Boy did I not enjoy yesterday. Any potential gaiety during the school day was darkened by the looming storm cloud of homework and orchestra rehearsal that awaited me at the end of the day. The one ray of light that brightened things was anime club after school, and let me explain why:
The anime club at my school has an assigned meeting place (a dark corner of the library) and roughly the same group of people who show up every Monday, but the similarities to the standard definition of "club" stop there. We have no organized activities, besides the ritual viewing of anime, and even then the episodes to be watched that day are only vaguely voted upon by way of a scattered democracy. Once the episodes have started, people only lend half of their attention to the media being displayed, the other half occupied with homework, hijacking the school computers, and forming small groups in which to talk casually (and in some cases, play Magic: The Gathering). However thrown together this association may seem, there is a certain sense of community to be gained when so many nerds cluster together in one place.
For example, one of my senpai (yes, I went there), upon entering the library, walked behind my chair and as he did so took off his baseball cap and put it on my head. I knew, due to my peripheral vision, who it was, and resolved not to take off the hat. No words were exchanged in this. So I went about my anime club routine; rally for an episode of Tsubasa Chronicle to be shown, check my email on one of the library computers, etc, as did he who had placed his hat upon my head. By the time anime club was almost over, I was back in the seat in which I had been sitting when I had initially received the hat, watching the end of an episode of Inuyasha (don't judge us), when he walked behind me again on his way out, and wordlessly reclaimed his hat.
Strange things happen in this club. We also occasionally swear at each other in Japanese.
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