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LOOK AT MAH ANIME

By: weeaboostories on Feb 27th, 2012  |  syntax: None  |  size: 3.02 KB  |  hits: 1,808  |  expires: Never
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  1. oh, this is such a short and sweet story. it may not involve a hambeast death by glomping or socially inept yaoi fans, but it is absolutely hilarious and slightly terrifying.
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  3. after katrina, quite a few kids moved to our school. my group of friends befriended a couple of them, but we we came to regret it with one of them, as all stories like this go.
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  6. Angela, as we'll call her, since that was her god damn name and seriously who cares if she sees this she's not crazy anymore!, was a short little not-quite-a-hambeast who luckily grew out of her scary weeaboo phase come the end of her senior year, but before that, it was terrible. she wasn't greasy, she wasn't overly hyper, but her personality was a little socially inept but what weeaboo isn't? you can't spell weeaboo without 'i-don't-understand-social-graces-and-how-to-act-in-public' after all! in the end, i guess that's where all of her crazy came from.
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  8. our group would pass around manga so that we weren't spending $100-200 a series all by ourselves. it's a great way to make friends, always have a topic of conversation if all else fails, and in all honesty, was GREAT for saving money. (i definitely suggest more groups of friends do this!) i guess that's how she found out we were all kind of into anime and manga. she joined in this little trading circle we had and it was all fine and dandy until one day...
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  10. Thump. Thump. Thump.
  11. "What the crap?"
  12. "SAMI!!! EMILEE!!!!"
  13. me and my friend turned around just in time to have a whatever she was holding almost slammed into my face. she held it so close that i had to step back and readjust my glasses. sami and i were both kind of lost, embarrassed (we were in the middle of the hall during class change!), but mostly just seriously worried that something was wrong.
  14. "LOOK.
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  16. LOOK AT MY ANIME."
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  18. that's what she said. exactly that. to look at her anime. i wish i was joking, and a part of me wishes she'd have at least called it her art, but nope. look at her anime!
  19. and, well... there. it. was.
  20. it was some Inuyasha rip off of an 'original character', looking like it had been traced directly over an image. it was... well, special, to say the least. we nodded, gave a few vague compliments, and then made a beeline for our class.
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  22. we should have known that wasn't the end, though. hell had actually broken loose. it was almost every day that she was doing this. she'd run up to one friend or another and literally shove the sketchbook into our faces. at one point, she actually knocked my head back into a locker because she shoved it at me so hard. being a human and not a crazed weeaboo, though, she did apologize profusely. it was kind of hilarious in that absolutely horrible 'oh honey what are you doing' kind of way.
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  24. i guess this is really tame compared to a previous story I had submitted and she seemed to have grown out of it by her senior year, but it's still hilarious nonetheless. she developed a really nice style of her own and her art is pretty great now. i guess she's a success story, but looking back at that is just... wow. just wow.
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