08:11a.m., July 16th- 2009

Well, howdy there, Mr Journal. Been a while since we had a chat. I figure I'd better fill you in on some stuff before I ship out. But yeah, this'll probably be my last entry for a while. There's a good reason for that, but I'll explain more later- got some more pressing issues first.

Well, first off, I really don't have that much of school left. I've successfully managed to navigate my way through it without much damage. Fair enough, a couple of the people there severely dented my vocabulary, grammar and pronounciation. I guess I won't be seeing them for much longer anyway.

Oh, something infuriating happened too. Well, good in some ways, I guess; Amazon and Pacific University accepted my applications, but I kind of only chose them as fillers, I needed three Unis to apply to. Nile City rejected me. I guess they had better Neuro applicants. Still, qualifications don't mean much these days. I'd still have liked to go, Nile City is an amazing place. I guess I'll be headed there eventually anyway, HA!! So yeah, they sent me one of those cool little holographic card thingies, apparently Nile City's rich enough to just send them out free. The Dean of the University was the guy talking on it. Goddamn, he needs to get rid of that moustache, he looks like he's got a bushy grey curtain stapled to his top lip. It was hilarious watching him talk- it- it just DANCED. Whoa, tangent. Yeah, he was all "We are very sorry to inform you, Mr Reid, you have been unsuccessful in your application for the Neuroscience course in Nile City University. We wish you the best of luck in the rest of your endeavours.". And people make fun of me for having a "posh accent", I felt like I was something on the bottom of his shoe.

I've still got my Graduation Ceremony at the school to attend, not that I can really be bothered with it all, Big Steve Miller, the new Rector's just going to be babbling on about how well we've all done and crap. He's such a pompous upper-class moron. I guess he just doesn't understand how normal people work. Ah well, we'll just need to endure his speeches about Respect with a capital R.

ANYWAY, seriously Mr Journal, you need to stop me going on these tangents, we'll get things done so much faster- I need to be getting off to school soon. Yeah, I've just decided to Hell with Uni or College- if they don't want the best, they're not getting the best. I'm going to walk the path of the High School Dropout- I'll become a Pokemon Trainer. Yeeah, that's not really that like me, but screw it, I may as well do something I'm good at. Yeah, with a crapload of luck, I'll manage to kick ass in the Gyms and get pretty feared as a Trainer. I've been doing amazingly in the school leagues, so that's probably a good sign, right? So yeah, I'll tell my friends I'm off on my quest-type-thing at Graduation today and I'll set off on my epic journey afterwards. Harris and Lucien are amazing, Lucien's adorable, he keeps imitating a huge novel, all that's on it is a beautifully engraved cover, and the gold title "ADVENTURE", with the same word just plastered over every page right the way through. Harris has been full of energy, he's been helping me pack for the journey, he's been great for getting my crap off of the top shelves. I love Pokemon.

So yeah, my Kecleon and Ditto are massively excited about this (me too), but my parents.. Well, they're my parents, I guess. I wasn't expecting them to be hugely pleased about me going. Well, Dad doesn't seem to mind as much as I was expecting, but Mum actually asked me not to go. I wish she'd kept that to herself, it's not her choice to make- what I do with my life is my choice. Still though, I think she's pretty glad I'm doing something with my pretty aimless life, rather than becoming jobless. Weirdly, my Grandparents were the ones that gave me the most support out of my entire family. Grandpa helped most. I think he was always disappointed that Dad didn't go become a Trainer, so he's putting everything he's got into me. He passed down a set of belts he had when he was a Trainer. One goes across my chest, it attaches to a backpack, it has a pocket for a Pokedex, even some small buckles and stuff for holding some of my more often used Items. The second goes around my waist and has studs that'll hold 6 Pokeballs on me, which I'm obviously going to need. Last belt goes around my thigh, that holds a little knife that I might need just in case. Well, I use "little" rather loosely, my Grandpa says he fended off an Ursaring when all his Pokemon had fainted. So yeah, Grandpa ended up spending a crapload of money on me, I've been given a shipment of Quick, Dusk and Pokeballs, along with an entire Pharmacy worth of medicine. I told Grandpa not to do all of this, I mean surely he realises it's too much? Yeah, I told him he should be keeping his pension of my Grandma and him, not wasting his money on me. Yeah, he ended up 'encouraging' me to take it. Remember Blackout, his old Manectric? Yeah, I love that thing, he's the only black Manectric I've seen apart from on the internet. Anyway, he basically directed Blackout's attention toward me.. Even though he's getting old, Blackout's still damn scary when he's growling.

So yeah, my unsuccessful application really set the ball rolling for me, I started making preparations for my 'quest', saving money, etc. Yeah, I ended up treating myself to a little gadget that you probably haven't heard much about, Mr Journal. It's the brainchild of a trio of brilliant minds, the Head Researcher and father of the Pokegear, from Johto's Radio Tower, along with the famed, late Professor Oak of Kanto, and the CEO of Apple, Steve Jobs. It's called the iPoke, and is a really amazing piece of equipment (Hell, it fits right into that pocket on my belt!). Honestly, the things it can do are incredible, it is seriously the most amazing thing I've ever owned. I figure catching Pokemon will help keep me occupied on my travels, so the Pokedex Function on the iPoke will come in handy- though I doubt I'll need that much background on what I see, I understand that pretty well already. The Pokedex Function should be pretty well worn out by the time I finish! Well, that said, I don't technically own any Pokemon, I've never taken the time to formally capture Harris or Lucien, I'll need to if I plan to enter formal tournaments.

Next, there's the World Map application, that'll come in handy should I get lost, which I will, but don't tell Mum & Dad! Of course, I'm probably not going to leave the country after all, I'm really happy in Mune.

Naturally, since it's an Apple product, it has a Music Function. I put all of my music on it, which was legally bought from iTunes, so for the love of God, don't kill me for having music. I reckon some amazing soundtracks will fit in well with whatever new scenery I end up with around me.

Then, also handily, is the Phone Function. It has its obvious applications, useful for making friends, keeping in touch with family.. I'm sure at least my Grandpa will want regular updates of how I'm doing, right? Thank God for caller ID for when I don't feel like talking to le parentals.

Ooh, on the subject of buying things.. I ordered my Trainer Gear, it's set to arrive today. I reeeeaaaally can't wait, it's SO AWESOME. Yeah, the parents decided they were going to bankroll my Trainer Gear being made, successfully securing my eternal love and gratitude. So I met up with Goliath Gear's Head Designer and he and I put our heads together to come up with my custom stuff. We came up with all of my clothes, equipment, EVERYTHING is fully custom and looks amazing. Goliath is the market leader for Trainer Gear, I totally get why now, they deserve it so much more than their competitors.

So yeah, Harris is getting all restless and stuff. He's giving me that Look, staring at the door and squirming in circles. I'm sure you know what I mean, Mr Journal- the "I need to go" look. I'll give him time to go on the way to school. Lucien and him are coming with me to Graduation, so hopefully he'll be empty and won't pee everywhere.

So this looks like it, Mr Journal. You're going to be spending a looooong time on the top shelf. I figure I'll fill you in on everything that happens when I get back. Should be quite a story for you. I'll see if I can't find you a nice slim paperback to keep you company when I get back. Yeah, word of advice for while I'm away. Don't mess with The Lord of the Rings. He's huge!

See you soon!

-Jack