how pokemon changed my life.

Pokemon is my life.
I'm a dork. I know.

When I was in first grade, those Pokemon card games were what we all played because we lived in a very rural area and we had nothing else to do. (I would pass about four farms on my way to school.)
I remember watching all the cool fifth graders play it on the playground at recess.

There was always a huge crowd around them, filled with jealous kids who's parents wouldn't buy them the Pokemon card packs at Walmart.
I watched the fifth graders every single day.
Eventually, there was always a space reserved for me.
It was like a VIP seat and it was great.

Of course, I owned a few cards of my own.
But they were the ones nobody wanted. It became routine for kids I've never seen before come up to me and give me all the ones they didn't want.
They were normally weak Pokemon like Magikarp and Caterpie.
But sometimes, I would get some a Charizard or Articuno from those who felt bad for me.

One day where I challenged this fifth grader to a battle. It was really scary, because James (That was his name) was twice my height and had really big muscles.

The whole school heard about my epic challenge, and gathered around the playground to watch.
AND I BEAT HIM.
It was the happiest moment in my life.
And more than eight years later, I still remember that.

A few weeks ago, I found James on Facebook.
He rejected my friend request.
I guess he still remembers that day too.

mail makes my life.

I love getting mail. Maybe it's because that technology is so normal, that getting an actual, physical letter trumps an email.

I don't know.

It also reminds me when I had a pen pal. We've all done that when we were young. Because it was super cool. Because sending letters was cooler than actually talking.

And because mail is just cool.
The excitement of seeing it.
The excitement of tearing the envelope open.
The excitement of battling the tape that seals it closed.
The excitement of unfolding it.
The excitement of reading the letter.

I know that when I'm older, and have my own house, and have my own kids, I'm going to hate it. Because when you're older, mail = bills that need to be paid.


And I also know because my mom hates getting the mail. <3 Fi

lets get down to business.

Mulan is my life. And it took me until today to realize that.
How?

Because I knew all the lyrics to the "I'll Make a Man out of You" song.
All of them.
All of them.

Before you judge me, this was my absolute favorite movie when I was little. Most watched princess movies like Cinderella, Beauty and the Beast and all that jazz. But Mulan was just different.

That's love, right there.

It had it all. Ninja moves, a sassy dragon named Mushu, thrill, an awesome sountrack and hot guys.
Yes, I found Shang the army captain person mildly attractive when I was seven.
He was the major hunk of my life until I started liking real and non-Disney guys when I turned eleven.
My obsession was so complete that I was slightly jealous of Mulan.  But she was pretty awesome, so I forgave her.
And if I didn't, then Mushu would eat my face when I was sleeping.
So forgiveness was a win-win for me. 

It's also pretty dramatic. I admit to crying a few times during the movie.
Especially when Shang (*swoon*) found out she was a girl. And was all "A life for a life." and then leaving her.
You should know, that at a tender age of seven, I didn't understand how there weren't as many women rights as there was today. So quite frankly, I didn't get why Mulan dressed up as a guy, and why it was so awful that he found out. But all I knew and needed to know, was that it was sad.
Really sad.
Like burst-into-sniffling-tears sad.

I think I'm going to watch Mulan Two on YouTube now.


Shang > Edward Cullen, Justin Bieber, Jacob Black, ect.  <3 Fi