Dear Diary,
I can finally say that I love a member of my family; even if it is only one member in particular. Traveling with Ash and Brock deprived me of a girl with whom I could connect with. In fact, for awhile I actually had forgotten what it was like to talk to someone who understood emotions. Spending the day with Daisy was like a breath of fresh air into a life sullied by the musk of emotional loneliness.
She arrived late last night but was immediately floored by fatigue. So we didn't get much in beyond greetings and such. We planned out how today would go over some leftover pizza I ordered for dinner. I can definitely say that Daisy more than makes up for her poor battle skills with her impeccable planning abilities. Everything fit so well together and was practically guaranteed to somewhat cure me of my pains.
It all started off with some shopping we could bond over; nothing too big of course, just the necessities like shoes, bathing suits, and ice cream. Imagine my surprise when we got back to the gym and Daisy demanded that we battle some trainers in our new bikinis. She did surprisingly well for someone of her poor caliber. Apparently, all these eager trainers had been waiting for me to open the gym again so they could do battle with me; they were about fourteen of them just dying to face me. It was kinda cute in a way, a bunch of young boys, only two girls, drooling over Daisy and I. Plus, this one of the first times I was included by one of my sisters in modeling for 'fans'.
The battling lasted into the night. Understandably worn out from the activity, Daisy decided to share with me the fruits of her travels. I was stunned by the amount of League DVDs she had. As it turns out, my sisters had ventured off on a quest to get closer to that bastard with the Alakazam. The collection was gathered from several different venders they encountered.
To my horror, on most of the discs were several different matches of that bastard against slightly talented trainers who all met similar fates. Only a few of these battles were in any way exciting for me to watch. I just didn't see what it was my sisters apparently saw in him. Hell, I didn't even know his name until I heard the League announcer say it in every match we watched. Seth Detom? More like Seth Really-Dumb. There were some surprises though. Contained within the discs Daisy had bought were four battles between Seth and Leo. There was one for the Kanto League, Hoenn League, and two other matches that took place in stadiums that make both Leagues look like jokes. To be honest, I had believed that Leo was lying to me before when he told me of his rivalry with the jerk. I never would've guessed that he wasn't only telling the truth; he and that Seth guy were pretty much equals in each of the matches.
Now don't get me wrong Diary, I've seen some good battles in my day, but each war those two fought was practically a clinic in how to be a great trainer. I could probably take their matches and use their examples of creative combos, unique strategy, unbelievable power, and flashy outfits in Leo's case to teach tomorrow's trainers how to shine. Despite my dislike for Seth, I have earned massive amounts of respect for him from these videos.
Fittingly, both Leo and Seth came out a winner in two of the four battles. Thanks to their battles I can now say that I have a brand new appreciation for the term outclassed.
After we watched all the DVDs, Daisy couldn't help but go on and on about how handsome Seth was. I didn't have the heart to tell her that he had actually visited the gym while she was away. However, I did have the heart to tell her that I knew Leo and that he was a friend of mine. The response I got was a typical one in regards to Leo's usual effect on girls.
This gives me a good idea. As much as it burns me to think of romance right now, I can't help but get giddy at the thought of hooking them up together. However, my little desire has obvious flaws; the most noticeable being Daisy's preference to Seth over the younger Leo. And I suppose his sexual orientation could prove to be a problem. I wonder how Leo would react if I decided to straight up ask him if he's really gay….hmm….that's some real food for thought.
Well, I'm getting a little heavy eyed at the moment and I can feel sleep calling to me from my bed. I'll write you tomorrow and tell you what Daisy has to say about Ash.
Yours Truly,
Misty