November 2nd, Year 1, Institute of War, Champion Dorms

They say patience pays off for those who are willing to wait. Well, whoever 'they' are, 'they' better be right.

Uneventful, to say the least. I woke, up, ate breakfast, went to do some cardio and keep my shape, ate lunch, did some target practicing with Shaco and his clones, ate dinner, did some reading at the Institute's library, which has become my second home, and went to sleep. This boring routine has been repeating itself ever since I came to the League.

I still remember my first day at the League, after I registered as a champion. I remember the cheers, the welcome fanfare. I remember being instantly picked as a champion for the Fields of Justice, as soon as I entered the halls of the Institute. I remember my first win, and all the glory and fame. Being presented with many offers to fight for each respective nations, I was overwhelmed at my popularity.

Now, none of that anymore. It seems they create this spectacle for new-comers only. Everyone seems like a celebrity when they first enter the league, but come their 2nd year or so, it seems like no one cares anymore. Of course, this doesn't apply to everyone, there are champions that never fall out of favor, those are the popular ones, the ones that everyone love to hang out with, and the ones that every summoner wants to summon on the field. Those champions get everything they want, summoners even want to buy gifts for them!

This brings me back to the time when I was still a teenager in school. I wasn't the prettiest, nor the most popular, but one of the smartest ones. I could think fast, I could memorize, and sometimes, I just knew the answers. There were some popular students, even though those students weren't the best in academics, but they still got everything. Teachers give them free marks just because they ask, I had to earn all my marks with long-hours of studying. It wasn't fair, and because of that, I knew I had to stand out, which is partially the reason I wanted to delve into studying the Moon and its properties.

I was rejected. I wanted to stand out, I wanted to become popular, I wanted to be known, and I wanted friends who would talk to me and hang out during lunchtime. Instead, I was branded as an outcast, the teachers didn't talk to me, they didn't offer me any help if I needed them to clarify something. The students moved further away from me, it got to a point that I was sitting alone at the front of the desk, and there was a circle of desk in between me and the next student. I felt like an outcast physically and emotionally. I would put on a brave face at school, because only at home, was I allowed to let my true emotions show. Eventually it got worse and worse, combined with my solitude, I found comfort in the Library rather than the dining halls. I would skip class, because I could no longer bear being secluded, instead I read books to pass the time. That was when I found out about the Lunari, and their traditions.

I thought joining the League would change that, and it did, briefly. But after the first year, I became the person I was before, even though I tried hard to change my personality and my character, I still fell back to my old habits. I tried hard to become personable, I tried talking to the champions and summoners alike, and sometimes it feels like I actually made a few friends. But it only takes a few days after to realize that, I don't have friends, I have colleagues; people whom I am friendly with seven days of the week. They say the difference between a friend and a colleague is that the friend will call you up on the weekends to ask you to hang out, do some shopping, or even just walk by the Institute's beautiful gardens, while the colleague will simply say "hi".

Sometimes, I just wish someone could come into my life, save me from this miserable lifestyle, and introduce me to a new way of living.

~Diana