The Future IS Really Now.

I'm Going to College!?

Date: November 24th.

Time: 8:30 AM 

I wake up this morning to discover that cadets don't have work today because of the fact that our college applications are still pending. Although, other workers plus mentors have to go in for the day. I'm gonna miss Damien while he's at work, I will not lie. Although, I won't say anything about it because I don't want to be seen as a clingy boyfriend that has to have his boyfriend coddle him and face his boyfriend's problems by himself, you know? That's not how I want to be perceived at all. Miraculously enough, our application feedback will be sent to us through the mail today. Either with the result of being declined or accepted. Hopefully the second outcome is what I end up getting. 

Damien heads off to work and now I'm at home alone. With absolutely nothing to do at the moment. My assignments are done, I had breakfast, I'm well rested, and I of course, don't have work today. When I'm pondering what to do with my life as of right now, I hear the squawking of a Wingull from outside. That must be the mail. Pelipper and Wingull are always responsible for delivering mail across the regions. What would we do without Pokemon, huh? I head outside, and I was correct! The cute tiny Wingull, which seemed to be one that was in training, had my letter. 

"Addressed to Sophocles Kaguya Mamane." That's me! I head inside, I set the letter on the kitchen table, but I don't do anything. I just sort of.. stare at it? Without making any sort of noise while doing so. A grown man staring down a piece of paper like it's a damn Lugia or something like that. I approach the envelope. I'm aware that I'm making this more dramatic than it needs to be, as that's what I would be told that's what I'm doing if anyone saw me right now, but I'm just.. nervous! I mean, this is a school I've also wanted to go to ever since I was really young. It's where I was determined to go to college at.

I take a deep breath. Pick up the letter, and with my shaky hands, and shaky eyes, I open it right up. I don't even want to LOOK at the reply that I got. I skim through the letter and... what I see makes me want to break down. It makes me feel awful, ashamed, appalled even. I did in fact get in, which was one of the best pieces of news that I could receive, but... They're willing to accommodate me for my phobia during certain lessons even if we're in front of a bunch of people. I can't people other than the current people that know, know about my phobia! That would make so much trouble!

I don't want me to ruin friendships that I could make at my new school before they even start due to this stupid phobia. I have to find a way to escape this. I can go to school and be miserable during lessons, or I can sacrifice possible relationships with colleagues and damage my career before it even got a chance to fully start. I don't know which risk to take. I'm fully stuck! I have decided, I am going to take both risks all in one. I might damage my relationships with anyone in the future that I might meet including co-workers or assistants, but I realized something. There is one person that I could never ever break a bond with. Ever.

That person is none other than Damien! Damien wouldn't ever leave me for that. He's literally perfect. I hope one day that we can get married, adopt children, and ENOUGH.

I am not going to sit here in my diary and write about how much I love Damien. (Well not entirely, but you get my point.) I have other things to focus on today that require brain space. Phew. I glaze at the letter one more time and it says they want me at the building to be interviewed tomorrow. That shouldn't be too hard. I'm off for the rest of the week anyways due to all of this. I put the letter back down and think to myself.

"Wow college. I'm going to college. Wait.. I'M GOING TO COLLEGE!" Here at this college I'll learn so much more than what I could ever learn at those programs and from just my mentor combined. It's nice that they are willing to accommodate me with my... problem. That I have going on with me that may or may not screw up my chances to actually do the job that I want to do. 

Date: November 24th.

Time: 6:30 PM

Damien has arrived back from work. With a huge hug especially for me! I love him so much. I tell him the great news on how I got accepted into college. He was super happy for me! I was super happy for myself too. He then mentions a "surprise". Wait! That's right! Damien said he was going to prepare a surprise for me if I got accepted into college as a celebration gift. Although, he was quite flustered about this so called "surprise", to the point where I think it's something that he would've given me either way. Whether I got into the college or not. Something that normally comes naturally for couples.

Although, I won't jump to conclusions quite yet. What could this surprise be?!