The epilogue to “Chuunibyo demo koi ga shitai” really got me thinking about my life.

First off, if you haven’t watched Chuunibyo yet, download it and watch it.  This entry will make a helluva lot more sense.  Maybe I should put up a few screens on it, since everyone likes pictures.

And a quick definition of “chuunibyo”

A Japanese slang term which roughly translates to “Middle School 2nd Year Syndrome”. People with chuunibyou either act like a know-it-all adult and look down on real ones, or believe they have special powers unlike others.This is a common stage in growth; for most people, it happens–you guessed it–around the 2nd year of middle school (Grade 8 in Japan). However, the problem is, there are some grown-ups who have this symptom.
There are 3 main types of Chuunibyou. DQN-type pretends to be antisocial even though they aren’t, or can’t be and has made-up stories about antisocial behavior. Subculture-type prefers subculture or minor trends just to be different and have the “cool” factor. Evil Eye-Type admires mystical powers and pretends to have one of their own, to the extent of establishing an alias just for that.

Chuunibyo demo koi ga shitai was an anime that followed the lives of high schoolers, most of whom got over their 8th grade syndrome, and are struggling to find their identities in a new environment.  I’m sure that nearly everyone can relate to that situation (HIGH SCHOOL).

Anyway, this is the entire ending narration, which sounds like it was done by Norio Wakamoto, one of my favorite seiyuus.  Actually, watching again pretty much confirms it.  It’s Wakamoto-san.  The seiyuu equivalent of Morgan Freeman.

And obviously, this epilogue might have a few spoilers, but it’s nothing major.  It’s the message I want you all to read.

In the end, “Eighth Grade Syndrome” is just another way of living your life.  As crazy as it sounds, there’s still a part of me that imagines crazy situations and a me that does crazy things.  I just have to put it to paper now, and I have an artist to help that reality of mine get out of my head.  Your self-identity, your imagination, those are all wonderful gifts and you should never try to hide them away.  Your life is what you make of it.