Mi Vida

The Complicated Battle of a Middle Age Fangirl

Maybe I should be ashamed but whoever knew this photo will pledge your loyalty to me. The CABBAGE MERCHANT is not simply a fool in Avatarverse. He is one of the key characters and played major part in re-telling Aang’s story, though we can fairly doubt the authenticity.

In fact, it was him that prompted me to watch 61 episodes of Avatar: The Last Airbender in less than 3 days (I could have finished it in 2 but my head was spinning) and later Legend of Korra‘s first 3 books and resented it because I should have waited for Book 4 to finish but then no one has that amount of patience.

GAWD!

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I am a thirty one year old woman and I cry watching anime. That is the truth in all its splendour. I want an Appa stuff toy and I saw some cute ones on Etsy and quite a cheaper one (Made in China) on Amazon, probably advertised by the same company. I hyperventilate when I saw a Momo cap or a glow in the dark Airbender tattoo sweater (you can’t say that’s not cool!) and I wish I could bend metal when I’m in a train.

Book 4 is ending in about 10 weeks and I don’t know how am I going to get through it. More tearbending, perhaps. Maybe it’s the same like the Harry Potter series. Though I cannot say I am most upset with it. I was quite upset reading the epilogue of Mockingjay because it ended (movie-wise, I have another year of fangirling with Mockingjay Part II. Weehoo!) but Avatar: The Last Airbender took the icing on the cake because it’s one of the most amazing ideas ever realized on international t.v.

It’s not because it’s so weird not seeing Zuko again. Or Toph. Or Katara. Or even Sokka. It’s the brilliance of the team and the writing that made it shine. The wisdom of Uncle Iroh, the bravery of standing up for what you believe, that disability is just another identity and surprisingly a unique way of perceiving things and the value of humor in unimaginable situation is better than panic. And friendship. Always friendship.

It’s just such a wonderful series that I often squeal in delight (or pulls hair in anguish) after about 22 minutes of focused sighting and I just want to tell the world about all the good things, bad things, stupid puns, jokes, my own hypothesis and head canons but all of my friends are not into animes or even squealing for cartoons anymore. I have this geiser funneling in my veins and no way of channeling it out. It’s boiling and swirling in a vortex of giggling words and hushed whispers and thunderous glee but I have in my possession no way to express that without sounding like an idiot.

So I head for Tumblr. Those people understand. They don’t judge. I can rest contented that someone in Canada or Australia or South Africa knew exactly what I felt each time we watch the episodes or sought out a funny new meme. It’s hard work, I tell you because of the time zones and the wifi connection and if they’re not grounded without the new wifi password.

It sucks.

All I wanted was to be happy, watching my favourite program and squeal together with my girlfriends, right here, right now *sigh* but I guess that would not be possible. Well, this is better than nothing.

Episode Four next week!

*SQUEALS*

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