Disclaimer: I don't own anything in the SW universe. However, Jorya and her Master are my own creations.

AN: I'm writing this story for the Dear Diary Challenge over at the JC Forums. Basically this is going to span a year for both me and my character. Jorya is a teenager in this (17) and so she is going to sound like a teenager. I hope you enjoy!

Ramblings: The Diary of Jorya Lank

Entry 1

Dear Diary,

Is it just me or does it sound strange to name and address an inanimate object? Oh well…moving on.

I really don't know the proper way to start these things, so I guess I'll introduce myself. I know that sounds silly as you are nothing but a datapad, but I will do it all the same. My name is Jorya Lank and I'm a Jedi…Ok so that wasn't entirely accurate. I'm not a true Jedi, but I am a Padawan learning to become one.

Why am I starting a diary you may ask (despite the fact this datapad has no questions, nor is anyone EVER going to read it)? Simply for the fact that we are in the middle of a war and if I survive it I might be crazy enough to want to remember it. Anyway I'm also a teenage girl and there are certain things I might want to rant—err meditate about.

I've lived at the Jedi Temple on Coruscant my entire life and I honestly can't remember the name of my homeworld. I've never been the most outstanding Jedi ever; ok fine…I'm a klutz! Just because I'm ran into Master Yoda twice doesn't mean everyone has to call me a "walking disaster". On top of that I'm the shortest human in my year at the Temple. So everytime I had some form of mishap I just said that I'm "vertically challenged". And everyone bought it…Until I ran into Master Yoda.

I'm very grateful that I have the opportunity to become a Jedi, after all most of the galaxy will never get to use the Force or bear a lightsaber. Then again maybe they are the fortunate ones, for being a Jedi is probably the most complicated life there is. For the longest time I was sure that I would be sent to the Agricorps, but fortunately Master Ellia Taske took me as her apprentice.

It's been four years since then, and I'm now seventeen. It really doesn't feel like it's been that long. I blame it on this silly war. It really feels like it's going to go on forever! I'm sick of seeing all the bloodshed, all the combat, and the missions Jedi have now. There was a time when we were peacemakers and negotiators primarily, but now we are war generals and the Republic's only hope. I'm hoping it will end soon, but those Separatist won't see reason.

Well I just heard my comlink beep at me and it looks like Master Taske and I have an appointment with the Council. Time for yet another battle I'm sure, oh boy! rolls eyes

AN: There you have it entry one. I hope you enjoyed it!