Marcus

Wed, 26 Mar 2003 01:25:10 GMT

Hello, my name's Marcus Flint and you might remember me from such angry outbursts as 'Stay away from me today, else I'll kill you', 'I hate you and I hope you die' and 'Mention the fact Potter kissed me again and get a slap.'

Here's another to add to your list; 'Next person to remind me how fucking bad my teeth are is going to get bitten. Really, really hard.'

You see, people of late keep pointing it out. When will you people realise I know how bad they are and if I wanted to change them, I would've by now? Bastards.

Tue, 25 Mar 2003 23:05:51 GMT

A - Act your age? Hardly.
B - Born on what day of the week? Wednesday.
C - Chore you hate? Any.
D - Dad's name? Nemesio (so very, very glad I didn't end up Nemesio Flint, jr.)
E - Essential makeup item? Oh, my pretty pink lipstick, of course!
F - Favorite actor? None.
G - Gold or silver? Silver; Gold is tacky.
H - Hometown? Sussex
I - Instruments you play? None.
J - Job title? I don't work anymore, so I'd say 'General Lazy Bastard'.
K - Kids? None of my own.
L - Living arrangements? A tiny, dull looking room. Not that I'm complaining.
M - Mothers name? Kendra.
N - Number of people you've slept with? I don't think I'll answer that.
O - Overnight hospital stays? Too bloody many.
P - Phobia? No real phobias to speak of.
Q - Quote you like? Uh, I.. I can't think of one now.
R - Religious affiliation? Hahaha, yeah right.
S - Siblings? I have a sister..
T - Time you wake up? As late as possible.
U - Unique habit? Blah, blah.
V - Vegetable you refuse to eat? Most of them.
W - Worst habit? Snapping at people rather too easily.
X - X-rays you've had? Three.
Y - Yummy food you make? I can't cook.. Really, can't cook at all.
Z - Zodiac Sign? Pisces.

Well, that passed the time.

Mon, 24 Mar 2003 20:49:46 GMT

The next time I see it mentioned in someone's journal that me and Potter kissed, I'm going to scream and punch someone. Yeah, it was a dare and he kissed me so please, get over it. I don't need to relive the moment over and over again, I feel quite ill enough already.

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Speaking of Potter, we had a 'fun' little exchange in the hallway earlier. I don't even know what to say. I'm really quite sickened by myself right now.

I mean, it's perfectly normal to enjoy being kissed by someone, right? Even if you can't stand them.. Okay, maybe that's not so normal but life'll be so much easier when I can blame all this on hormones.

I think perhaps it's just that little part of my mind that wants to wield power of any kind over him. I mean, this is just another type of power, right? And it was proved tonight that it really does have quite an effect on him.

Frontal lobotomy right here, please.

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Did I mention I love Ollie? I do, you know.

Mon, 24 Mar 2003 10:26:30 GMT

Snitches don't break in two. Snitches don't break at all.

I bet bloody Potter or one of those other victory-hungry Gryffindors had something to do with this.

So it was called a tie. A bloody tie. A fucking tie!

And for the record, I'd say Malfoy's piece of the snitch was substantially larger.

Oh, and for the sake of saving my own skin, I'm sure Ollie had nothing to do with any sabotage plan.
And there was no cheating involved on either of our parts (I'm sure some people will assume). I got goals past him simply because I'm better *grins*

Mon, 24 Mar 2003 00:25:05 GMT

Truth or Dare is truely one of the most idiotic games invented.

But kind of fun too.

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Potter got bloody dared to kiss me. How fucking cute, eh?

So, he did. And I did. And yeah.. I hated it. I did. I hated it. Completely. And I didn't want it to last longer and I definately didn't like the feel of his tongue in my mouth or the fact I could taste him in my mouth even after it was over. It was all utterly disgusting. Honest. I wouldn't dream of touching that bastard under different circumstances.

Still, Ollie's probably going to kill me when he finds out.

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Sun, 23 Mar 2003 10:03:54 GMT

Blah blah, hungover. Blah blah, apathetic. Blah blah, same bloody story as always.

I'm bored & I need company. Any company.

Sat, 22 Mar 2003 20:44:02 GMT

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So, today's basically involved pacing around my room, biting my fingernails and downing shots of vodka.

Not that I'm panicking or anything. Oh no, I'm a model of calmness.

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I won't be able to play tonight. I aggravated an old injury in my wrist and it's shot to shit. Fantastic timing, eh?

Tonight's messages:

Ollie, I miss you like crazy. Crazy, I tell you!
Tes, we need to talk about the situation again.
Lisa, I hope you're holding up okay.

((I won't be around for the Quidditch tonight, if it does go ahead. I kind of promised my friend I'd go out to a bar with her and I'll probably end up staying out all night. Sorry!))

Fri, 21 Mar 2003 23:40:47 GMT

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So much for Riddle's 'good side'.

Lisa came and told me she believes he's going to kill her. I wouldn't be surprised, to be perfectly honest. People are a means to an end for him and, once they've served their purpose, he disposes of them.

I don't know, I can tell she's terrified. Wish there was something more I could do but, honestly, there's not. I can assume if she stands up to him, she'll last longer than most. That whole heir thing's got to stand some stead here.

And call me selfish but I'm a little shaken up too. I'd say it's safe to assume that, if Riddle's planning some crazy shit, his little gang of death-eaters will be around too and this is not a good time for a family reunion.

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Caffiene high, woo. And I'm not worrying. Not worrying at all.

Fri, 21 Mar 2003 00:36:04 GMT

Patched things up with Tes. I'm feeling much better for that.

Now, I'm just lonely. I think I need an attractive Gryffindor keeper (preferably of Scottish descent) to come over here and keep me entertained. I'm very specific, eh?

Thu, 20 Mar 2003 18:12:31 GMT

I feel much better today, like things are going to start going back to normal.. Well, as normal as they get around here.

Wed, 19 Mar 2003 18:54:58 GMT

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I blame Potter. It's easier. I don't want to think Oliver isn't everything I've built him up to be.

Basically Potter's saying he's the one who stopped things from happening, that Oliver was completely up for it. I hate believing anything that bastard says and I know Ollie was drunk but it's playing on my mind.

Maybe I should be more realistic. I just can't stand the idea he's flawed. Pathetic, isn't it? How delusional I am. I mean, I know he's only human and he's going to make mistakes and do stupid things and drive me up the wall.. I don't know, I'm just an idiot. That's all.

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Blah, blah, blah. I think about things too much.

Wed, 19 Mar 2003 11:09:59 GMT

Hi, my name is Marcus Flint and, as always, there's still nothing I do better than hurting the people I love.

[PRIVATE TO TES & OLIVER]
Tes; We're going to have to talk again. This time I'll try to listen more rather than just shouting over the top of you. I'm sorry I treated you like a liar, I know you're not one. You're worth over a thousand of me and I shouldn't have said the things I did.
Ollie; I have to see you before I explode. Need to be sure you're not angry with me for the way I've behaved after what happened. Also, just kind of need someone to be there with me so I don't lose my mind. I love you.
[/PRIVATE TO TES & OLIVER]

I think I'm going to be avoiding contact with most people for the next few days. Potter, you should be breathing a sigh of relief right now because, if I happen to bump into you in a hallway...

Gods, you just keep giving me more and more reasons to despise you.

Wed, 19 Mar 2003 01:42:06 GMT

I'm sorry Tes. I went about that the wrong way. I'm just angry, hope you can understand that.

Tue, 18 Mar 2003 23:27:31 GMT

[Skills]
Can you ride a bike?: I don't think I've ever even seen a bike, 'cept in pictures.
Can you drive? If so, what?: No.
Can you swim?: Yeah, not brilliantly but I'm not liable to drown.
Can you fly?: I'm most at home on a broom.
Can you fight?: One of my finer skills.
Can you lead?: Yes.

[Would You Rather..?]
Eat an endless amount or photosynthesize?: Mmm, food. I already can eat nearly endlessly, bring it on.
Hold your breath indefinitely or make yourself turn blue?: Hold my breath indefinitely.
Learn sign language or talk without moving your lips?: Could scare the shit out of people by talking without moving my mouth. Sounds good.
Keep your eyes open without blinking or be able to turn off your hearing?: I'm already able to switch off and blank everything around me out so I'll go for the former.
Fly or walk through solid matter? Walk through solid matter, a broom's good enough for flying.
Live forever and stay young or be reincarnated with your old memories? If I lived forever, my friends would die around me. I couldn't handle that. But then, remembering the old when in a new life would be hard too. How about none of the above?

Things aren't quite so dark anymore. I'm still not particularly pleased with the situation but.. Yeah.

Tue, 18 Mar 2003 17:24:51 GMT

As always, I'm left wondering who the fuck I can trust.

And don't any of you try and tell me I can trust you because honestly, you're all bloody human and there's not much there to hold on to.

The fact my head's pounding makes all this feel a thousand times worse. Why can't I not be sober? A constant state of drunkeness would make life so much simpler, mean I could handle things that are thrown at me.

Mon, 17 Mar 2003 23:05:57 GMT

Right, totally just realised it's St. Patrick's day. Very good excuse to get absolutely bladdered.

The drinking starts here.

Mon, 17 Mar 2003 21:44:06 GMT

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Best. Night. Ever. Seriously, life doesn't get much better than this.

Yes, I'm a massive poof but, I love Oliver Wood so much that it almost hurts. Almost.

It's perfect. We just work. Unlike with most people, when he lets me control him.. It doesn't mean he seems weak, you know? I still feel like he's my equal, just as I always have. He's perfect for me.

And Gods, I feel like a massive sap because, waking up with him there felt so right, so comfortable. In the past, waking up in bed with someone left me itching to run away. This time, I never want to leave.

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Yeah, there's some things worth skipping Quidditch for.

Malfoy,
How's your head?
Flint

Mon, 17 Mar 2003 02:42:32 GMT

I really must 'play cards' more often.

Sun, 16 Mar 2003 20:24:13 GMT

[Stats]
Name: Marcus Flint
Middle name: Odyss (yes, I have a stupid middle name)
Siblings: Kelly Neviah
Crush: *Laughs* Does Oliver still count?
Boyfriend/Girlfriend: Ollie.
Animals: Idris, my owl.
Nephews or nieces: None.

[Favourites]
Fav. color: Black.
Fav. animal: Rat.
Fav. drink: Coffee.
Fav. thing to do when alone: Sleep.
Fav. thing to do with friends: Wreak havoc.
Fav. thing to do with your best friend: Talk.
Fav. food: I'll eat anything.
Fav. place to be: In bed.
Fav. store: The Apothecary in Diagon Alley
Fav. flower: Do I look like a flowers person?
Fav. broom: I stand by my old Nimbus 2001, even if it was a bribe.
Fav. sport: Quidditch. Come on, there's no other sport.
Fav. fruit: Raspberries.
Fav. vegetable: Peas.
Fav. smell: Leather.. That sounds a lot more dodgy than it is.

[What would you do if..?]
You got pregnant: Gods, I'd lose my mind and then probably try throwing myself out of the Astronomy Tower.
Someone was stalking you: Be amused.
Significant other cheated on you?: Kick the shit out of whoever they cheated on me with.. Then fall to pieces.
You won a million bucks: Buy so much useless crap.
You had time to do something: That question barely makes sense and so, I shall ignore it.
You were in a toy store: Why, I'd be in a toy store.
You had to start a business(what kind would it be): I'd love to be a hitman *smirks*
Someone wanted to kick your ass: Confront and beat the shit out of them!
You had a year to live: I'd tie up loose ends.

[~~Opposite~~ Same Sex]
First thing you notice: Eyes.
Nicest physical feature: I love backs and necks.
Tall or short: Mm, quite tall.
Blonde, brown, black or red hair?: Darkish hair.
Blue, hazel, brown or green eyes?: Don't really care.

[This or That]
Summer/Winter: Winter.
Autumn/Spring: Autumn.
Half Empty/Half Full: Half Empty.
Giving/Getting: Depends what you're talking about.
Tornado/Hurricane: Hurricane.
Black/White: Black.
Drinking/Drugs: Can't say I've ever touched muggle drugs but, I do like a good drink.

[What Makes You..?]
Laugh: Other people's misfortune.
Cry: Nothing.
Happy: Ollie.
Sad: Seeing my friends sad.
Mad: Too many things to mention.

[This Past Week]
Have you cried: No.
Have you told someone you love them: Yes.
Have you kissed anyone: Yes.
Have you laughed so hard you almost pissed your pants: No.
Been drunk: Yes.
Have you eaten anything disgusting: Um.. No?
Have you gone to Mcdonalds: What?
Have you hugged anyone: Yes.
Have you had a fight with your parents: I haven't spoken to my parents in four years, does that answer your question?

[Sleep]
Where do you sleep: Anywhere flat and remotely comfortable.
When do you sleep (time of day): Whenever I get the opportunity. Leave me alone in a room with a bed for five minutes and I'm out like a light.
How many hours a day of sleep do you need: I can function with about 5 hours but, I prefer more.
What's your favourite position to sleep in: Any.
What do you wear to sleep: Either nothing or underwear.
Do you like a lot of covers, or a few, or none at all: Loads of covers.

Yes, I'm that bored.

Sun, 16 Mar 2003 18:39:56 GMT

Most Distinctive

Physical feature?
I know what you're all bloody thinking. Yes, yes, my fucking teeth.

Physical mannerism?
I'm pretty much always scowling,

Character trait?
Being an obnoxious bastard!

Turn of phrase?
I swear too much. So probably 'fuck off'.

Pet peeve?
I hate delusional fuckwits.

Habit?
I bite my nails.

Wants

What's one place you've always wanted to go?
No idea.

What's one thing you've never been able to do?
Control my temper *smirks*

What one thing have you always wanted to learn but never have?
How to cook!

What's one thing you've always wanted to do and never have?
Gah, regrets. Such bollocks.

What's one thing you've always wanted to have but don't have?
Tits! No, wait. That's not right..

Who do you envy?
Eh, a few people.

Sun, 16 Mar 2003 12:54:51 GMT

Oh, and did I mention Oliver Wood totally fancied me at school (even if he won't admit it)?

*Grins*

Sun, 16 Mar 2003 11:47:05 GMT

I don't know about you guys but, I'm freaking myself out with this happiness thing.

Duelling tonight. I have no idea what the hell I'm going to use especially against Oliver and Tes; I don't really know many harmless but disabling spells.

I still need to talk to Dumbledore about any possibilities of a job. Perhaps I should owl him now, before I forget.

And hey, Longbottom got one of these things. How long do you think it'll be 'til he forgets the address and can't write anymore?

Sat, 15 Mar 2003 12:20:29 GMT

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So, last night was odd.

I'm worried about Tes and the fact she makes idiotic desicions... But maybe I should learn to just let her make her own mistakes. Maybe she needs to be left alone and treated like an adult. Maybe she's going to get her heart stomped on again.
Maybe it's out of my hands now.

The weirdest thing ever though was.. I actually spoke to Potter. No violence, no(t many) insults thrown about. It was more than slightly bizarre, let me tell you. Especially since I found myself actually confiding in him about things.. And he did the same. And we actually joked together? I don't fucking know what was going on there.

I seriously think the whole world's gone completely topsy turvy. I mean, let's look at it like this;
- Me and Oliver.. Well, the fact there is a 'meandOliver' to speak about is crazy enough in itself.
- Harry and I actually spoke to one another like we didn't hate each other.
- Tes is messing around with the git that's hurt her before in the past and seems to have obliviated all memories of his gittyness.
- The Hufflepuffs have become distinctly Slytherin-like.

But seriously, too giddy to let any of this get me down. Tooooo giddy. Now I realise why people said love was fucking amazing. I guess I'd only been in completely unrequited love before which is why it hurt.

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Not even an wayward muggle bomb crashing into my room could ruin my good mood right now.

Seriously.

And yes, Bones, I'm sure you'll have all the fun in the world trying. Knock yourself out, bitch features.

Sat, 15 Mar 2003 00:25:09 GMT

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Seriously, how the fuck do you get a rabid Hufflepuff off your back?

Do I honestly have to post a fucking memo;

HELLO, I'M GAY AND IN LOVE WITH A MAN. THAT FIRMLY PUTS ME IN THE OUT OF REACH CATEGORY.

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Fri, 14 Mar 2003 18:14:31 GMT

I'm completely surrounded by crazy people.
You're all nuts for different reasons but nuts just the same.

There's some people I need to find, to have a couple of words with them. Potter. If I don't speak to him, I'll end up raging at someone else who doesn't deserve it.