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  <title>Fable Hill</title>
  <subtitle>It's time to write a little something...</subtitle>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:fablehill:24293</id>
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    <title>Moving Past the Holidays</title>
    <published>2009-01-02T01:40:28Z</published>
    <updated>2009-01-02T01:40:28Z</updated>
    <category term="family"/>
    <category term="grandma"/>
    <category term="holidays"/>
    <lj:music>Grace Master::Kate Havnevik</lj:music>
    <content type="html">It was very weird this year.  Very, very weird.  Technically, I suppose none of my family was in town for Christmas precisely, on account of that was the one day these past two weeks I HAVEN'T had family in town.  With my grandma's passing away, I've been sort of swept up in house guests, and lots of things have happened that I haven't exactly had a chance to pay attention to.  I got my Christmas presents, of course, which were wonderful this year.  Still, my house is feeling the recession a bit same as the rest of the world.  But my parents are so generous, I have no right to complain and I don't want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when my aunt and uncle came through, I had my first glass of champagne.  I didn't think about it until afterwards, really, it just sort of got handed to me.  My family enjoys a glass of champagne or wine when they get together, and I guess it was a nice experience being a part of that particular crowd this time around.  But like I said, at the moment it blew right past me without pausing to seem important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there was the memorial service for my grandma, the reason people were rushing around my house all this time.  That one I noticed when it came at least, but the time leading up to it it's like it didn't exist.  Until I got there I wasn't even thinking vaguely about it, I got hit when I stepped into the restaurant and saw everyone dressed all formally, and speaking quietly.  I haven't sat in a corner and closed myself off at a get together like that for years, I got over that extreme shyness a long time ago.  But I can't explain why I just naturally reverted to that so naturally, I just pulled a book out of my bag and hunched my shoulders up.  But when it got around to saying things about her and praying for her, I couldn't help join in I guess.  I cried a lot, but honestly I laughed too.  My grandma was fierce, to put it in a word.  My uncle told a story about how she climbed a fence to cheer him on as he fought a bully, screaming at him to hit the guy.  And I talked about how she was the one who laughed the loudest at the Uptown comedy shows my Improv teams a part of, particularly when the humor got filthy and raunchy.  There's a lot to remember about her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were divying up her jewelry, to put it crassly, looking for things we could remember her by.  My cousin is wearing part of her wedding ring at her wedding.  And I found a ring in her jewelry box I remember her wearing a lot, a gold one set with very tiny diamonds and rubies.  I think it's probably pretty valuable, and maybe I shouldn't have snatched it up.  But it reminded me so much of her, it's in a box in my room now.  It's beautiful, and I wore it to grandma's memorial, and I'll wear it this summer when we spread her ashes.  It's a weird holidays, even if she was never precisely an integral part before.  I'm not used to to doing anything, holidays included, with the knowledge that she's passed away still in the back of my head.  But still, I'm not so sad anymore.  It's more memory, at this point.  Oh grandma, I still miss you though.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:fablehill:24042</id>
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    <title>My Grandma Lorrie</title>
    <published>2008-12-11T04:39:47Z</published>
    <updated>2008-12-11T04:39:47Z</updated>
    <category term="grandma"/>
    <content type="html">I've known my grandma Lorrie to always be three things.  One, a human chimney.  Two, full of old-timey catch phrases.  And three, a wonderful grandma.  I wish I could write thirty thousand pages on her, but I'm not thinking very clearly right now.  I miss her terribly and I can't believe the last time I saw her will always be the last time, that I don't get to hug her or kiss her or talk to her ever again.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last thing I sent to her was a stuffed animal I'd had on my bed for years and years, hoping that she'd appreciating having it near by.  I wish it would have helped her more than it did, I wish just praying and loving someone enough could keep them from dying.  But I still love her so much and I'll always miss her.  She was wonderful, and I can't put it any more clearly than that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma, I love you, and I wish you could come back for just one more goodbye.  I wish I could see you again.  But I can't, so goodnight, and I know I'll be able to say hi again in heaven.  And that's probably better than one last goodbye.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:fablehill:23634</id>
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    <title>Writing and Things</title>
    <published>2008-12-05T01:30:26Z</published>
    <updated>2008-12-05T01:30:26Z</updated>
    <category term="grandma"/>
    <category term="college"/>
    <category term="nanowrimo"/>
    <lj:music>Tears (Apoptygma Berzerk Remix) by Cruxshadows</lj:music>
    <content type="html">It's still college applications and the like right now.  I've gotten my Morris one in, and that was my only due date before January.  Still, I have next to everything done, and I'm sick of just sitting on everything and not sending it out.  I'd really like to go to Macalester or Grinnell right now, though I love Morris too.  And Hamline's very nice.  I have a lot of good options, if only they'll accept me!  Cross your fingers, please, especially for Macalester and Grinnell, which are über selective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, one thing off my plate is NaNoWriMo.  52,000 words more or less this year baby!  But I have yet to actually finish the novel itself for any NaNo year.  This year I might, but it's more likely I might not.  But I'm grateful I got what I did!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of being grateful, I'm grateful my grandma's still alive.  She's doing really badly right now, but I want her to get better.  I think about it enough, you think it'd be possible.  I'm praying for her, in any event.  I hope she's well enough by Christmas to come over to our house, but you never know.  Well, I hope I know.  I hope I know that she'll be better, because the alternative is something I don't like to think about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's the major topics in my head in three short paragraphs.  Thanks for listening.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:fablehill:23366</id>
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    <title>Neil Gaiman and Other Such Happenings.</title>
    <published>2008-11-02T02:24:21Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-02T02:24:21Z</updated>
    <category term="college"/>
    <category term="neil gaiman"/>
    <category term="nanowrimo"/>
    <category term="applications"/>
    <lj:music>Kunstliche Welten (live) :: Wolfsheim</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I really need to stop writing in this thing about once a year.  Besides, what if I meet a vampire and need to make an accurate account of my experiences so then a vampire hunter, a psychologist, and a guy from texas can use what I've written to fight him and kill him?  I'm telling you, I think I heard of it happening once...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Literary references aside, I'd like to mention authors instead for a moment.  Specifically Neil Gaiman.  Specifically that I met him.  Specifically that, in meeting him, or rather beforehand, there was a question and answer period with the audience where he read questions we'd written off of note cards and answered them.  My sister had written -without my knowing it- "my twin sister wants to do what you do for the rest of her life.  Her name is Laura, and I was wondering if you could tell her to keep writing."  And then, you know what he DID?  He said into a microphone, in front of hundreds of people, "Laura, keep writing."  To me!  About me!  Saying my name in front of hundreds of people!  And then, when I got to meet him afterwards (I'm telling you people, you sulk near their door for long enough and you can get almost any decent celebrity to feel guilty enough to come out), he not only told me again to keep writing, this time to my face, but HE hugged ME.  Not the other way around mind you, but he said "the world needs more writers" and then he opened his arms and hugged ME!  I GOT HUGGED BY NEIL GAIMAN!  What a terrific guy!  Anyway, yes.  That was a cool experience I've had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beyond that, it's all NaNoWriMo and college essays right now.  I hate college applications with an intensity and passion I can't easily express.  Just trust me, I HATE them!  It's fear I won't dot my i's right and it will keep me from getting into higher education.  I mean, really.  This kind of stress is intense.  I like my NaNoWriMo plot though, sort of Waterworld meets Star Trek meets Fable's imagination.  Trust me, it'll be...well, it'll be something.  Something good, hopefully!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:fablehill:23192</id>
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    <title>Robotics update</title>
    <published>2008-03-30T16:53:13Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-30T16:54:36Z</updated>
    <category term="williams arena"/>
    <category term="robotics"/>
    <lj:music>Strangelove :: Depeche Mode</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Well, the three day competition ended yesterday, no awards or anything for team Raiderbots unfortunately.  But, seriously, no one cared.  The competition was just awesome and amazing no matter what!  Even though we knew we were finished right before lunch time, we spent our whole meal talking about next year, and stayed to watch the semi-finals anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If any of you high school peeps have a team and you could potentially join next year, OMG do it!  It's a brilliant experience, the energy and the learning and the team building, it's all so much fun!  Not to mention meeting other teams at the end is really amazing, just seeing what they did to tackle the challenge, complaining about the problems that everyone met (Bad alliance, namely.  Great robots don't move on sometimes if they have terrible teams in the seeding rounds) and geting a crapload of free stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes, two thumbs way up for robotics.  It's a brilliant program.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:fablehill:22887</id>
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    <title>Robotics and stuff!</title>
    <published>2008-03-28T03:25:40Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-28T03:25:40Z</updated>
    <category term="first"/>
    <category term="williams arena"/>
    <category term="robotics"/>
    <category term="sonic screwdriver"/>
    <lj:music>Electric :: Melody Club</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Wow, have I really NOT been on here for...5+ months?  What kind of an internet user am I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, real reason I AM here, is because my main forum (Earthsong) has been dead for a few weeks.  Many of you have no doubt already noticed, and are likewise flummoxed and bothered.  Anyway, I have all this fun an exciting news and no one to share it with!  Or so I thought...but here you are, so I was wrong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so, since I last posted I have joined the robotics team, learned very sparse amounts of technical stuff and a lot about doing the mundane little jobs people who DO know technical jobs require of me.  I can drill stuff, paint stuff, screw in stuff and sew stuff.  I can make you a flier, I can write you an article, and yes.  I can order you a team sized party sub.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, I love doing the little jobs just the same, because I DO get to help build a 'ahem' ROBOT.  Although, as a first year team, Robobot has turned out a little clunky.  But she's really fast, which is cool!  But today was a big day for her, the regional FIRST robotics competition!  We had all practice and last minute building today (We had to ship our robots for inspection about a month ago, so this is the first and last time we've had access to it for awhile) we start our real competition tomorrow.  We'll get paired up with two other robots, and as a team we have to rack up points by going around a track, and knocking balls off a six foot tall rack, putting the balls back up there, throwing them over and moving them on the ground, etc.  It's tough stuff, considering the balls are HUGE and the robots themselves are pretty big, making six robots in a relatively narrow space with four balls and speed as an object pretty tricky.  And fun, don't forget fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've already done a lot of scouting out other teams, for possible 'alliances'.  I've seen some AMAZING designs from veteran teams, and so far the tally of free loot it 13 buttons, 2 pens, 1 stress ball, 1 lanyard, 1 miniature dog house, and 1 handkerchief.  As well as a few hugs.  It's fascinating, it's fun and it's a GREAT enviornment.  They promote 'Gracious Professionalism', which is a grown up way of saying sharing.  At the competition, you can go up to the front and ask for ANYTHING and if another team has a spare, they will give it to you no questions asked.  THis also leads to some goofing off, of course.  Favorite request so far?  Sonic screwdriver.  ;).</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:fablehill:22600</id>
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    <title>Nightwish Concert:  The Real Entry!</title>
    <published>2007-10-29T23:02:58Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-29T23:51:25Z</updated>
    <category term="rabid fangirls"/>
    <category term="first avenue"/>
    <category term="nightwish"/>
    <lj:music>Whoever Brings the Night by Nightwish</lj:music>
    <content type="html">May I start off with OMFG I WAS FLOORED!  I suppose I was easy to impress, it being my first concert, but just the energy from the audience and the band's charisma and everything was mind blowing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you'd like a play by play (with pictures) -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"&gt;We got there around five fifteenish, and waited in line despite not needing to. ^^;  Oops.  Anyway, we got inside and waited for Alena to show up, she came by a different means of transport, and then we all moseyed on in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://fc02.deviantart.com/fs20/i/2007/302/c/a/Nightwish_1_by_fablehill.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesse, it's (from left to right) Tim, Marie, Alena, Erin, and then I'm taking the picture, so obviously I'm out of the shot ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The opener, Paradise Lost, was fine.  They were too loud even for me, but they had good music.  It think.  Again, so loud it was hard to know for certain XD.  Then anothe half an hour at LEAST before Nightwish came on, but man was it worth the wait!  Jukka comes on amidst the slowly building orchestral track.  Then Empuu and Marco, sillouhetted and reminding me slightly of wraith ^^.  Then Tuomas to his keyboard, and finally Anette comes out on stage and the whole things kicks off with Bye Bye Beautiful from the new album, Dark Passion Play!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://fc01.deviantart.com/fs19/i/2007/302/1/2/Nightwish_3_by_fablehill.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A really good group shot, i was so happy a lot of my wider angle pictures came out well!!  Unfortunately Tuomas spent a lot of time being pensive and brooding and badass in the dark, so it's hard to see him in this one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://tn3-1.deviantart.com/fs20/300W/i/2007/302/7/7/Nightwish_2_by_fablehill.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They had some fun antics throughout, like here where Emppu is playing Marco's guitar.  Classic.  There was another point, after they'd come out for their encore, where Marco pointed at Anette and cried "She is from Sweden!  You know what they have in Sweden!" then he pulled a bottled up in one hand and yelled "ABSOLUT!"  XD He sings, so I don't know if he REALLY drank Vodka up there, but the whole scene was great.  Unfotunately, Laura was not prepared and didn't get a proper picture :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://fc01.deviantart.com/fs19/i/2007/302/b/5/Nightwish_5_by_fablehill.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A great one of Anette singing.  Many of the ones I took were blurry, but this turned out really well.  I love Jukka going nuts in the background too :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://fc01.deviantart.com/fs21/i/2007/302/f/1/Nightwish_4_by_fablehill.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This turned out blurry, but I HAD to post it!  Tuomas, alone in a ray of light, lost in a world of darkness...XD so goofy, and yet it's so...so Nightwish :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://fc04.deviantart.com/fs20/i/2007/302/4/3/Nightwish_6_by_fablehill.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my favorite full band shot, mostly because Tuomas looks so animated.  That was tough to get from him, not to mention the whole band is busy looking pretty kick ass too!  I really like the pose I caught Anette in, very cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As if an amazing concert weren't enough, we got something even better.  As we waited for our ride to come (We're all 16-17 years old, and yet none of us have bothered to get our license yet!) we were just sitting near the door between the dressing rooms and the stage, drinking water and being generally amazed by the show.  I left to walk to the door with Alena, whom I LOVE, i was so glad she came, and as we were standing there, I noticed a map on the wall to my right.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized, 'wow, the only door the band would have easy access to is the one my friends are sitting next to right now.  I wonder if they'll come out that way.'  So I say goodbye to Alena, and as I walk towards everyone I notice a man that looks SUSPICIOUSLY like Tuomas talking to the Nightwish manager and some of the tech guys.  I mention this to Erin, who's out of sight of him, and as she comes around to get a good look at him she collapses on my shoulder, mumbling that it really is him.  She's a super fan, in case you didn't know ^^  the rest, as they say, is history!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://fc03.deviantart.com/fs21/i/2007/302/b/0/Nightwish_8_by_fablehill.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well there he is, Tuomas himself!  And why, that couldn't be Rinny and LaLa standing next to him would it?  Erin was in pieces she was so excited.  I got him to sign my ticket stub, but when I told him I was 'starstruck' I don't think he understood me ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://fc02.deviantart.com/fs19/i/2007/302/0/2/Nightwish_9_by_fablehill.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look like SUCH a dork here, I was giggling and ended up looking sort of cross eyed ^^; but who cares!  Marco was so funny, and just fun to talk to!  When we were done with the picture he made a joke about loving that he's surrounded by beautiful women, and that his wife wouldn't like it ^^ he sure knows how to make his fans adore him even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://fc01.deviantart.com/fs19/i/2007/302/0/8/Nightwish_10_by_fablehill.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah!  Jukka was probably the nicest of 'em all!  He made sure we had a good picture before he let us go, and apologized for his smell because he'd been performing and hadn't changed.  I had to tell him he smelled just lovely ^^  Then Erin handed him her iPod, asking him to sign it.  She's been DREAMING to get it signed by him and Tuomas almost a year, really dreaming because she assumed she'd never get close enough.  He took it, stared at it for a bit with a smile on his face, then started rubbing it with his sleeve, saying "I want to make it shiny for you!"  XD  then he signed and Erin melted.  She was in hog heaven, I don't know if it'll ever be possible to top last night in her record books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://fc01.deviantart.com/fs20/i/2007/302/c/e/Nightwish_11_by_fablehill.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally Anette, who was such a sweetheart!  She thanked us for coming and happily took a picture, and told us they'd probably be returning eventually if we wanted to come back.  A shameless plug never hurt anyone!  :D seriously though, she was just so cute and nice.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole show was downright fantastic.  I loved seeing it with my friends, I loved the energy of the crowd and the look of 1st ave., I loved the music so loud I felt it in my rib cage, and I LOVED seeing Nightwish.  I was screaming along to most of the songs, including Wishmaster, to which I only know the joke lyrics XD.  It was a stunning night, I wish everyone could go to a concert that awesome.  Sorry if this post seems too long, I put in a lot of pictures at least! ^__^;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:fablehill:22341</id>
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    <title>Concert</title>
    <published>2007-10-29T04:22:24Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-29T04:22:24Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Nightwish Concert = soooo amazing, just to die for.  More later.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:fablehill:22215</id>
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    <title>Improvise this</title>
    <published>2007-10-09T18:50:02Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-09T18:50:02Z</updated>
    <category term="beat coffee house"/>
    <category term="improv"/>
    <lj:music>none.  Damn Media center...</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Well, I think many of you....some of you...maybe two of you?  AT LEAST one of you know that I particpate in the kick ass Improv team at my high school.  This year, they split it into beginning and advanced improv, and I am a member of the two teams that make up the latter.  We're a long form focused group, we do games almost soley for warm ups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I digress.  This team of ours is actually performing this year, at a really neat coffee house in the uptown area (hippie/beatnik/people with weird hair ville ;) ) and I was out of my mind with nerves last night as our first show rolled nearer.  there were...four other acts, I think.  The one right before intermission was the other CDH team, and the one right after was our team, and I thought I was going to be sick when the lights went down for the first act.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long story short though, both of our teams KILLED!  The other long-form improv group, a bunch of professionals actually, was raelly good.  But honestly, I think our team got more laughs.  The first stand-up guy beat us all, but hey.  I can take it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even got quoted by the host of the show.  Safari-Donalds, eat there now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XD super exhilarating!  I can't wait for the next show!  There's nothing more theraputic then laughing, or making people laugh.</content>
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    <title>School is a'comin</title>
    <published>2007-08-27T01:07:24Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-27T01:07:24Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Valentine's Day by Linkin' Park</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Despite my best efforts to blow it up, transport it to a black hole, shrink it into anthill size or otherwise diabolically destroy it, my school still exists, and I still have to walk through its doors come tuesday.  Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't HATE school, but it has given me no reason to completely look forward to it.  It's my friends that give me the reason to look forward, because I'll see them all.  My school is only so so.  Although football games will be nice to attend, and I love the art classes and Improv club.  I'm so conflicted!  *dramatic sob*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, probably one of the things that's especially bumming me out is I'm babysitting most of the day on Monday.  Not the way I would prefer to spend my final 24 hours...but c'est la vie, they're coming over to my house at least, and they're sweet kids.  Heck, one of them is almost old enough to babysit herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things to come:&lt;br /&gt;1. State Fair.  Fun.&lt;br /&gt;2. Renaissance Festival.  REALLY FUN BECAUSE I HAVE A PROPER COSTUME THIS YEAR!!!&lt;br /&gt;3. *hopefully* Nightwish concert, if my sister ever gets around to getting tickets&lt;br /&gt;4. Homecoming.  I already got my dress for the dance.  Last years styles on sale for ten bucks or less.  I really don't care if they're 'out of date', they cost ten bucks.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:fablehill:21622</id>
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    <title>Ten Things that Happened During Summer Vacation</title>
    <published>2007-08-19T18:20:12Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-19T18:20:12Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Leave it all by Orenda Fink</lj:music>
    <content type="html">My dad got his Gall bladder taken out, and eight hours before he thought his biggest problem was bad indigestion.  Yesterday was a very weird day.  He's alright now though, except missing an internal organ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I haven't posted here for far too long.  I see most of the people I know on here almost once a week, though, so I don't feel quite as guilty as I should.  Besides.  My summer hasn't had anything TOO drastic happen.  Here's a list of what took place-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I got a Ball Python and named him Spock&lt;br /&gt;2. Finished Harry Potter and cried&lt;br /&gt;3. Went on vacation to the lake for a week&lt;br /&gt;4. Started mending gouges in my relationship with my friend&lt;br /&gt;5. Got assigned a dumb book over summer vacation&lt;br /&gt;6. Had a good time at MITY&lt;br /&gt;7. Basement got finished&lt;br /&gt;8. ate&lt;br /&gt;9. slept&lt;br /&gt;10. watched the final episode of stargate &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There, ten things that have happened over summer vacation.  Entirely uneventful, I look forward to a more exciting one next year.  I hope you all are well, I hope you don't hate me for my long unexplained absences.  I hope you, at least, had an exciting summer. LOve you all.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:fablehill:21317</id>
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    <title>Speech</title>
    <published>2007-05-03T01:02:48Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-03T01:02:48Z</updated>
    <lj:music>-</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I'm here to scream WHAT IS THE FLIPPIN POINT ANY MORE?!?!????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speech didn't start well, I thought I had a good speech and ended up being to only person NOT to win a trophy in our first tournament.  It went downhill form there, but you know, at least there's the banquet where all your hard and yet unrecognized work is finally acknowledged, Right?  Right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was the only returning speech participant who showed up to all the tournaments who didn't get a varsity letter in speech.  Why?  Well, I guess it's because your supposed to meet with a coach one on one every week.  I don't mean to complain, gosh and goodness ME no, but let me give you a run down why meeting with a coach didn't happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A) my coach QUIT for one thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B) I wasn't aware any other coaches were willing to work with creative expression, in the beginning I was signed up for the only one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C) No one ever TOLD ME I should be meeting with a coach after the first one quit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D) Last year, I met irregularily, and still lettered under a differen't head coach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is all of my hard work just negated by the fact the coaching was poorly organized?  I spend the whole God forsaken season getting verbally pummeled by judges who think creative speechs have to be either air headed or about suicide , nothing with any real substance allowed, and all with the assumption I would at least be honored by my coach.  But no, I don't even fucking letter.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Hate sophmore year, I hate everything that has happened this year.  I hate speech, I hate my best friend, I hate it all.  &lt;b&gt;Life sucks&lt;/b&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:fablehill:21139</id>
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    <title>Daemon time!  Stolen from Zurizip!</title>
    <published>2007-04-28T00:58:52Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-28T00:58:52Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The music on the Golden Compass site</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Ya'll have twelve days to rank it!  Personally, I think it's pretty accurate.  Modest, assertive, spontaneous, fickle, and inquisitive is a pretty good description of me I think.  But I'd love some input from people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, I read the first two books of the series, and most of the third.  But then I lost the book, and I never got around to finishing it.  Maybe the movies will finally reveal the ending!  I've literally spent years wondering what happened in the end...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id="1" /&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:fablehill:20798</id>
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    <title>MITY TIME!</title>
    <published>2007-04-28T00:44:55Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-28T00:44:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Like Sally and Elena before me, the letter has been recvieved and class thy name is Craiggy Wriggy!  Woot, Who's up for another two weeks of summer fun with Mike n' Kevin!  *runs in circles joyously*</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:fablehill:20700</id>
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    <title>A Not Depressing Journal Entry!</title>
    <published>2007-04-27T00:38:05Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-27T00:38:05Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Broken by Sonata Arctica</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Wouldn't you know it!  Life's looking up, the sun's coming in, so on and so forth with the cliches...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well, thanks again for being awesome guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been keeping an off-line journal lately, so I've thought less and less about coming on here.  But then I saw Sally today and we were talking about Elena and I just got to missing the community that is livejournal.  I also got to missing MITY, which I post about way to much on here.  Anybody know for sure what calss they're in yet?  IS VANOORSOW FINALLY RETURNING TO HIS PEOPLE?!?!?!!?  Me an' Sally ran screaming around SPA, hoping he'd hear his name.  We even asked these two people staring very judgementally at us screaming folks if they knew him, but they said no.  Will we ever find him?  Has he moved to the Bahamas and set up a secret lair?  Did he grow a beard?  Learn to tap dance?  Find a long lost twin?  We may never know, it's like he's gone forever... *Sniff* oh Alexander VanOorsow...with two oo's....</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:fablehill:20454</id>
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    <title>And thank you</title>
    <published>2007-04-06T01:10:04Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-06T01:10:04Z</updated>
    <lj:music>same</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I forgot to mention in my other post, but I want to thank everyone for being so kind in my last post, before today.  Part of the reason I haven't been on for so long is becase of the fall out from that.  I don't mean to be depressing or whiney but for a really long time I felt so out of control.  To use a cliche that feels really accurate, I felt like a line that had snapped and was flapping in the wind.  I guess I'm feeling that a little bit today too.  It was a good day before she died, you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I want you all to know I read your posts to my old entry, and what you said meant more then you can imagine.  I just wasn't up for responding right then, and now it just feels a little out of date.  But know that  I'm eternally grateful, thank you for being wonderful everyone.  If I could beg one more prayer from those of you that pray, and a good thought from those of you that don't, it's would mean so much.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:fablehill:20058</id>
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    <title>fablehill @ 2007-04-05T19:56:00</title>
    <published>2007-04-06T01:02:21Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-06T01:02:21Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">Hey guys, I'm sorry I haven't posted anything in so long.  But I sort of need to post something right now, if no one minds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom's friend, a family friend really, just died.  She's been fighting cancer for years now, and lately she's been in a downward spiral.  It was getting worse and worse and worse, but I didn't think she would really die.  It seemed to big to comprehend, you know?  But now she's dead, and it's just really hard.  I know she's not in pain anymore, but I haven't seen her in months.  I didn't really get to say good bye.  My mom is feeling it the worst right now, I don't know what I can do for her.  I want to help her, she's been having it hard lately.  Just today she cut her finger and busted up her face when she was out walking, she had to get four stitches in her hand.  And now this news, it's like nothing good can happen to her.  I honestly have felt that way about my life lately, but at least I haven't had my friend die.  I should stop fucking complaining about my life all the time, what kind of a jerk am I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please keep my mom, and our friend's family in your thoughts and prayers.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:fablehill:19510</id>
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    <title>finals...yeuch</title>
    <published>2006-11-19T21:11:00Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-19T21:11:00Z</updated>
    <lj:music>tATu</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Hey there everyone!  I'm sorry I've been MIA for wo long, I've been really busy!  Nano's going pretty well, I'm just barely ahead of schedule, which is a combination of a good feeling a seriously nerve wracking one.  Ah nano, good times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um, well, finals are on monday and tuesday this week.  Shakespeare with Mr. Main won't be hacing an in calss test, neither will English with MP or Creative Communications with Wordman or Scripture with m. Meeker.  no, all those classes assigned big projects due on fridday and now the next two days will just be movies and crap.  that means the only classes I have left are math, science, and Spanish.  But wish me luck with those, they're all going to be headache inducing!  it's nice to only have three tests though I suppose.  Plus four big projects.  And hours of studying/creating...erm, maybe not so nice.  Ah well, good luck to everyone/anyone else who has finals!  I love you all, take care!</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:fablehill:19446</id>
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    <title>created a NaNo journal</title>
    <published>2006-10-08T22:08:05Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-08T22:08:05Z</updated>
    <lj:music>nuthin...</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Hey guys.  I decided to create a nanowrimo/writing journal, and it's named thecity_of_luz .  Go check it out, by my friend again.  That'd make me oh so happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been feeling rather glum lately, and it's one of those things where you know why you're upset and that your reasons are rediculous, but you keep feeling that way despite.  I was sort of swamped with fear that my friend didn't like me anymore, though she told me several times I was crazy, and I've just keep getting hit with wave after wave of panic, like everything's spinning out of control even though it isn't.  I think I'm having an early mental breakdown this year, seeing as last year I didn't have any.  Maybe that's just fate evening itself out or something.  I just hope this depression and semi-terror goes away soon, I'd like to start enjoying my life again soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care everyone.  Do nanowrimo, it's a fun way to drive yourself up a wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fable</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:fablehill:18757</id>
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    <title>Superhero Day</title>
    <published>2006-09-13T22:10:34Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-13T22:10:34Z</updated>
    <lj:music>batman themesong</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Today was Superhero day for spirit week at school.  I know some of my friends on here haven't had the best high school experiences (some have been downright awful) but I really love my high school.  So when they give us a theme, I generally try my best to go 100% all out ;) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, if I do say so myself, outdid myself today.  Fancy Mask, fancy cape, boots, gloves, 'utility' belt, the works XD.  It was a lot of fun just telling people about my super hero, because I was one of the few who created my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part was walking home though.  At school, people knew why I looked so crazy.  But the people I passed on the way home definitly didn't, lol.  I got some comic book nerds cheering and honking as they drove by, and a lot of waves.  Also a lot of old ladies telling me how lovely my cape was, and a couple mentioning the mask.  The best part was the school bus with kids that drove by though.  They all ran to the back to see me and the driver slowed down and they were all yelling and waving out the window.  It felt really cool, like even though they had no idea who I was and I certainly wasn't a real super hero, the concept of a super hero sort of makes people happy.  And makes people smile when they see a rediculous girl walking down the street dressed up to fight some crime :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, that's as deep as you'll get from me.  I'm sorry I haven't been on for a few weeks, school's started and all.  Josh, I will show that letter to Mike ASAP!  I'm so sorry, my memory sucks ;_;  Have a lovely day all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S I typed this journal, and then spent an hour making a new icon just for it.  That's kinda silly...</content>
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    <title>First Day of School</title>
    <published>2006-08-29T21:27:13Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-29T21:27:13Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Nightwish :: The Phantom of the Opera</lj:music>
    <content type="html">The First Day is never fun.  Ever.  Evereverevereverever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, I didn't have a homeroom!  No kidding, and that's where we were supposed to spend the first hour!  I went to where it SAID I was supposed to be, but they didn't have my schedule, so they sent me down two levels to the office, and after waiting ten minutes for someone to talk to they had no clue what was up either and sent me back UP the two floors to my sister's homeroom, because we got split up, to see if I was in there.  But they didn't have my schedule EITHER so they sent me back down and finally I got a nice lady who just printed of my schedule and gave me my new locker combo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went to my first class, because by now homeroom was over anyway, but when I got there it was empty, and I had to ask around until I found out we were at a prayer service (it's a catholic school, gotta pray!  All the time!  Praying is GOOD *crazy laughter*)  So after I got back from the service I had to go back to study hall, pick up my stuff, go back up a level and find my locker, and then try about five times to get the damned thing open because they've all got really complicated new locks.  But finally it's done and over and everything's peachy keen fine-and-dandy...except I don't have my student planner yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the day is alright, except most of my morning class I don't have any friends :P  and i finally get my daily planner when I get to English, which has the teacher who lost my schedule and started the whole homeroom fiasco.  But she's awesome, so I forgive her.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, and a meeting about QB/KB, I walked home.  I HATE walking home, but I don't have my liscense yet and my parents can't pick me up.  So I walk home, and on the way, just to wrap up my first day, there's the cutest little mouse sitting on the sidewalk just shaking  and not moving.  I look in and I see it's leg has been all torn up!  But I can'r pickit up because of a) blood and b) it might bite or be diseased so I have to just LEAVE IT!  Leave a poor suffering mouse just sitting on the sidewalk!  I feel so cruel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, well, that was my first day bacl at school.  yaaaaaay.  In other news, thanks for stopping by Jeff, Biscuit God, I hope you liked the tacos ^^</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:fablehill:18218</id>
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    <title>Stagate SG-1 To Be Cancelled</title>
    <published>2006-08-26T23:12:53Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-26T23:14:06Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Call Me When You're Sober :: Evanescence</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://www.gateworld.net/news/2006/08/istargate_sg-1i_cancelled_iatlan.shtml"&gt;http://www.gateworld.net/news/2006/08/istargate_sg-1i_cancelled_iatlan.shtml&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn.  Damndamndamn, I shouldn't be this upset but I really REALLY am.  I feel like Sci-Fi's just tossing aside a series that has done so much for them, and it's a series that I've watched relisiously for four years now.  I own seasons one through six, and I plan on getting the rest soon enough!  My number one birthday present would be Richard Dean Anderson AKA Colonel O'Neill stopping by to say hello, good lord he's the reason I now enjoy fishing!  I can take any obscure refrence they make to a previous episode and give you the entire back story, and I can explain to you the plot holes, and the theories, and the races and the characters in detail!  I'm a gigantic fan and I can't believe they'd cancel the stupid series.  We haven't even met the fourth race!  WHERE THE HELL ARE THE FERLING?!?!?!?!?!?!  We haven't met the damn ferling yet, you can't cancel the show before that!  I know I'm ranting and obsessing right now but I can't even take a step back and realize it's funny.   I'm just so sad, that these characters aren't going to be an integral part of my week anymore all because ratings droppped.  It's like, DUH ratings are going to drop!  You've just taken the whole series in a completely different direction, it's like you're starting over!  Ratings are going to drop before going back up!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God I want to cry, I don't care how rediculous that is.  I'm going to cry because I feel like I'm losing a big part of my life.  I've never had one of my favorite shows cancelled before, I just don't get super into that many shows.  I'm going to go curl up into a ball right now.  bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes, I know in a few months I'll look back and realize how crazy me being this upset is, but for now please don't point out the weirdness of my behavior.</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>Post for the Sake of Posting</title>
    <published>2006-08-25T01:52:15Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-25T01:52:15Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Muse :: Starlight</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Well, here's an update from the land of Fabley-ness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  I didn't make the soccer cut.  And really...I'm kind of glad.  At least I tried, but now I don't have all my free time taken up and I can do other stuff, like drama and intermurral tennis ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  I saw Snakes on a Plane!  And...it's a movie about Snakes on a Plane, there really is NOTHING else to it XD.  THroughly entertaining though, I loved it.  Go see it with friends, that's the best.  And if you're like me, you can just pretend the first twenty minutes don't exist, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  they're coming out with an AVP 2 people.  Alien Versus Predator, TWO!  Let me here a Yea haw if this is some of the best news you have had in recent days?  Amen to that from me!  I don't care is it ends up being horrible, I just love Alien and Predator so much ^^.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  ...um...that's it, really.  I start school next tuesday, pray for me.  Luv ya all!</content>
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    <title>More Soccer Woes</title>
    <published>2006-08-17T18:10:02Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-17T18:10:02Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">Whoe the heck thought a full week of try-outs was a good idea.  Who?!?!?!?  I want to punch them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sore I feel like I have arthritis.  I can barely walk, my arms ache if I try to lift them over my head, my ab muscles burn whenever I try to sit up, it's awful!  And yet, it's still not bad enough that I would post about it here.  Except when people seem tothink I'm lying about it, then I just get too pissed not to mention it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just need some support and advice right now, you know?  So when I asked my dad what he thought I should do because I could barely walk and I didn't know how I would finish try-outs, he snapped at me and told me to stop whining.  It's like he thought I was lying about it!  And when I yelled back that he was beign inconsiderate and walked out, he could barely figure out why I wasw mad.  I just apologized sarcasticly and asked what was wrong in a similar manner, and I told him why I was mad anyway.  And he acted so childish!  Like someone who had messed up and couldn't admit it!  And just to put the icing on the cake, my sister came up a few minutes later and was like "you have no reason to be mad at dad, you know."  Screw that!  how much did you hear of what happened while you were squirreled away in the computer room with the door shut?  Whatever.  I'm mad, and it's not helping with the stress I've already got about soccer.  I just need this week to be done, even if I don't make the team.</content>
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    <title>Soccer is...Stressful</title>
    <published>2006-08-14T18:52:42Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Soccer hasn't even started yet and I'm stressed.  Tryouts are today and I know I'm going to do poorly, and the problem is that if I DON'T do poorly, and do make a team, then I don't have any free time for months and months and months!  I'm trying to be goalie, you're more likely to get on a team that way as I see it.  Wish me luck guys, and pray I don't fail miserably because then, well, I'll be miserable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate all the stress related to high school sports.  I want to play for fun, I want to enjoy myself!  I don't want to have all this undue pressure to succeed no matter what!  TO be the best, to beat out eveyrone else for a spot!  It just seems unfair to the people who wnat to participate, but just haven't been able to practice.  I think that the high school sports system is screwed up for sure, and it pisses me off sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got a new avater, some of you might notice yourselves.</content>
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