Hugh

Professor Juniper mailed me this journal so that I could record memorable events throughout my Pokemon journey if I so wished to. So I have decided to record, and I am starting with my first day.

Technically the day is not over yet as it is only 4:15pm. But it started at around 8:05am this morning. I'm just so anxious to get some entries in. I have a feeling that these trainer journals are a good idea for tracking progress. Or tracking shitty days and how many of them occur.

Anyway! First things first, I got the Pokemon I wanted! Snivy! And I was the first of three trainers he ran to once he was released from the Pokeball. And the three people this includes are myself, Rosa and Nate.

I guess I should include my childhood friends in this journal as well, especially since I will be sharing a good deal of my journey with them, I'm sure. First off, Nate and Rosa are brother and sister. They are fraternal twins, and we have spent our entire lives growing up next door to each other.

Nate is such a dick. The first thing he did was make fun of me for wanting Snivy. What he didn't understand was that it takes a real trainer, a skillful trainer, to bring out the best in grass type Pokemon. And when a grass type is fine tuned, they can be any rival trainer's worst nightmare.

Nate also shot down Rosa for merely mentioning that she wanted all three of the Pokemon. Did I mention he was a fucking dick? All she was doing was kidding around with him!

But something funny did happen! Once the woman named Bianca came to deliver the Pokemon, aside from Snivy running to me, Oshawott and Tepig ran straight to Rosa! The aggravated, jealous look on Nate's face was priceless!

Bianca had to wrestle the two Pokemon away and force one of them on Nate. At first, Nate wanted the Tepig, but it tried to burn him the minute he tried to pet it. After that it jumped out of Bianca's arms and ran straight for Rosa. The Oshawott however, allowed Nate to pet it and then it accepted him as its trainer.

I was disappointed any Pokemon wanted Nate at all. But Bianca sure seemed relieved.

I was amazed at Bianca. First off, I thought it was strange how Professor Juniper couldn't meet us herself. Instead she had to have her assistant do the job. I guess I can understand how busy the lady must be, but Bianca was a little off. I wonder if Juniper was aware of this?

I do admire Bianca though. She fought right along side Touko many times in the fight for Unova. But she was still no Touko. She seemed very nervous and anxious. Bianca almost acted as if she was scared of something. Her eyes were also very bloodshot like she hadn't had sleep for days. And she stuttered, a lot.

I hope she will be okay.

Oh, and I would like to record my goals! First one being a Pokemon Champion! The second one would be having the honor to fight Touko in a Pokemon battle! Win or lose, that would be a most memorable experience.

The third goal will be to get my little sister's Purrloin back. In order to accomplish that goal I would have to hunt down every low-life, stinking Team Plasma grunt I could find, and somehow, get the Purrloin back. I can never forgive them for what they had done. My sister was left heartbroken and sad for many months. That Purrloin was out there, somewhere, and I vowed to find it. No one stole from my family and I will personally see to it that Team Plasma will get what they deserved. I know they are still out there. According to the news they are being spotted here and there. And even Ghetsis has been spotted. They are rising back to power; I know it.

But not for long. Not if I have anything to do with it.

And finally, my last goal (until I make new ones as time goes on) is to crush Nate as well. Crush him because he is a dick, and because of the way he treats Rosa.

Rosa deserves so much better. She deserves someone there to encourage her, not to bring her down all the time. . . I could write more on this subject, but what if someone was to read this? I want to record my journey, accomplishments, and even my feelings. But it's my feelings that I need to be careful with. I can see Nate already trying to hijack my journal in an attempt to read it. Fuck you Nate, if you ever get the privilege.

After we all got our supplies for our journeys this morning, I challenged that dick! And he declined! Of course he did, the chicken shit. He has a water type. He claimed he had to run back home for something and then disappeared. Classic coward. Rosa offered to battle me, however.

I didn't want to battle her because I didn't want her to lose, but I didn't want to lose either. I tried my best to let her win, but somehow Snivy was just so good! And he beat Tepig with ease. I had to give it to Rosa though, she really did try her best and she was a fast learner as well.

I feared she would be sad at her loss, but she was took it very well. I also gave her lots of praise and encouragement. If I had been Nate, I would have rubbed it in her face so hard she would have suffocated.

And now Rosa and I are sitting in a clearing on Route nineteen having an afternoon snack and writing in our journals. It was Rosa's idea, the journal writing was. I'm glad she suggested it. It's very relaxing to some degree. I even see another trainer propped against a tree just a few yards away, writing in one as well. These things are very popular. I wonder how many books may be published based on the many journeys that have been recorded in journals? I wonder what Rosa is writing about right now?

I want to travel with her, but at the same time I don't. I'm afraid she will be a distraction. How can I get her to go off on her own? I don't want to shoo her off, but it's better to do it now than later.

It's only my first day.