I started watching Love Hina, the anime series, again today. It had been a long, LONG time since I had seen it, and I was in the mood for something light-hearted, like Azumanga or something. So I popped in my disc and started playing the first few episodes.

It's kind of ironic, looking at it now. Love Hina is probably the main reason I came to Japan. The protagonist Keitarou is studying to get into Toukyou Daigaku, the most prestigious freaking school in the universe. He has this complex where he made a promise a long time ago, and does not want to break it. He's also a hard-worker, if a bit lazy at times. There are a lot of ways that I'm really similar to him, so I guess I sort of respect him for being who he is in the situation he is thrust into.

Also I used to have a mad crush on Shinobu. Love Hina brings back memories of the days when there was still a fair amount of smart people on Gaia, the days where good friends of mine did not live in Pennsylvania, just... all-around nostalgia. I'm pretty sure it is safe to label this anime as the most meaningful to me.

I wish I was in the position that Keitaro is in. I do not say this because of the fact that he lives with five girls in a dormitory and runs the place. I do not say it for that at all. I say it because I know that I would probably end up doing the same sorts of things that he does, reacting in similar manners to how he reacts, and the like. I respect him as a character, and I respect Ken Akamatsu for making him up, so that I could respect him.

I guess what I'm going for in this entry is that I'm being nostagic today.Because of Love Hina, of all things. But really, nobody will ever know exactly how impactful this dumb little story was on me, a year or two ago. I guess it's kind of a building block of mine.