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Hiya! I'm Nagalia, although most of my friends call me Naggy. I spend my time mostly goofing off with Combee breeding, berry farming, and fishing. I also try to make sure I return the favor if you go and visit my Pokémon.

I'm not really certain what I'm supposed to DO with a Diary, but I was told it seemed fun. A place to ramble away without so much as a care to the world. Which means I can start with this: Who throws a perfectly good Ultra Ball into the sea for some poor fisherwoman to fish up in the middle of some rain? I was just minding my own business, fishing up Seakings, Frillish and even Tentacools, when out of nowhere, BAM! Ultra Ball to the face!

I mean... I'm not currently in the process of catching anything, but I suppose that whoever threw their perfectly good Ultra Ball into the sea won't mind if I hang on to it for safe keeping... and later use.

And that's just a small tidbit! I've fished up things I didn't think was possible to fish up with a hook. Like sand. How does someone "fish up" a bundle of sand without it, you know, falling apart?

Title: Rant (ignore this)

Why is it that we as a society get amusement at watching adults fail to be adults over the most basic of things, but... you know, don't ever stop to wonder why it is that those adults fail at adulting? Or get upset about how some parents just outright fail to educate their children in 'common sense'.

Like, I once lived in an apartment with three other people. It wasn't that big of an apartment- it was literally small room with a side kitchen, a single bathroom, and a hallway with four doors. The sheer number of times one of us had to educate the other on something that should be common sense but wasn't to that one single person is... innumerable. I once had to scold a roommate for trying to microwave five (5!) popcorn kernels in a damp paper towel, while someone once scolded me about how I needed to separate the whites from darks when doing laundry. Those are all personal preference and easily understood.

But, one of the biggest things that stick to mind is... this one dude. I don't recall why he moved into the apartment building or why I never saw him in any of the community classes the school offered, but I do remember this from my roommate who DID have him in two classes and was the grading-assistant for this one particular teacher.

This golden piece of advice I learned from him? Never correct a teacher when they give you a slightly less-than-perfect grade on an assignment you didn't do any work for, and if you do, never blurt out the fact that you've been paying someone else to do all the work for your entire academic education.

Dude decided that he didn't want to accept a 96 on one of his assignments, and rudely demanded the teacher regrade his work. Only, the teacher apparently had been in a bit of rough spot and had enough with the disrespect he got from said student (turned out he was a repeat offender and was a frequent 'no-call, no-show') and regraded everything. In painstaking detail.

It ended with him getting a grade drop from 96 to something in the low twenties. Only, the teacher didn't end there. He also graded the Works Cited page and backtracked through everything to ensure the student didn't copy-paste all the information from wikipedia or something. Guess what- he did, so instead of the twenty-something, the student now had a big-fat zero as a grade.

Now, in this school I went to, if you were caught plagiarizing, you were given a warning and a third of what your grade would have been. Caught again, you were given an academic suspension (two weeks from classes) and were forced to to write an essay on why plagiarizing was bad while under strict supervision before you were allowed to return. Third offense? You got kicked out of the school program with no refund and blacklisted from all the schools offering said program (which was just about every school in the state).

This idiot, on his very first offense, gets offended and blurted out the there was no way he could have plagiarized as he hadn't written a single thing and had been paying someone else to to the work for him. In fact, the only reason he even got into the school and had the grades he did was because he had been paying someone to do the work for him.

Which, guess what. Got the idiot kicked out from the school and program, and his name blacklisted.

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I know people who would scoff at the dude and tell him off for being a complete idiot with a lack of knowledge of how the world works, but... I again mention: why does no one get upset about the fact his guardians failed him at some point in his upbringing to let him believe that you can toss money at something and 'poof' no more work? There's always going to be work, somewhere in the step-ladder of progression. It's just a matter of when it comes to bite you in the rear.

This wasn't even a prestigious school. It was literally the bottom-rung of the ladder, where people sent their kids to get an education for maybe a year or two before getting some low-end job that maybe could help them afford the roof over their heads, if they even had one.

Title: Take care of yourself, please!

Nothing important to update with. Just me needing to vent (again) while stuck listening to the rather depressing news on the TV that my friend enjoys.

Please stay safe, everyone. If there's something you need to get off your chest, talk to someone. It's easy to find people who think like us and that gives us security. More people who think like you = more acceptance and validation, which in turns means that we feel like we're in the right.

That's fine. That's good, even. A healthy thought process for stability on occasion.

Keywords: On Occasion.

But what about when your thought process is harmful to yourself? So rarely, I've found, do people notice when they're spiraling downwards, myself included. It's like the crab mentality, where when one crab tries to escape a bucket, another will stop them. Only, no ones trying to escape that bucket of 'they think like me, so I must be right'.

People and thoughts can be like those crabs, pulling you back down.

Please try to be cognizant about that pattern. Sometimes branching out of your immediate social group, no matter how scary, may reveal something new and exciting to you. Being understanding of each other's personal views also help to go a long way, too. No one is going to force your hands over the internet- only you can take that first step, and not all paths are a single road.

Please Note: I am not any type of health professional; I can not provide you with any sort of legal advice. I can only give you an ear to talk to, and even then I am not licensed to provide any sort advice.

Title: Small Confession

You know how some people get so hyped about shiny pokemon and groan and moan about how they're at egg 500+ and still nothing? How they'll get snippy with others if they can't get what they want?

I have no grounds on which to ever complain: I got my first ever shiny pokemon on this site from a rumble mission: One (1) Shiny Alolan Geodude. It was the first batch I ever received from rumbling in the Alola region. Really messed with me when I got two Nebula stones and an Ice(?) Stone from the next batch.

I bred myself a Shiny Ponyta not even a full twenty-four hours after I got my Shiny Geodude. Egg 48. Then, on egg 49 of my next attempt (not even a full week) to get both Shiny Ponyta and Shiny Rapidash, I got another.

If I ever start complaining about how long it takes for a shiny, someone please point me to this post in my diary and inform me that I used most, if not all, of my luck early on.

Title: Trolling Pro

I'm minding my own business. Hatching Rattata eggs. Doing Rumble missions to sell excess things I'm not using. Interacting with people in my clicklists. Tending to the berry farm. You know, the usual stuff?

I get the notification that my rumble mission is done. Suurpise-suprise! My 48 Hour mission returned with the rest, how lucky!

Oooh, It had an egg? Okay, I'll hatch the dear thing. They don't break my shiny chain, after all.

Three days later, who do I get but an Alolan Rattata.

Good Play, RNG.

Title: Berries!

I am the proud owner of level 95 Cheri Berries.

I'm sooo close to having my first set of level 100 berries. Then it'll be time for me to move onto the next set of berries to level up while also up-keeping with the Cheri requests. I'm also working on Bulk and Aguav berries while working on the Cheri berries, but let me tell you. It's a slow grind that's more involved than most 'growing crop' games. It's been fun.

(It's especially been slow since I was a dummy and... you know, didn't start working on them side-by-side until the Cheri Berries were nearly level 90. So my Aguav Berries are level 16- my next highest leveled berries- while my Bulk Berries are level 14.)

That said, the berries I can put back into my bag to feed pokemon, so there's a very nice pay off. And since this site prevents you from accidentally sending the last of your highest level berry back into your bag, I'm relatively safe.

I might currently have a Cheri Berry infestation in my bag, though. Uh... 16.5k Cheri Berries are currently sitting in my bag, waiting to be turned into cooked meals or feed as-is to eagerly awaiting Pokemon.

Makes me wonder, though. Can anyone boast about their fully leveled berry-dex? I'm nowhere near there, but I'm proud of my level 95 Cheri Berries.