Food Wars and not spilling the beans on secret recipes

Have you ever loved someone or something so much you just wish everyone knew about it? *sigh* This happens to me way too often. I am always having to make-up stories just to explain something so incredulous that no one would believe me anyways.
And thus, vague references is the adult way to go about explaining a concept that could very well bring hope back into that person's life.
We need the story-tellers in this world. I've written essays on the importance of lessons well learned and experiences well shared. The truth is golden. But a well dressed story "based" in truth is very close to gold. Let's say its silver. And we need these silver stories to protect and inspire the ignorant masses on Earth.
I just wish I wasn't so worn out sometimes. My brain is tired. It's been abused way too often just for being beautiful. I've suffered for knowing too much at times and for not knowing enough! Telling a lie is hard for me, the truth has always been easier to say. Lying is exhausting. Lying has a negative connotation to it and I've always been reprimanded against lying. I used to have to pass tests as a child to prove to others I was not a liar. So when it comes time to tell someone an uplifting story it always pains me to hide the complete truth.
But at the same time I know it must be done to protect the rarest recipes on Earth from greedy human hands.



Food wars reminded me of this. I wish I could tell everyone where to find hope, love and knowledge but at the same time some people don't deserve to know. Not all dishes are enjoyed the same way because not all taste buds appreciate the same food.
That's why when my friend Sarah thinks she has found the perfect dish it doesn't quite appeal to me in the same way. Or when Irish at the Safe Harbor dorms starts flirting with Eminem that experience doesn't register as fun. My best experiences are intellectual dishes worthy of nothing short of academic merits. I love to learn and knowledge is the warmest, most satisfying nutritious dish of all. It can be found in any culture, color or style. It's always delicious to learn that the world is a never-ending chef of mysterious surprises. I appreciate these cooks. I've learned that judging people really is counter-productive and that assumptions should be given out with caution. It's also a good idea to take your time tasting a meal. Like the parents of our youth have told us, take your time eating because your stomach digests easier this way.
I need time to digest every good, neutral and negative experience I've had in life. It's done quite a number on my brain and even though it is still big and beautiful it's also a bit bruised and sore from working so much. I need to start healing it so I can keep growing and protecting what I love. I want to become a better liar. It used to be so easy to tell a white lie but somehow people were not satisfied with not knowing what I thought and they hurt me. They hurt the part of me I never was comfortable doing anyways. In order to heal my brain I am going to try reading again.
I want to run to the best chefs I know and ask them to help me heal but they are busy fighting their own food wars. The master chefs I love are so incredibly intelligent most of them go undetected by food critics! They are only known by the locals and guarded for being so delicious. The locals don't want everyone to flood the restaurant and take up all the best seats in the diner and that is understandable. I want to promote what I love but sometimes all I can do is look up at the sky and nod a smile in gratitude for being lucky enough to have experienced one of the best dishes in the world. Those master chefs are inspiring. I almost want to dine forever in their halls but even they know that a foodie like me needs to keep on exploring till I can't anymore. Because once in a while a mention to a passing, depressed and starving stranger is acceptable. It keeps the diner in business and that stranger from dying of hunger, and the beauty of that diner's menu is utilized in the right way. 
Maybe my job is to keep that knowledge well guarded till it is used to save hungry, starving customers of knowledge and love.
I am not certain. I can only make an assumption to why I couldn't find my way back to that diner by asking the locals. I guess they felt I've had enough of the menu to keep me full for awhile.

All these food and chef parables....You all must be wandering what in the world am I really talking about....Well, this is my brain right now watching anime lol.

Daily drawing image entry #1

I once knew a man who laughed like a boy and seldom smiled.
He was a general in a world of sheep.
I was passion in a world asleep.

Together we learned what it meant to love and suffer for one another.
I must have understood then why I had to burn for him but that knowledge is lost to me now.
All I have are fragmented memories of a man I loved with all my heart.


My heart has deep moody blue eyes, curly brown hair and pouty lips that rival the sun when they smile.

Dream Eater Merry Anime was just "Okay." The manga is better

The show had so much potential. When it was interesting it was amazing, but most of the episodes do not take place in the dream world and when it does, the character count does not fluctuate a whole lot. The characters after episode 5 stay the same for the rest of the season loosing the cool notion that the show will be flooded with interesting demons, creatures and monsters.

Overall the premise is great but the show does not do much to develop it's story into a unique gem. This mine does not get mined. The potential turns into boredom instead of a gem. There are too many episodes where nothing happens and all the show demonstrates is sweet but boring platonic, everyday mundane interaction. Nothing is truly said that brings the audience closer to unraveling the mystery of Merry. In-fact the last episode of the show reveals nothing about her past, all it does is leave you wondering why the producers of the anime felt the need to blue ball everyone into watching an anime with no proper ending. And worse of all, there is no season 2. There is no solving any of the mysteries that the show hinted at or bamboozled you into believing it would solve or explain eventually. In order to get any kind of closure you have to search for the manga online. Which I found.

The manga is so much better! It explains more, and the events are not out of alignment like in the anime. There are more creatures and demons and the story is so much more detailed and eventful.
I strongly advise that you all check it out!

Yumekui Merry (Dream Eater Merry)

Credit: fursen3.deviantart.com

   

               I decided to start my anime binge watching week by browsing through the Amazon Prime Video content available to me as a fellow subscriber. I actually purchased Amazon Prime on accident. It was free to use as a student and when the trial was over, Amazon charged me for the entire year all at once. So now I am stuck with Prime for a year-might as well make the best of it!
               Amazon does not have as much as Hulu, but they might have a small upper-hand over Netflix. I've found their movies and anime series to be on the not so mainstream side of the anime fandom. For a casual otaku fangirl like me, this proves to be a very happy accident indeed. Now I am free to peruse the pages of all the anime shows I have never heard of and have yet to visually devour. This makes for a very happy Amazon Prime subscriber!

Look at the unique detail in her eyes! So cool.

   
      Dream Eater Merry caught my eye right away. I am drawing an online manga that deals with the demon world and the concept of someone aka main character Yumeji, Fujiwara possessing the ability to know, ahead of time what someone will dream of that very night (including himself) super interesting! I've always wanted to incorporate dreams and here is an anime that beat me to the punch! Also the anime art is very easy on the eyes, with the characters possessing wide, bright eyes and cute, detailed, unique outfits. I love Merry's pointy ears. Super kawaii!
       I've only watched two episodes so far but the story is captivating from the start if you like dream worlds, heroic and villainous demons and unique spins on mainstream concepts like two realms coexisting. For example the human world and the shadow world etc.
     
      I keep wanting to see what Yumeji will do with his weird gift. So far he has had some scary encounters with creepy, masks and talking cats but what else is out there in the dream world? Will his powers unlock into something more awesome and unforeseen? Is Merry another bad dream demon or is she truly benevolent and Yumeji's friend?
     I can't wait to see what's next! I am also hoping that the show is filled with more unique monsters and creatures. I love watching stuff I have not seen or thought of before, those artists that blow my mind with creativity like that are truly masters at drawing.

If Iam going to be denied social interaction

               If Iam going to be denied social interaction I might as well lay back and start truly immersing myself in the Otaku culture other Hikikomori enjoy.

                 I always thought of myself as more of a casual otaku fan chick but lately it has gotten continuously harder to interact with the social world around me. I have lost the desire to "try" and make new friends. Everytime I "try" I end up getting raped by a male I thought was like me. Florida is not kind to otaku hipsters with a beautiful figure. The men almost are insulted when I ignore them. When I try to explain that we are not compatible they think that claiming they watched Dragonball Z or Naruto once upon a time ago is enough kudos to date me. I thought Florida was part of America, I did not realize that I've been living in cavemen era where men choose and women shut up and follow. If this is the case then I do not want to be known as a "Floridian". I do not want to be anything but what my heart desires. Lately it's human beings that are kind regardless of how I dress, interact or socialize but those are very rare- so rare I am thinking of trying to pick up new friends at homeless shelters because those men and women are just as lonely as I am and willing to be JUST nice. Recently I had my laptop stolen by one such homeless man when I thought I had made a platonic friend but other than this those bums have been kinder than the rich Christians nearing their end of days which make up the majority of the population in the Tampa Bay area. If that sentence does not speak volume about the Florida culture I am surrounded by I do not know how to paint a clearer picture.

          Let me explain just how much I have tried to be a normal 20 something year old chick. I have tried to use Okcupid, plentyoffish, Christianmingle, and even almost bought a membership to match.com. No such luck has been found on any of those sites. No men or women seem to understand what an "otaku" likes. When I try to tell or explain to them just what I want. It's as if I am not speaking English! No one gets me or what I am saying.
          Then I tried asking my so called police friends if they had any reformed bad boys wanting a good nerdy girl. Nothing. The doctors in my family think I should just take my "pills" and shut up. My guy friends who are not married have a lolita complex and just want to screw me. My ex just wants to use me. My chick friends are married and are annoyed at my lack of growth and childish idealistic ways. My best friend who actually gets me sighs at my naivete and prays for me before going to bed every night. Lord knows I miss him but as an important government employee he has important things to attend to and I missed the boat on being his main squeeze. Nevertheless I still pine and whine with nostalgia for our past. If you have ever watched Sense8 he has the personality of Wolfgang with an intellectual brain. I could talk about him for hours on end...When I am confronted by men I feel no chemistry, mentally or physically for I end up doing just this.
          There isn't a group in the Tampa Bay area that doesn't know who and why I love him and yet....My parents do nothing when ignorant and un-intellectual bullies try to justify their claim to me. I ball my hands into a fist, shoot them a nasty glare and shout "NO means NO!" I do not want a macho, latin bully. I do not want an ignorant, immature jock.
          I want a compassionate Light Yagami. I want an intellectual Vegeta.

And I've also tried to find him at school, the library, the greyhound station, Metrocon and at Barnes N' Nobles with no luck to be found. Clubs and bars where I've worked for more than 3 years have not yielded any results.
         Florida's social culture is now dead to me. If I do not meet this "special mate to be" in college I will truly become more hikikomori in nature. Technically I will be more of a Freeter but you get the picture.
         Anyways, there might still be hope in the future to meet someone smart and have an actual social life when I travel to different states to attend anime conventions but right now I am giving up the hope that I honestly deserve. I should get a reward for matching the police, my ex's brother, my best friend and Steph up with partners. Jewish culture states that if an unselfish person has that kind of luck matchmaking others she is destined for love and heaven will smile upon her.
Well, Jewish heaven where is my special good-natured, good hearted, smarty-pants?

Till then its all about anime television shows now. I have given up doing anything social except for when I have school. The next few entries will be about my favorite anime television shows and what I have found to my liking. Hope you tune-in then!
TTYL friends (I hope you all are) ("^__^")