/cgl/ - Cosplay & EGL

Just cringe.

>be a weeb shit since you discovered the TV at 5 or so
>"how does ash speaks? He moves his mouth saying PIHKAHCHA" in front of my family
>big bro -for a year or even less- says when he was 7, that Pokemon is from the USA
>"no!!!! POKEMON IT'S JAPANESE" when i was like 6
>digi charat nyo at 4 am
>i was up all night watching stuff like steel angel kurumi -which i still avoid because of the yuri shit- and Eva
>pretend to be sick because no friends, pita ten at 7 am and planet survival at 9 am
>discover yaoi at 9
>watch sensitive pornograph and read some shota manga about a cute bunny
>all of that on youtube
>watch those shitty animu yaoiz pictures on youtube with shitty music
>develop shit taste
>listened to crazy vocaloid music like the disappearance of Hatsune Miku
>sing unconsciously
>sing the clockwork island in spanish alone at class
>"alone"
>some people gets in the classroom
>don't give a fuck and keep singing
>when grandfather dies
>scream japanese nosense
>at school
>in the middle of a class
>while having a fucking breakdown
>always wanted a totem kawaii japanese older boyfriend with glasses
>write a story about it when i was 14
>my totem kawaiiz japanese imaginary boyfriend was 21
>concerned teachers
>13 wearing stripped arm warmers and fingerless gloves
>at school
>a school with uniforms
>somehow they never gave a fuck about what i did

I'm feeling so sad about my past... all of my shit childhood was my own fault. But at least i got some nice times.

>singing at class in a low voice.
>puzzle by hatsune miku
>cute boy i liked was sitting next to me
>he falls asleep
>then he starts talking to me

It was pretty cute.

I have a number of awful con stories, but this one is one of the worst.

>2014
>Go with innocent weeby friend to a small local con in the city I used to live in.
>As a long-time con goer, I always pack a little baggie of wet naps, perfume, deodorant etc. to stay fresh.
>Spend most of day hanging out, hang out with other kpop fans (they spotted my bag) and start dancing covering songs, chilling and talking about our favorite groups
>feelsgoodman.jpg
>Weeby friend isn't as into kpop as the rest of us, she sits on her phone in the background browsing her tumblr the entire time and eyeing us angrily
>Lunch time comes, we all split and weeby friend tags along with me
>I know the surrounding area pretty well, she's broke from buying weeaboo merch so we go to a nearby McDonald's.
>Everything goes fine until we get back towards the con hotel.
>"Hey anon, is there a bathroom near here...?"
>"No, why? I asked you if you needed to go at McD's."
>No answer, brush it off until we reach the con.
>We're close to the door when weeb friend grabs my arm, whips me around and grabs her stomach
>She's shitting on herself
>In the middle of the hallway outside the con
>Rush her towards the bathroom just as a security guard comes over
>Last thing I hear is "Is this coffee? (Sniff) Oh my god..."

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