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.016 [ February 26th, 2009 @ 7:25pm ] [Blocked from Katie] So, I bought the ring. It only took me four years to save up enough money from working at my dad's construction company to get it. Is it okay? I don't know anything about this. I don't even know when I'm going to ask her...but I knew that this was the ring for her. With all the wedding planning going on, I don't wanna spring it on her right before the wedding because I think she'll be expecting it...I don't know. And if any of you tell her, I swear that you will be in a world of trouble. I.am.so.serious. [/blocked from Katie] [Wolves and Imprintees Only] I think I freaked Dad out really bad today. I mean, he knows about what extra things came with being a wolf, but he's never seen it in action. A beam fell down while we were working and cut my arm open. And while he was scrambling around, trying to get a something to make a tourniquet, it healed. He'd never seen that happen, but he was real quiet for the rest of the day. I just laughed every time he looked at me. Six years, and this is the first thing that really freaks hime out. [/Wolves and Imprintees Only] I need to figure out something to make for dinner for Katie and I. Oh, and there's a leaking pipe somewhere in the bathroom because I came home on my lunch to find a great big puddle coming out of there. Don't worry, babe, it's all cleaned up. Guess I should stick to building instead of plumbing... 30; Comment?; Edit; +Memories

.014 [ December 2nd, 2008 @ 8:35pm ] Ah, the start of the Christmas season has officially begun. My brothers recounted the harrowing tales of their Black Friday shopping...apparently my brother Steve punched a guy to get a Blu-Ray disc player. None of them would tell me if I got anything from their exploits...but I'm hoping for Photoshop for my computer so I can load some of my pictures in there and play around with them. Yeah, I'm a geek, whatever. [blocked from bloodsuckers and non-wolves/imprintees] Whoever's on patrol tonight, can you keep an eye out for my dad? He's been going out a lot to the bar lately staying out pretty late considering how early he usually wakes up...I just wanna make sure he gets home safe. I don't know what's up with him lately. The Christmas season is kinda hard on us anyways, with the emphasis on a full family gathering and everything, but he seems to be worse this year. And I feel kind of helpless. What am I supposed to do? Tell him he can't go out? Ground him? Yeah, like that would work. So...yeah...just...keep an eye out for him. Make sure he doesn't hit anything on the way home. Like a person. Or a tree. [/end block] [private to Katie] Thank your parents again for having me over for Thanksgiving. Your mom makes one hell of a meal. And our post-turkey nap made it the best Thanksgiving I've had in a really long time. [/private to Katie] 17; Comment?; Edit; +Memories

.012 [ September 16th, 2008 @ 10:07pm ] [ mood | pissed off ] My damn camera broke. I came home from Katie's and it was on the shelf above my desk and I got pissed at my dad (something that's happening a lot more lately...must be the holiday or something), kicked the wall and down it came. There's no way I can fix it. Ugh. Dammit all to hell, this sucks. And here I was, in such a good mood until this all happened. 23; Comment?; Edit; +Memories

.011 [ September 13th, 2008 @ 2:24pm ] [private] It's around this time of year that I miss my mom the most. She was the one who cooked us dinner on Christmas Day. She baked the cookies I left out for Santa every year. She was the one who read me "The Night Before Christmas" every year, even when I thought I was too old to hear that story. And now...now, I'm the one cooking dinner, at my brother's house in Seattle. I help make cookies for my nieces and I read them that poem last year as they went to bed. Dad doesn't want any of them on the rez too much, he's scared that what happened to Rachel and Rebecca would happen to Joe, Steve and Geoff. Of course, they don't know that. They just think he really likes to visit the city. Little do they know their baby brother's a wolf. I mean, I guess it'll be good to spend time with my whole family, especially since I don't get to see Steve and Geoff that often, but there's that constant, glaring reminder that while Joe's wife and I cook dinner, there's someone missing from the kitchen. [/private[ Dad surprised me with a trip to Seattle for Christmas. I don't know how excited I am about that yet, I guess I understand that it's easier for the two of us to go there than for my three brothers and their significant others (and their families) to come to us. Plus, Joe's house is huge. I told him I was bringing my piece of crap car so I could drive back after dinner to spend time with Katie...if you're free that is, babe. He didn't seem too thrilled that I would offer to make that trip alone, but whatever. I am feeling rebellious lately. I even did a paper the night before it was due. Shocking, I know. 2; Comment?; Edit; +Memories

.010 [ August 10th, 2008 @ 9:37pm ] [blocked from Katie] So. I passed. I am now part of the mobile world. Dad even offered to help out with a car. I have to promise to get a job on the rez somewhere and I'll pay him back for whatever scrap metal on wheels that he picks out for me. I don't care what it is, as long as it drives. [/blocked from Katie] [Katie] I'm more excited for your birthday than you'll ever know. I have a tendancy to enjoy other people's birthday celebrations far more than my own. [/Katie] If I had to describe today in one word, it would be delightful. Yes, it was a delightful day. 25; Comment?; Edit; +Memories

.009 [ August 7th, 2008 @ 10:19pm ] Seriously, it is like, the most perfect day ever. Woke up in the best way possible, chilled out, played video games for a while and slept. So nice. Though I'm usually morally objected to it, playing hookey isn't so bad. I'm such a rebel. I talked to my brothers today, Dad told them I was faking sick, so they made it almost impossible to sleep for more than a few hours...that is, until I silenced my cell phone and pulled the house phone out of the wall in my room. Then I was able to catch up on my beauty sleep. [private to pack] Grand theft auto is not just a video game anymore, guys. I may or may not have (stealthily and illegally) stolen my dad's car to pick up Katie and bring her back here. He didn't even know. Needless to say, we didn't get much sleep. At all, really. I brought her home crazy early, in time for school and my dad slept in late. I faked sick (do we even get sick? I don't think so...but dad doesn't know that) and didn't go to school at all. I got to sleep alllll day before patrol. And, man, did I need it. In other news, I made my appointment for my driving test. Sunday. Four p.m. My dad is taking me and actually letting me use his car. But don't tell Katie. If I pass, part of her birthday present involves me using a car to get her. I don't know where I'm taking her, but I know what I'm getting her...so that's one out of two things that aren't so bad. [/private to pack] [private to Katie] Were you able to get any sleep after school? I'm sorry we were up so late...then again, no I'm not. I should kidnap you more often. I'll call you in a little while, I have a little homework to finish up. [/private to Katie] 29; Comment?; Edit; +Memories

.008 [ July 2nd, 2008 @ 10:00pm ] I literally cannot concentrate on anything right now. It's an irritating feeling to stare at a book and read the words, but not absorb any of them. I'm distracted for a pretty good reaason, but Jane Eyre isn't going to read itself. All I know is that so far, this girl has had the worst childhood ever and is now living with a creepy guy taking care of a girl who may or may not be his daughter. And that there's something crazy going on in the attic. No idea what's gonna come of this. I think I need a nap or something. Sleep is another thing I haven't been doing much of lately. Namely since Thursday. [private to Katie] Sign on to AIM when you read this. I just want to talk to you. And my cell phone accidentally got thrown across the room when my dad refused, once again, to take me driving. Gotta work on my short temper, I know... [/end private] So who's gonna take me driving? I gotta learn some time. Anyone on the rez wanna volunteer themselves and their car? Anybody? 7; Comment?; Edit; +Memories

.007 [ June 14th, 2008 @ 2:00pm ] [ mood | pissed off ] [ music | I am the Walrus//The Beatles ] [private to Pack only] You'd think with the Cullen's gone, we'd be done with having to worry about the leeches. Yeah...not so much. I caught one in Newton's shop. I went to go visit Katie at work and I could smell him from a mile away. I just didn't think he'd have the audacity to go in to the store. He had to have smelled me on her. We're together nearly every single day. I caught him kissing her hand. This has got to be the same one who went after the other girls. I don't know what his intentions were, but I got him to get the hell out of there before anything could happen. I was so close to phasing and Katie was pretty much attached to my arm. It could have been bad, guys...so, so bad. After I made sure Katie was alright, I ended up in the woods, unable to phase back for hours. That was fun explaining to my dad where I had been for the whole afternoon/night. [/end private] Southern accents are really irritating. I just thought I'd like to point that out. School is fine. Aced all of my quizzes and in-class assignments, as usual. The only thing I look forward to now is when the bell rings and I'm free. School is boring the hell out of me, more than usual. I'm hungry, more than usual hunger, too. I might have to call and get some take-out Chinese or something. Lo mein sounds really tempting right about now. 26; Comment?; Edit; +Memories

.006 [ June 5th, 2008 @ 9:17pm ] My dad took me back to school shopping...and shockingly let me drive the car! Sure, it was only a few miles, but I managed not to hit anything or kill anybody, so I guess that's a good sign. He was really irritating me for a while there, but we made it to the store and back in one piece. There's a lot I still need to work on, but practice makes perfect, right? That's what they say at least. Who's "they" anyways? And why do "they" always say such proverbial things? [private to Pack/Girls] THE BLOODSUCKERS ARE GONE! All seven of them! I've never been happier to see anyone leave Forks. Maybe things (meaning we) will go back to normal...as long as we get the other ones out of here. We didn't make a treaty with those ones, right? Can't we just get rid of them? [/private to Pack/Girls] [private to the Pack/Girls (except for Katie)] I told her. She took it amazingly well. Surprisingly well, actually. She didn't freak out or anything. So...yeah, thanks everybody for their advice. It's nice to know I'm not alone in this situation. And I...I told her I loved her. And...she loves me back. This is moving crazy fast and it's just...crazy...but good. Amazing. I just never thought this would happen to me at the age of 16. [/end private] 66; Comment?; Edit; +Memories

.005 [ June 2nd, 2008 @ 8:44pm ] [private to pack] I can't wait any longer. I have to tell her. There is no waiting for the next bonfire. It's killing me not to tell Katie. I don't know quite how I'm going to do it, or what I'm going to say, but it's gonna happen. I know the stories...I can't tell them half as good as Billy or Old Quil, but I can try. [/end private] The party at Mike's was pretty awesome. It didn't hurt that I had an awesome date on my arm. And...I drank. Only a little, before anyone yells at me! Like...maybe three beers? They tasted like pee, to tell you the truth. I definitely wasn't drunk, by any means. Just...happy feeling. It sucks that I met them all right before they all were leaving for college. But they'll be back for breaks and such, I'm sure there'll be more parties yet to come. In other news, I am not looking forward to school. Senior year...man...it's crazy. At least we have one last hurrah with Sam and Emily's wedding before classes begin. [private to Katie] Can I see you? Tomorrow? At the beach maybe? I just really need to see you. And talk to you. It's kind of big, life changing important. [/private to Katie] 29; Comment?; Edit; +Memories

.004 [ May 28th, 2008 @ 2:04am ] Hello, world, I'd like to announce that I, Collin Murphy Flint, have a girlfriend. A real life, beautiful girlfriend. We're official. After only a few days, which, I know, is fast, but it's right. It's good. It feels good to say that she's my girlfriend. [private to pack/the girls] Dude, my dad definitely gave me the talk when I got home tonight. He just met Katie and I come home to that. It was perhaps the most embarrassing thing of my life. I'm 16, not 6! I've taken enough science classes to know how sex works. And I know when it's appropriate and when it's not. On top of that, he threw a bunch of condoms at me and told me to "be careful, we don't need any puppies running around here". And I think I died a little inside. And the condoms are tucked far away in a drawer because that isn't happening for a while. We just started dating, I don't know what he's thinking. And...God, that was horrifying. I just wanted to crawl into a hole and die. Worst. Talk. Ever. Seriously. Should we have another bonfire soon? Or can we all just hang out? I want Katie to hear the stories and I know I can't do any of them justice. She should know the back story before I tell her about what who I am. [/end private] My goal in life is to be like Duff from Ace of Cakes on the Food Network. That guy seriously rocks. And he makes cake. Who doesn't like cake!? He must be everyone's best friend. I'd like a friend who rocked and made me cakes with explosives inside. One of you guys, learn to make cakes with fireworks inside that shoot off when I blow out my birthday candles next year. Go it? Good. 33; Comment?; Edit; +Memories

.003 [ May 24th, 2008 @ 9:17am ] [ mood | ecstatic ] [ music | I've Just Seen a Face//The Beatles ] The past three days have been ridiculously amazing.  In, like, one of those out of body experience kind of ways.  I might be making my way down to Forks more often, I think.  Especially to Newton's store.  Just sayin'. [Private to Sam] Alright, so how, exactly, do you go about telling the girl that you've imprinted upon that you're a werewolf, sworn to protect your tribe for as long as they need it (even if that means for all of eternity if the damn leeches never leave), and that you've imprinted on her???  I can't keep this a secret from her for much longer, although she isn't getting too suspicious yet.  I'm kinda freaking out here.  And I still haven't told my Dad about Katie yet, so it's not like I can talk to him about this whole business. Aside from the werewolf thing, girls are intense, Sam.  Namely Katie.  I won't get into details, but jeez, little insignificant things that she does turns my head to absolute mush.  Does that feeling go away? [/private to Sam] So apparently I'm going to this kid Mike Newton's party?  Katie asked me to go and I, of course, said yes.  I don't even know what to expect, I never really hung out with the kids from Forks High before.  I'm looking forward to meeting her friends.  [private to Katie] I think my guy friends hate me because all I do is think talk about you.  I had to deal with them talking about all the girls they've fallen for met, it's only fair that I get my turn.  They all really want to meet you, by the way.  We might be having another bonfire soon, especially with the summer winding down and everything.  You can hear all the old legends of our tribe and meet everyone.  It might involve breaking curfew, we tend to end up staying awake really late.  And there's something I have to tell you. I can't stop thinking about you.  I'm not complaining, it's just a statement of fact. [/private to Katie] I discovered the joy of iTunes, and buying gift cards and using them on my account, since I'm not cool enough to have a credit card.  I think I might have spent about $500 on music in the past few weeks, which is kind of scary.  Too bad they don't have The Beatles on there.  I've Just Seen a Face keeps running through my head and all I want to do is download it and listen to it. 58; Comment?; Edit; +Memories

.002 [ May 21st, 2008 @ 7:58pm ] I really need to go to the beach more often.  It's strange the people you meet there when you're on your own. [private to Pack] I, uh...I think I might have imprinted on a girl.  I don't really know what imprinting feels like, but I know that I can't live without this girl.  She was on the beach and just so...perfect.  And funny.  And beautiful.  And.......I'm gushing.  I'll stop, I promise. Ughhhhh, I can't believe it happened to me.  I don't know if I should be happy about it or not.  I mean, I'm happy, because she's seriously amazing, but...I imprinted.  That's such a big deal. [/private to Pack] *sigh* I need to go for a run or something, I have all this pent up energy and I need to get it out.  Or maaaaybe there's a nice friend of mine with a license that will take me out driving?  Any takers?  I promise I won't crash your car. 29; Comment?; Edit; +Memories

.001 [ May 21st, 2008 @ 5:51am ] Taking out the trash is so much easier when you don't really have to worry about how heavy it is. Then again, when your father is well aware of this fact, he makes you take out ten times as much, just because you can carry it. I could care less about how much trash there is. It doesn't change the fact that I don't feel like taking it out. Once a month, for about two years now, he goes on a crazy cleaning spree, practically clearing all unnecessary things from the house. Translated into human terms: he tells me to do it, always when I'm in the middle of something important like, I don't know, homework. It gets me so aggravated sometimes and he knows what happens when I get aggravated. [private to pack] I've already gone through two chairs and a desk because of his anal retentive shenanigans[/private to pack]. Suffice to say, it isn't pretty. He leaves mom's stuff right where it is, and won't let me move it. I'm pretty grateful for that fact, I don't know how enthusiastic I would be to go through her things. He takes care of the dusting and cleaning of that stuff...and just that. I do the rest of the house. Dammit, I have to remember to mail the car payment this week, or else they'll repo Dad's car or something. He's got to let me start driving that thing, it isn't cool to go out and ride my bike anymore. I'm 16 years old, for the love of God. It's about time I get a new set of wheels. 5; Comment?; Edit; +Memories

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