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[locked, anyone who isn't Ali can read this] [20 Jan 2004|08:43pm]
[ mood | contemplative ]


If anyone feels like chipping in for a present for her, we have a few ideas, and a person who will take me shopping in time.

I know she'll be back eventually... or at least, I hope so. But it could be a nice thing to do?

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[16 Jan 2004|10:31pm]
[ mood | chipper ]

I have come to the conclusion that perhaps, indeed, Jubilee is sexier than I am.

While it pains me to admit this obviously, a guy must face these facts sometimes.

Kitty, Jubilee, Paige? You girls are SCARY in Latin. I'm wondering whether switching from German into this class was a good idea after all.

Can we go dancing this weekend?

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[private] [09 Jan 2004|11:55pm]
Oh no????

That's all the fuck you have to say?

Not that I have anything to say at this stage, but.

Oh no?

Fucking hell.

[22 Dec 2003|09:54pm]


It's Christmas on Thursday, isn't it?

Jubes, you want to help me pick out Christmas presents tomorrow? I seem to have forgotten. Which means I need to go shopping, obviously. And people who have left already will have to wait until they get back for their presents.

[private] This is my fist Christmas without John. Well, the first one in a couple of years.

And it's all my own fucking fault. As usual. Because I can't keep my mouth shut, because I have a temper like nothing on earth.

I just wish I could make everything just... nice again. Where John doesn't hate me, and neither does Rogue, and Jubilee doesn't have to be paranoid about losing me.

One day I'll get there. I hope so anyway.[/private]
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Ooo. My bees. [21 Dec 2003|12:24am]

Have Invader Zim episodes. My brother sent me a couple of CDs full of them.

As soon as I figure out to play them on the screen downstairs, I am having an Invader Zim marathon, with popcorn, and tuuuna. And cupcakes.

For those of you who are gone, and are going... I think I can be persuaded to run it again.

Oh yeah... Merry Christmas too.

(And before you ask, I am still completely speechless in regards to ROTK, and will be able to comment later.)

ooc: Like when Nat has actually seen it.
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[15 Dec 2003|10:05am]
Like Jubilee said... we're back.

We ended up staying in Boston way longer than we really needed to, but... there didn't seem to be any reason to hurry back, and it gave my family time to see that mutants aren't violently evil and aren't going to try and burn the house down.

We made a side trip via, er, Panama. It's kinda a long story, but... woah.

There's something kinda satisfying about watching a Kick factory go boom.

And car chases are *just* as fun as they look in the movies. Seriously. I wanna do that one again.

And ROTK!!! In just a few days!!!! I'll just have to be quietly all fanboy-y over here, and... yes. I think I'll go play Soul Calibur 2, my hands are itching for the controls.

[private]ohgodohgodohgod I have to face John now.


Hang on... I have a room mate. That isn't John. When did this happen?
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[10 Dec 2003|03:49pm]
Ok, so Chloe was right.

Panama is rubbish.

We'll be back soon guys.

In time for Return of the King, even. I hope you've booked us tickets, because there is no way in hell I would miss seeing that with you guys.

Last year we discussed dressing up to go see it. Are we still doing that?
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[06 Dec 2003|10:48am]
Now that I'm, you know, miles away from you guys, I feel the urge to update this more. Or maybe I'm just missing the mansion more than I realised.

It's actually been really nice being here. Well, at least, now it is. It was awkward to begin with, and Ronnie spent the first few days in his room sulking, but Jubilee managed to lure him out with one of our loud conversations about Mario Kart, so they've spent hours playing that and several other games.

Soul Calibur 2 - I think this might be my new favourite game. It's just so very fun. And Kilik very much kicks ass. Like nothing on earth. There's something to be said for guys with staves. Really.

Ok, that sounds more wrong than I meant it to be. But this guy seriously kicks ass, really.

I think Jubes and I are leaving in a day or so. So we'll see you soon?
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[03 Dec 2003|11:47pm]
Boston is nifty.

We'll be back soon, guys, really.

It's kinda nice being at home and my family learning not to hate me. So I think I'll test it for a little bit longer.

Miss us much?
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Blanket apology... [23 Nov 2003|01:13am]
[ mood | anxious ]

I was an ass.

I'm sorry. Like you wouldn't believe. It's too late to take everything back, all I have is my apologies and an offer to ice over the lake properly so everyone can go ice-skating.

Any takers?

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[filtered: For John's eyes only] [14 Nov 2003|01:54pm]
Fuck you, John. If there's a problem, just fucking tell me, don't go blabbing to that idiot Alvers.
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things you can't know... [private] [06 Nov 2003|11:29pm]
You know - I think Sebastian was right.

I just need to take off - break all ties, and just figure shit out.

I was going to do that. I was only coming back to the mansion to say my good byes, grab a few things.

And then I ran into that bitch. Can you hear that Esme? I thought you might. I don't know who you think you are, but you're going down. I will make sure of it, don't you worry.

And now I lie in this hospital bed, desperately wanting out. John is nearly always here - Doc McCoy occasionally makes him go and get some sleep in his bed or in one of the spare beds. I still can't quite believe he's still willing to put up with my shit.

Then I remember he doesn't know what happened between Jubes and I in New York, doesn't know he's no longer the only person I've ever made love to.

You know - I officially envy people like Seb and Ali and Thomas and Chloe - they know who they want, and there isn't any room in their heads or their hearts for anyone else. I think I'd kill for that kind of certainty.
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[06 Nov 2003|09:53am]
Rumours of my demise have been greatly exaggerated.

I'm ok. Or at least, I'm getting there.

I'd like to advise people that being encased in a think layer of ice for several days is both not a look and really bad for your health. So, don't do it, hmmkay?

My apologies for missing the Halloween party. I'm sure it was excellent, but yeah. I was having ice issues.
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[23 Oct 2003|01:34am]
Is there something wrong with my dress sense, that people feel the need to buy me clothes.

Many thanks to the mysterious person who left the belated birthday presents for me. They're all really great, and it is/was definately ok. Just for future reference.

When are the funerals and the memorial?
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But this place is too cold for hell... [a narrative] [22 Oct 2003|11:50am]
Bobby was lost. Simply put.

He'd arrived back at the mansion only to find the attack over, and the last of the U-Men were being dealt with. He should have gone straight to the safehouse, but... he didn't want to have to be around people, didn't want to see anyone.

So he'd wandered the tunnels, obstensibly making sure that none of the kids had gotten lost, or that one of the U-Men had got in.

And then they heard about Scott and Carol... something had stopped working, and Bobby just couldn't think through even the simplest of things.

Scott... was dead? He and Scott had never been close, but Bobby had had a lot of respect for the leader of the X-Men. Sometimes, he'd even wanted to be Scott, to have everything in it's place, to be in control like that.

Because Bobby's life was anything but in control. It was one big mess, and Bobby didn't know how to fix it, or how to even begin.

He stayed out of John's way, being in bed and supposedly asleep during the little time he spent in their room. He avoided Jubilee, spending his days hidden up in the library or on the roof.

He'd called his parents, talked briefly to his mother, not mentioning the attack on the school. They'd spoken about Thanksgiving, and Christmas, and she'd apologised profusely for forgetting his birthday, but Randy had broken his arm in a car crash while their father was teaching him how to drive, and everything had been so chaotic at the time.

It was ok, he'd said. His friends had made sure he'd had a great birthday. He was lying through his teeth - or maybe he wasn't. Maybe Jubilee was the only friend he had left, and now he'd gone and screwed that up as well.
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[private] [17 Oct 2003|07:17pm]
Ok, at the time I didn't really care that only Jubilee remembered my birthday. You know, a guy turns 18 once in his life, it doesn't really matter if no one remembers.

But now he's doing all sorts of stuff for Lance's birthday, and he didn't even manage a 'happy birthday' for mine.

Excuse me while I'm fucking pissed off.

That's all.
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[16 Oct 2003|03:37pm]
[ mood | scared ]

*mental note: don't go near the rec room when Pyro and Lance are playing any kinda of game. It's sure to be dangerous*

Jubes, when they give up the rec room, you want to play some Mario Kart for awhile?

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[13 Oct 2003|08:48am]
It was my birthday the other day. Jubilee got me the coolest presents ever. Pyro keeps telling me I should stop wearing one of the shirts, because it really needs washing. But it's just cool.

I read some of that book that everyone is talking about, the Third Species? It's fucking scary. I'd just like to say that.

That's all I have currently to report. See you in class...
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[17 Sep 2003|10:36pm]
We went to the zoo today.

Theresa's dad is really cool. I'm glad he showed up.

Rogue and I ended up exploring the zoo by ourselves. It was nice, hanging out with her again. I'd forgotten how much I liked it.
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In which Bobby is a fucktard... [17 Sep 2003|02:45am]
[ mood | aggravated ]




Doctor Grey went mad, sent Miss Frost mad. Ali's in the medlabs, and we have seven new x-men.

Jubes is one of them. It's been something I'd been arguing with Scott about for months, and now... well, yeah.

I watch her in training, more than I should. She's so alive, so vibrant, so beautiful. And I can't stop from wondering why I am doing this, why I can't just let her go, properly, like I should. I'm happy with John, I am, and I shouldn't begrudge her her happiness, but then I see her with Angelo, or even hear about her talking about Remy, and then all I want to do is keep her for myself. Which is horrible and selfish of me, because Jubes should not be hidden away from the world. She's too wonderful, too brillant for that.

I had my chance with her, and I blew it. And now... now it's just strange and confusing, because I'm with John, and it feels right, but at the same time, it doesn't. Because I love him, I think I always did, but... I'm not gay, at least I don't think I am, but there's something about him, something that just makes me forget about that, and then all I want his him.

And then... I talked to Rogue, for the first time since the break-up. nNd I kept being reminded of why we had been together, why I had loved her. And it confused me even more.

Maybe I should just drop off the face of the earth. Maybe I should become a eunuch. Maybe that would be easier than the mess my head is in.

I want to just figure this out, who I love, who I want to be, what I want to do, without all this ridiculous wavering.

That would be nice.


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