Diversion: An Update on Quitting Ryosuke

Juicy Peppah

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Thank God I don't remember you anymore! So long, little boy!^_^

QUITTING a long-time addiction has never been easy, as far as Hey Say JUMP’s Ryosuke Yamada is concerned. As he matures, he gets too hot to handle, yet too warm to let go. He’s a drug that keeps you hooked until you puke. He’s everything before you yet you could never touch. The mere idea pisses me off.

But I have already followed a few steps out of 18 for a start. First was the step that wrote, “Dislike all the Facebook pages concerning him,” and all that. I did, but unfortunately not because I wanted to quit him. The paranoia in the air courtesy of some immature fans [see For the n^th time] got me disgusted. In fact, I retained a Hey Say JUMP page—the one I created and managed [and it’s updated now as far as I know]—just to remind myself that I still like him.

The next step I followed was, “Fall in love with someone else,” and as I stated in the entry, this has been so far my most effective means of ditching an addiction.

In a more technical term [oh?], I may call it diversion [did I get it right? Please comment if I didn’t]. For example, a child loves exploring his or her erogenous zone, but the parents disagree with it, they may engage the child into sports or other recreational activities just to prevent him or her from learning to masturbate.

Like I wrote, it’s been the principle I used with unawareness when dealing with my feelings for past crushes, be them dangerously beautiful or perfectly horrid.

When I started to watch Beelzebub, I got hooked by its humorous antics and then found myself making it my profile picture, liking its page on Facebook, following the episodes at Animeseason or gogoanime, searching for pictures and funny moments, and even looking forward to its merchandise [it’s not like I’m turning diabolic or to a devil worshiper; don’t be judgmental guys].

Doing so made me forget how it felt like to see Ryosuke’s adorable smiles, winks and everything, made me forget how he looked like that I literally had to see another picture to memorize the features of his face, and even almost made me forget that I wanted to go to Japan just to see him [lies, lies, lies. I still think of these things every night]. Kidding aside, I had to grope the very back of my mind to remember his face.

Besides, I no longer laugh whenever I hear his overly seductive song parts [it just sounds so annoying now] in my cell phone.

Well, the addiction during the 18 ways time is on the process of subsiding now. Aside from the help of Beelzebub, I have also started looking for a job [which kept me busy, another step to quitting Ryosuke], engaging myself in sports, and exercising strenuous(?)ly [I had to tone down or the buttons of my blouses would pop]. I think I just have to exercise the power of my will and make the greater good a priority rather than the wishes which may take ages to come true.