Sunday, November 29, 2015

How to Be Glad

Dear Upa,
                Frankly, I don't get it. 
I don't get how this fandom thing works. I realise now that ever since I was like 10, I've spent my time fangirling over other things. It started with Percy Jackson, then Harry Potter, Hunger Games, Divergent, the Mortal Instruments, all of it was when I was only 11. And then I got introduced to YouTube (thanks to you) and danisnotonfire and amazingphil, and I started off as a casual fan and three years later am full-time phan trash. There was anime and various TV shows and now I am absolute BTS trash as well. Go figure.
Basically, I don't even remember how life was before I lived for other things. I have a Unit Test tomorrow and all I can think about is the BTS come back album and phil is not on fire 7 which will both release today. 
Maybe that's kind of sad. 
But maybe it's not. Maybe there is a sort of beauty in the way you go out there and find things worth staying up at 4 AM with your eyes glued to a laptop screen for. Maybe it's kind of great that you have a purpose that you find for yourself, a thing that makes you smile when you think about it and maybe it's great that you have something you care about that much. I think it's great that you can find happiness for yourself. 
I am glad I am a fangirl. I am glad that two British boys across the world can make me smile at any time of the day, or that fictional characters mean so much to me or that things happening to seven boys all the way in Korea has a huger impact on my life than most things.
It may sound kind of sad for someone who isn't a full time internet hobo, but these are The Most Beautiful Moments In Life. 
(Pt. 2).

Okay I had to make that pun. I'm sorry. The point is, 10, 20 years down the road I'll either still be a fangirl or look back at all the amazing times I've had with all these fandoms and think to myself, "Damn. How did I afford all those books and albums? Must be so expenseev. More than 3 dollars. I must have been reech."

I'm sorry. 
I'm done. 
I'm good. 

Bye for now,

Aditi. 

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