Frankie Sloth, Medical Student

25th of Storing – Year 1

Hey, Diary! Or Log! Or Journal! Whatever you please! It’s your old pal, Frankie, and I’m going to resume writing in you because today is a milestone in my life... I’m starting medical school! Now, I know I’m only 19, but I know that somehow, someday, I’m going to be a famous doctor. You’ll see. Well, I know you don’t have eyes, but... you’ll see. Anyways, I’ll be moving into my dorm room at NCMU tomorrow, and I can’t wait to find out who my roommate is. Neopia Central Medical University, watch out!

26th of Storing – Year 1

My room. It’s not too big, not too small – not too shabby, not at all! (Sorry, I’ve got a Poogle laureate across the hall who’s convinced he’s a stinkin’ poet.) The movers are bringing in my furniture right now – I’m going for the whole Virtupets theme. Yeah, yeah, I know they’re just starting to build the space station above Tyrannia, but I might as well get in on it early. I don’t quite know who my roommate is yet – they say he’s coming here from the Haunted Woods. I hope he’s not a tree.

27th of Storing – Year 1

Good news and bad news. The bad news? The Faerie Academy ran out of Super Special Uber-Faerie Glowing Radiation Magic Power Powder Bubbles, so all of the F-I-T’s are gonna be rooming here in the med school and taking their classes in our classrooms until they get more. I feel so proud that I made up a nickname, though... Faeries-In-Training. Anyways, the good news? I just saved a ton of money on my dorm room insurance.

28th of Storing – Year 1

Wow, what a day! So much has happened! Where to start, where to start?

I woke up this morning and was really surprised to see someone sitting on the bed on the other side of the room. I ignored the fact that he was, err... watching me sleep, but I introduced myself, and it turns out he’s a pretty cool guy. He’s a Wocky hailing from the Woods, although he had a strong Happy Valley accent. You know what I mean. I didn’t quite catch his name (I had my first class!), but I greeted him and ran off as he called it. I think it was Maynard, or... Xanthrax... or Magazine or something. He’s not back from his first class yet, so I’ll get it later today.

My first class was totally awesome, and even the presence of those icky girl F-I-T’s didn’t bother me! My teacher introduced himself as Inigma, and claimed he was teaching medical school until the new space station opened up. Although it might need quite a big opening for him to work there. Wow. What a head. We started the first class (Medical Intelligence is the course, by the way, and it’s my homeroom), and just did some stupid guessing game with some codestones. I paid attention for the first few minutes, before I realized this had nothing to do with my medical education and decided to introduce myself to my desk neighbors.

Sitting next to me was an Ixi who I named Oobox (only because he had a box of funny molecule pictures that made me go “Ooh!”). I didn’t talk to him, but... you know... we communicated. I hope. On the other side of me was Neve, a green-haired chick from the Faerie Academy. She complimented me on my hair, and then launched into a twenty-minute whispered speech about the pros and cons of dying her hair blue. Dang F-I-T’s. What’s the point of housing them in a medical school if they’re learning to be Faeries? And speaking of which, why did this medical school have absolutely nothing to do with... medical stuff? So far.

Anyways, I’m really hoping school will turn around. Not that I’m not enjoying myself... it’s just that, well... I’m not enjoying myself. But I’ll be going to my second class in just a little bit. Maybe sitting at my desk will be better than sitting on my bed writing.

Note to self: I need a new bed.

1st of Celebrating – Year 1

Things are great. Classes have been great. The people have been great. Everything’s been great. Somewhat.

Magax hasn’t been around and acting as my roommate for too long. He’s always out and about with his friends, scouring the halls for ghosts. Why couldn’t I have gotten a tree as a roommate?

On the flip side, I’ve met tons of others, both F-I-T’s and med students like me. Let’s see:

Fyora - Some F-I-T who claims to be related to the Faerie Queen. She’s really cocky... but so pretty. But so stuck-up! Oh, but so pretty. She’s in my Game Strategies class. Again, I have no idea why this is being taught in a medical school. Or why someone of her captivating beauty is in a class like this.

Astrix – Another F-I-T in my Medical Intelligence class. I don’t see her too much, but she’s always hanging out with Inigma and talking about the space station. What a weirdo.

Jhuidah – A foreign exchange student from Mystery Island. You try saying her name.

Hubrid – Why I have an Evil Scheming class, I have no idea. Why the teacher of this class is a Weewoo, I have no idea. Why he knows Magax and dislikes him, I have no idea. But Hubrid is in the class, and he’s my new best friend.

Meuka – He lives across the hall, and he hates tissues. That’s enough for you to know at the moment.

Winter’s finally here, and I’m excited. I hope I’ll get to wear my new cloak this year. Black is so in this year.

2nd of Celebrating – Year 1

Neve colored her hair blue today. It looks really ugly on her, in my opinion. So I’ve decided to be mean to her.

7th of Celebrating – Year 1

Today during Medical Healing Potions, Neve nicknamed herself the Potions Faerie because she loved making potions. So I threw an empty flask at her and knocked out her front tooth. She then proceeded to change her nickname to something more apt.

8th of Celebrating – Year 1

Can somebody tell me why I have a Game Strategies & Procedures class? The only medical part about this school is the books Oobox reads during M.I..

10th of Celebrating – Year 1

Last night, Hubrid, Meuka, and I hung out in Meuka’s dorm room while everyone else went to the grand opening of the Virtupets space station in Tyrannia. We don’t connect well with many of the others, so we just talked about how we loathe Faeries, Magax, and the rising costs of stamps. Meuka’s furniture is gross.

11th of Celebrating – Year 1

I think I’m sick. I woke up this morning and had snot all over my face. I didn’t know you could sneeze in your sleep.

11th of Celebrating – Year 1

Apparently, you can’t. Meuka paid a little visit to Magax last night. It seems he got snottified a LOT more than I did.

12th of Celebrating – Year 1

Astrix is my partner for our Healing Potions project. We’re dissecting a Negg. I’m really starting to get to know Astrix. I’m sure we’ll be the best of friends.

13th of Celebrating – Year 1

LIEK OMG, FYORA LOOKED AT M3 T0DAY!!!11! SH3 IZ GUNNA BE M1NE!111!!

I W3NT T0 TEH NE0B0ARD5 4 TEH 1ST TIME 2DAY, BY TEH WAY.

14th of Celebrating – Year 1

Lately, everyone’s been making fun of my hairstyle. Some people just can’t accept me and my hair. That’s why I’ve decided to stop attempting to be nice and make friends with everyone. Even Astrix. Although I’m still vying for Fyora’s attention, she’s just hanging out with Jhuidah and the in-crowd. No more Mr. Nice Sloth.

15th of Celebrating – Year 1

Hubrid’s family came to visit him today. I saw them scolding him in his bedroom today for something, but I couldn’t hear. They either want him to come home, or they want him to grow a mustache.

15th of Celebrating – Year 1

Good news. Hubrid’s not leaving. But he’s got a really tacky mustache now, which supposedly runs in the Nox bloodline.

17th of Celebrating – Year 1

I’ve had it with this school. I’ve been here for less than a month, and it’s driving me nuts. I’m learning absolutely nothing here. Although the Evil Scheming class isn’t too shabby; it seems to be the favorite among us outcasts – Hubrid, Meuka, and I, that is – although the F-I-T-‘s aren’t into it as much. Maybe I can get the Techo Master to move me out of this school. He’s the headmaster, you know.

18th of Celebrating – Year 1

Some punk named Jeran tripped me today. So I kidnapped his sister and threw her into a time-space continuum vortex into the olden days of Meridell. That’ll teach him for tripping me. Little punk.

20th of Celebrating – Year 1

I’ve decided that I want people to start calling me Frank instead of Frankie. The Techo Master noticed me when he passed by me in the hall. Maybe if I change my name to sound more educated, he’ll send me over to the Happy Valley Medical Graduate School. I hope.

21st of Celebrating – Year 1

Christmas is coming. In 4 days. I’m not sure exactly what I’m supposed to get Fyora. She hasn’t said a word to me in my entire being here. Maybe I’ll just spend the money I would have spent on her gift on a trip to Virtupets. It’s all the hustle and bustle now, so I guess I’ll visit it. Maybe I’ll take Astrix.

23rd of Celebrating – Year 1

I got tickets to the Christmas party at Virtupets tomorrow night. Two of them. I spent almost 50,000 Neopoints on them. I’ll see Astrix today in Game Strategies & Procedures. Hopefully she’ll agree to going with me.

23rd of Celebrating – Year 1

She agreed. Everyone, I’d like to officially announce it. I’m going to the Virtupets Christmas party tomorrow night with Astrix. Astrix the Faerie. Astrix the Space Faerie....

DUN DUN DUN!

And so end the diaries of Frankie Sloth, a misunderstood creature that only wished to love. How did he get to be so evil? How did everyone hate him? What in the heck was the reason for the Happiness Faerie thing? Well, now... let’s just imagine.