Dear Data Pad,

Guess what? I'm stuck on Coruscant for 3 whole days--or longer. Why? I'll tell you why.

Okay, so even though I live on Earth now, I'm not there 24/7. Sometimes the Council needs me to go on missions. I tried to tell them that while I was on Earth, I had to STAY THERE. I was worried about the new Jedi Knights. The Seperatists are still out there, and once they discover Earth, Count Dooku will lead the Droid Armies to where the Force is strongest. But the Jedi Council would not stand for it. They said I was an important Senior Jedi Master and great support in battle. So I obeyed.

The next day, after talking by hologram with the Council, I was sent on a dangerous mission: a ferocious human man named Rolph Jonsan stole 5 gallon jugs of jave juice from Dexter's. He recently murdered, kidnapped, and stole precious objects or even people, the Coruscant Security Forces recalls. So I went back on my old red Republic Cruiser that I hid in an underground garage beneath my house and, leaving an HRD (Human Replica Droid) that looked exactly and acted and talked exactly like me with my parents without them knowing, I set of for Coruscant. Space traffic was heavy, so I went into lightspeed. Two hours later, I arrived and landed on a shiny silver platform only a few feet away from the Jedi Temple. I was supposed to go straight away to the Council, but I took a minute to admire the beauty of this planet. It sparkled and glistened in the sunlight, which made me squint. I haven't been here in a while, so I couldn't help but enjoy what the planet had to offer.

                            Here is a photo I took personally of Coruscant at that moment. It was the most beautiful sunset I ever seen.

After for that breif moment, I met up with the Council. Another Jedi and I went to search the city streets for Rolph Jonsan, and found him quickly. That's when we found out he BOUGHT it! We told the Council everything, and since my flight wasn't until three days later, I was stuck there. I called Logan to come pick me up, but it's taking her long. It's been three days already, and I should've been home by then, but I found out that I forgot to reserve a seat on the shuttle back to Earth and that it was all booked. Oh, for star's sake! The next Earth transport will be leaving in 5 days, and I can't leave the Human Replica Droid as me for that long because it may run out of battery. So I guess I'll just have to count on Logan to get me back.

            This is Dexter Jettster, the guy I put all my efforts into to help him get back his java juice. Now look what happened to me!

I got Yoda hyper on chocolate, and I can't get him to stop. I got my hopes set up for either Logan, who's in traffic on Earth, or the next Earth transport shuttle, which is a week away. I got the HRD stuck as "Arielle" for the time being, and it's running out of charge. I'm in BIG doggy doo-doo. I'll make sure to tell you when I get home from Coruscant, but for now I'm stuck in icky dog poop. Well not literally. That would be gross.

 I guess I'm stuck here. But if any of you guys have a spaceship up for rent...?

-Master Arielle

Dear Data Pad and my readers, of course,

I am Master Arielle, Senior Jedi Master of the Jedi Council, and a Knight of the Republic. I have decided to record my fascinating adventures in this data pad, including my meetings, travels, and duels (if I survive to retell them). Check my blog often for new entries. I will also add photographs to some of my data, if nessecary. This entry, of which is my first, is my chance to tell you a little bit about myself.

As I said before, I am a Senior Master Jedi on the Council. I recently began my career as a Force-sensitive five months ago once I was proven to have the destined amount of midichlorians--maybe more--and was sent from Earth to Coruscant by my mother and father. I catched on pretty quick. In my lessons with Master Yoda, I was the most impressive in my class. And in only a matter of two months, I was crowned a Jedi Knight. And in just about a few more weeks, when the Clone Wars rose, the Council was needing more and more Jedi Masters to help fight the Seperatists. So I became a Master before I could even think about.

               This is a picture of Master Yoda teaching the class battle positions to stand in for an easy way to use the Force on the enemy.

I recieved my first Padawan Learner a week later: a young human boy named Da Ba Bobo Shawata Siiiiii Kaaaaaa LAAAAAAA!!!!! But I called him David for short. He was a very fine Padawan, but careless. I lost him only a few days later BECAUSE of his carelessness. I was sitting at a computer at the Jedi Archives when I heard a loud SMASH! It sounded as if someone broke a glass. I turned around and found Da Ba Bobo Shawate Siiii--I mean David--staring down with a terrified look on his face at a broken Great Jedi Holocron,  the most prized Jedi possession. "What happened?" I asked. But before David could answer, Mace Windu and Yoda dragged him out of the room. David was kicking and screaming, trying to get away from their tight grasp. That's when I knew what David had done. David was then sent back to his parents and never was to come back again, a disgrace to the whole relm of Jedi. Luckily the Jedi Holocron was fixed, but David was broken.

                                      Here is the Great Jedi Holocron, probably the most important thing in Jedi History.

Without a Padawan, now I was very free to do as I pleased. But I went on many, many missions. Then one day, Master Yoda visited my dorm in the Temple and told me that so many Jedi have been dieing that someone had to go and find more. That someone was ME. I was chosen to form another Jedi Order, kind of, a club. It was named the Jedi Force Club. It was a club that was formed to gather more Force-sensitive talent and help the members become full-fledged Jedi Knights. So I set of an searched around the WHOLE galaxy, but found nothing. Finally, I had an idea: if I came from Earth and had the Force, then shouldn't there be more? So I set off once more on a long journey back to my homeplanet. That's when I found my old friend, Jordan. That's when it all started.

                                   The snapshot above shows my beautiful Republic Cruiser I traveled to Earth on to seek Jedi-to-bes.

I took a sample of blood and sent it back to the Jedi Archives for a midiclorian count, and it was recieved from Jacosta Nu, the former Jedi and Archive librarian. And just as I thought, Jordan had a good amount of midichlorians to have the Force. So I began to teach her as an Instructor, remembering how Yoda's classes were. Soon after, I found ANOTHER person: a girl named Logan, with also a high midiclhorian count. I took Logan as my Padawan Learner. With two Padawans training to be a Jedi, I could tell how this club was successful. But my mission wasn't over. I contacted Yoda and told him abou the two girls I found, and I told Yoda how many midichlorians they had--9,000 each. It was amazing. I had 10,000, which is big, as well, but I was found earlier than these two. But why? Five months ago, they ONLY found me, but not Jordan and Logan? I believe that impossible to do. That's how I could tell that these girls were special. We ALL were three very special Jedi. We all vow that we will help save the universe--the galaxy-- from injustice. Nothing was going to stop us. We weren't invincible, but we had dedication.

And lots of it.

That's the story so far. I can't tell what's ahead in the future. But as I go through the time, I will continue the story in this blog. So keep checking here often.

May the force be with you.

-Master Arielle