I began the ninth grade (the final grade in Finnish yläaste) with a Pokemon tattoo on my forehead. I had just began to study Japanese again, had forgotten 'the western bitches' for Japanese women and found myself so cool. I didn't know that I was wrong as Finnish girls are cute, too. I also thought they wouldn't bully me because I was older than those immature 7th and 8th graders. Still, even when I was in lukio, the people in yläaste yelled me "Pokemon!" but that didn't feel like bullying.