment came form her company. so I spent a lot of time after she got her surgery lying around feeling gloomy and bored.
My Aunt Lea (my mothers sister) was super kind enough to fly me over to her family’s home in California to alleviate some of the boredom. This was pretty exciting because I had never flown as an unaccompanied minor before and these relatives had quite a lot of money and I knew they had all kinds of neat stuff planned for when I got there.
So here I was, this scrawny dorky kid toting around a backpack full of manga and reading some of the Deathly Hallows while hopping on like, 3 different flights in order to get from Kentucky to L.A. accompanied by a menagerie of flight attendants since I had no idea what the heck I was doing. Once we landed in the L.A. airport I was led to this room for kids without adults waiting to be picked up.
While sitting there, I noticed two other japanese girls nearby that looked about my age.
You have to understand at this point that I was a pathetic weaboo that prided herself on how many japanese phrases she could actually use in conversation, living in a country town with an asian population of exactly .5% and I had NEVER had a japanese friend before.
I rocked back and forth in my chair nervously staring at these girls, thinking, THIS IS MY CHANCE. I NEED TO TRY TO TALK TO THEM. LISTEN TO YOUR KOKORO.
So I muttered “N-nihon jin desu ka?” in their direction and they both looked at me and started giggling.
But you know what? They scooted up towards me and they couldn’t speak really a lick of english and I couldn’t speak really a lick of japanese but we still TALKED. It was confusing and goofy and with a lot of hand gestures but in the end we had talked for like 30 minutes and I ended up drawing a picture of all three of us and they ended up buying me a candy bar and I traded emails with the older girl named Kanako who was 15 at the time and it was all just so sweet and dorky and cute
So throughout middle school, I would occasionally send and receive an email from Kana. Her emails were in baby english and my emails were a horrible mix of english and romaji but we ended up talking about a lot of things! I learned about her school and she learned about mine, we sent pictures to eachother, and she told me about the college she wanted to go to and stuff.
Once highschool started for me I wasn’t hearing from Kana anymore and as I started getting into fandom stuff having ‘long-distance friendships’ wasn’t such an incredible phenomenon to me. I started getting friends from all over the place! I’m kind of horrible at keeping socially intact with people though and I got nervous and eventually forgot about Kana.
But today (five years after we first met) I got an email.
How are you.
It is a long time.
Do you remember me?
We met in Los Angels airport long ago.
I’m Kanako in Japan.
I just got really emotional.
Why was she sorry? I was just this nerdy kid excited about a japanese friend and she’s a twenty year old adult now. She’s in university. She must have been looking through her email contacts and thought, I barely know this girl and she lives on the other side of the planet and we haven’t spoken since grade school and I have so many other REAL LIFE contacts but she hasn’t heard from me in a while and I want her to know that I still remember her.
It’s arguable that we could even keep a conversation in real life afloat because of the language barrier but she still wants me to know that she remembers me.
How did you feel exactly about the FMA movie? I mean, everyone thought it was sad, but I got some people saying it was a bad ending and others loved it...What do you think?
i personally thought it was the perfect ending. while ed and al were able to get their bodies back, it came at the price of losing their alchemy and being unable to live in their own universe. it’s just like what ed thought was going to happen anyways, that they would have to start focusing on the rest of the worlds problems and learn to deal with their own in a less play-god sort of way. most people I think didn’t like the end of the ANIME because ed still tried to bring back a human despite all that he had learned about the horror of that kind of alchemy but in the movie he pretty much has to teach that lesson again to alphonse. my best friend didn’t like the way the movie wrapped it up because she felt it DID all work out better for them in comparison to the shows ending, and she wanted a tragedy because she wanted there to be a harsh lesson learned and also because she likes sad endings haha. i guess it’s all about opinions but frankly conqueror of shamballa is in like, my top 10 favorite movies. it’s beautiful and sad and just. just watch it. so many people make the mistake of watching all of fma and being unsatisfied with the ending and NOT WATCHING THE MOVIE oh man, pleaaaase