Chapter 1: Hotel, Farming and Vacation
Hello everybody. My name is Jireh.
I am writing this special diary that we kept secret only to ourselves. But intros are necessary
I live in a third class populace. I'm known to have a Cappuccino colored skin, I'm 5.6 ft., I'm 125 pounds, age is about to be 17, and brown colored eyes.I'm not your average trainer wannabe. You see, I'm a writer at school and at a mini business at my Class in Castelia University. I still like pokemon though.
I may as well introduce my family.
I also have a female pet Minccino when I was 9 years old. Both of us were used to tour around different places and had random fights while training young pre-school children about the basics of raising pokemon. She's actually fun to have as well. Thanks to her, we get all house hold chores last for only 15 minutes.
My dad manages the marketing of fishes to the markets along with water type pokemon living at sea water and freshwater, which is something I'm proud about. Design of my dad's aquatic pond farm place is a mix or tradition and innovation. Whenever you want to start your journey with a water type, my dad can help you with that case. At a fair price or contract of sorts.
My mom is a professor in pokemon statistics. In Nimbasa University records, she's very good in examining a pokemon and a trainer's performance in battle. Effort Values and other mathematic lessons, she can teach me those. But I'm not a math geek.
Lastly, my sister is also 5.6 ft., 120 pounds, she's 15 years old, and her eye color is onyx black. She's more of a musician. Which is why she often joins the Pokemon Musical whenever we have our vacation time. She raises her own solosis when she was 6 years old. Right now, it a Reuniclus. Wow. Me and my chinchilla pokemon felt over shadowed from the one's tiny green cell becomes a half human like fetus.
It all began on this day of my vacation:
04 / 05 / 2011 – At a ship sailing towards the bay of Lilycove City, 3 pm.
At the port of Lilycove city, we took our vacation to my dad's hotel near the beach. A decently designed 5 story hotel designed like the Japanese bamboo on the outside. But the inside was a completely grand design of the sea temple itself. Well, that's something that only a few can share about including me. I was reading our own made diary about the birth of my dad's water type paradise. Written in the art of my child like perspective.
11 years ago, it was one evening when a 'water type pokemon market manger' returns to his Classic designed hotel under construction.
"How's the blueprint progress?" he asked.
"So far so good. But it many of our internal architectures are still debating on another design. They just can't organize it well." The architecture manager sighs as he drinks a bitter strawberry drink.
"SENYOR, WE NEED TULONG ON TAONG SUUGAT! Quickly!" this peasant, being bilingual, confused the architect's language.
All of the people currently involved in the hotel's birth arrived at the scene with a nurse at hand. One man bleeds out the corpse, a surviving treasure. Giving the creature name from a lost language.
Ang Puso't isip prinsipe nang tribo nang tubig, prinsipe Manapiya.
And that's the short story of my dad's hotel. When reviewers asked us on who planned the design of the entire hotel, we only told the public that we dreamed a mew who introduced us to the temple.
There I closed my book as all of us received our meal from a restaurant near the port. I brought out my hungry minccino while my sis brought out her reuniclus. Gladly, they also like to eat modern human food like us. Well, if I were to observe how our pet pokemon eat, I taught my little min how to use her customized spoon and fork, and chopsticks (I allowed her eating bare pawed). As for reuniclus, well, psychic powers really get good benefits huh?
After we feast, we traveled northwest to reach the northern hemisphere of Hoenn, where a country path found by a small group throughout history and formed the first environment friendly farm for water types.
Where me and my family are also taking our vacation as well.
At evening time, we arrived at my dad's farm.
But we're not sleeping at the farmhouse like those farmers from harvest moon.
We're sleeping at the popular hotel that my book has written. As for our arrival, we have to go to bed. Gladly, each of us will have our own rooms. Minus my sister who always sleeps with my mom. Thank goodness for our room discussions earlier from the restaurant, I get to sleep at the top room.
After I unpacked and arranged my stuff(clothes, food, etc. basic needs and vacation things) to the shelves and closets, I placed in my bed my mother's gift. A Jirachi plush doll.
After fixing myself up for bed, I turned off the lampshades and hug my plush gently as I watched the night stars shine the evening.
Looking back at my days …
Life was a frustrating thing in the city you know. Especially Castelia city. It's all about work work work! Perfection, pressure, haste, evolution, too many negative things. It's light darkness all over!
If only, …
"I could meet you face to face. Teach me your ways. Little Jirachi. What is your life?" I wondered as I shuffled my bag to listen to an Ipod music. To listen on a song …
Of Remembrance … (When I met you)
There I was, an empty piece of a shell,
Just minding my own world;
Without even knowin' what love and life were all about
Then you came,
You brought me out of the shell;
You gave the world to me
And before I knew, there I was so in love with you
You gave me a reason for my being
And I love what I'm feelin'
You gave me a meaning to my life
Yes, I've gone beyond existing
And it all began when I met you.
'All I ever wish … was'
'to meet you.'