Sometimes I wonder what it would be like to be in an anime. I could choose to be some mech pilot, or have powers to fight crime and do random shit to people, or even be surrounded by tons of girls who would fight over me. You know, all the things that could never happen in real life (especially number 3). But then I remembered what age groups all of the people who take these roles are: teenagers.
Being twenty means I no longer have the suffix -teen at the end of my age. As I've always said, you can fix just about any problem by throwing enough acne ridden, sexually frustrated, and mentally unprepared teenagers at it. But what good does a twenty-year old do, experienced with adult responsibility, not to mention the ability to make decisions rationally with one's brain rather than the libido. Logic is the enemy of success, especially in settings where the person who can yell the loudest is often the winner. Besides, who has to be around to pay taxes to fix all the shit that these kids go and destroy. Freaking brats on my lawn.
Even outside of anime, I can no longer have my own slice of life introduction, where I get to stand in front of the class and write my name on the board, then spout something stupid that everyone will remember.
|You better keep good on this one.|