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  <title>「ζngrid → ℭatchlove」</title>
  <subtitle>「ζngrid → ℭatchlove」</subtitle>
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    <name>「ζngrid → ℭatchlove」</name>
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  <updated>2013-02-16T14:17:50Z</updated>
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    <title>022</title>
    <published>2011-05-29T19:42:00Z</published>
    <updated>2011-05-29T19:42:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Red's a nice color, don't you think?</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:scribbld.com:atom1:ingrids:5867</id>
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    <title>021</title>
    <published>2009-03-23T05:10:31Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-23T05:11:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">My boyfriend? Totally awesome. And my son? Even more awesome! Too many pints of beer? EVEN. MORE. AWESOME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not say this often, but I feel I must say it now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOOOOOOOOOVE MY LIIIIIIIIIIIIFE!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:scribbld.com:atom1:ingrids:5449</id>
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    <title>020</title>
    <published>2009-01-20T04:25:16Z</published>
    <updated>2009-01-20T04:26:13Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;font size="5"&gt;WHAT DO I DO WHEN HE STARTS CRYING AND WON'T STOP? &lt;strike&gt;HELP ME!&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GRETA, SOMEONE!? &lt;/font&gt; &lt;strike&gt;WHERE THE HELL IS MY BOYFRIEND RIGHT NOW&lt;/strike&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:scribbld.com:atom1:ingrids:5340</id>
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    <title>019</title>
    <published>2008-12-14T05:58:22Z</published>
    <updated>2008-12-14T06:00:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I know I'm not supposed to be up using this, but what the healers don't know won't hurt them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i178.photobucket.com/albums/w277/caelestiskibeth/kevinannounce.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still not quite sure what I'm supposed to &lt;i&gt;do&lt;/i&gt; with a baby, but at least he's cute, right?</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:scribbld.com:atom1:ingrids:5107</id>
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    <title>018</title>
    <published>2008-11-27T09:46:23Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-27T09:47:14Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;strike&gt;&lt;font size="7"&gt;I AM FREAKING THE FUCK OUT&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:scribbld.com:atom1:ingrids:4731</id>
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    <title>017</title>
    <published>2008-10-28T08:20:31Z</published>
    <updated>2008-10-28T08:21:56Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I can't &lt;i&gt;move.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Okay so I just don't feel like it but&lt;/strike&gt; I'm going to be a WHALE for Halloween. NO COSTUME REQUIRED. &lt;strike&gt;I'm going to DIE here&lt;/strike&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:scribbld.com:atom1:ingrids:4483</id>
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    <title>016</title>
    <published>2008-09-18T06:21:28Z</published>
    <updated>2008-09-18T06:21:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;[&lt;/b&gt;KIRBY&lt;b&gt;]&lt;/b&gt; I'm really sorry, Kirby---I need a serious favor. &lt;b&gt;[/&lt;/b&gt;KIRBY&lt;b&gt;]&lt;/b&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:scribbld.com:atom1:ingrids:4190</id>
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    <title>015</title>
    <published>2008-08-27T02:18:12Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-27T02:18:38Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So apparently the only place for me to get a job these days is in the Muggle world since the Ministry's decided to go and scare everyone away from hiring halfbloods and less. But thank fucking goodness the Muggle world is there, because even as a waitress I'm at least making &lt;i&gt;some&lt;/i&gt; money. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems a lot of people are doing it these days, because I found out that one of my co-workers is a Muggleborn wizard as well. We talked for a while after work yesterday and he told me he donates his time to this place that organizes events to promote Muggle rights. I was interested, so he invited me to help them put together a protest---well, it's a march, I guess, but it's basically just to speak out against these new laws. Soooo I guess if anyone's interested, just talk to me, because we'll take as much support as we can get!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, P.S. KIRBY, I NEVER SAID HOW MUCH I ENJOYED THE CONCERT, BUT I DID. YOU ARE THE BEST COUSIN EVER!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:scribbld.com:atom1:ingrids:4017</id>
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    <title>014</title>
    <published>2008-07-31T01:32:47Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-31T08:36:10Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;i&gt;Apparently&lt;/i&gt; I do not weigh enough and &lt;i&gt;apparently&lt;/i&gt; I need to eat better. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This honestly must be some kind of sick joke on womankind.</content>
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    <title>013</title>
    <published>2008-06-30T02:57:51Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-30T03:00:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;[&lt;/b&gt;PRIVATE&lt;b&gt;]&lt;/b&gt; So---so they don't hate me, they---hate &lt;i&gt;him&lt;/i&gt; and----I can't---shit, I can't &lt;i&gt;leave him&lt;/i&gt;, but if I don't----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit shit shit shit oh shit-----how am I going to do this, I----&lt;i&gt;shit&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;b&gt;[/&lt;/b&gt;PRIVATE&lt;b&gt;]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;[&lt;/b&gt;CHRISTIAN&lt;b&gt;]&lt;/b&gt; Can I please come over because I really need to talk to you and---and I don't know just fucking----I really need to see you and I'm---I don't know, I don't know just say I can come over, okay? &lt;b&gt;[/&lt;/b&gt;CHRISTIAN&lt;b&gt;]&lt;/b&gt;</content>
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    <title>012</title>
    <published>2008-06-21T23:23:32Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-21T23:23:32Z</updated>
    <content type="html">It is &lt;i&gt;so&lt;/i&gt; weird being an adult. And really fucking scary---who invented the whole N.E.W.T.s thing, anyway? Every job I've applied for so far is 'pending the results of your N.E.W.T.s' &lt;strike&gt;and I think I did terribly so that sucks crap crap I'm never getting hired anywhere&lt;/strike&gt;, which is complete and utter BS, because what happens if your scores suck? Then they've just given you false hope and you're even more depressed about losing the job than you would have been had they never dangled it in front of your face in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BS, I say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greta, let's go out later. And before you ask, the answer is &lt;i&gt;yes&lt;/i&gt;, I &lt;i&gt;am&lt;/i&gt; all too lazy to get up and walk the two and a half meters to your room to demand this in person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christian, I &lt;strike&gt;need to&lt;/strike&gt; want to see you soon.</content>
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    <title>011</title>
    <published>2008-06-09T23:42:38Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-09T23:48:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I suppose you all should know that I did it, too. Gillian wasn't the only one in on the gossip, and she's not the only one who deserves to take the punishment for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's also not the only one pregnant here, so. Sorry, Gillian--you should have never had to tell your secret to cover up mine. I'm tired of it and of half the dorm not talking to each other and I don't care who knows anymore, so there you all go. Cooper was right, and I'm really done caring about what anyone has to say about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I want to say I'm sorry to Eliza, too, because you haven't deserved any of the crap I've said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Still not apologizing to you, though, Ravenclaws. The bracelet shit was so not---&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I think that takes care of everything. Back to your own business, Hogwarts.</content>
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    <title>010</title>
    <published>2008-06-05T06:26:38Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-05T06:36:26Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;font size="5"&gt;WHY IS THIS STILL HAPPENING&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Both Ravenclaw AND Gryffindor bite so hard right now auuuuuuuugh&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I'm relatively certain that I'm going to fail all of my N.E.W.T.s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm antsy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a mirgaine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't give a crap that I'm whining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want out &lt;i&gt;now&lt;/i&gt;.</content>
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    <title>009</title>
    <published>2008-05-27T03:52:47Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-27T04:03:16Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;strike&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;[&lt;/b&gt;PRIVATE&lt;b&gt;]&lt;/b&gt; She really knew she really knew she really knew she really knew and now everyone knows and I'm going to kill that bitch if I ever get my hands on her I'll wring her stupid little neck or or or feed her to centaurs or something or I don't know not punch her because then he'll be angry at me again but maybe I'll &lt;i&gt;send&lt;/i&gt; people after her or fuck I don't know I don't know what do I do now &lt;i&gt;who&lt;/i&gt; told her &lt;b&gt;[/&lt;/b&gt;PRIVATE&lt;b&gt;]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;[&lt;/b&gt;GRETA, GILLIAN, MIRANDA, ELIZA&lt;b&gt;]&lt;/b&gt; Okay, I'm not in the mood for any bullshit---which one of you &lt;strike&gt;do I need to maim&lt;/strike&gt; told Ashlyn Cooper? &lt;b&gt;[/&lt;/b&gt;GRETA, GILLIAN, MIRANDA, ELIZA&lt;b&gt;]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid3"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;[&lt;/b&gt;CHRISTIAN&lt;b&gt;]&lt;/b&gt; &lt;strike&gt;They all know they all know they all know&lt;/strike&gt; They all know. &lt;strike&gt;help me&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;b&gt;[/&lt;/b&gt;CHRISTIAN&lt;b&gt;]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone's got anything to say to me, go on. I'd be happy to tell you to shove it up your arse.</content>
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    <title>008</title>
    <published>2008-05-24T18:35:56Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-24T18:36:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;strike&gt;Fucking bitch I'm going to----no, I'm not auuuuuuuuugh&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I've got detention three nights a week for the rest of the school year. &lt;strike&gt;It wasn't even fucking worth it, he was so fucking mad&lt;/strike&gt; It was worth it.</content>
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    <title>007</title>
    <published>2008-05-05T05:47:00Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-05T08:42:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">My 18th was on Friday. Not much happened to document, which I suppose is why I forgot several times throughout the day that it actually &lt;i&gt;was&lt;/i&gt; my birthday. &lt;strike&gt;And of course the irony of waking up with fucking morning sickness on your birthday isn't something you want to keep in your mind&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;strike&gt;Ashlyn keeps staring at me in the hallways, I wonder what that bint has planned&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;strike&gt;God I'm bitchy today&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Davy, sorry I missed practice today. I've been feeling kind of sick lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who's ready for the match against Ravenclaw this month?</content>
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    <title>006</title>
    <published>2008-04-21T01:11:18Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-21T01:11:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;strike&gt;Motherfucker, stupid fucking &lt;i&gt;Queen Bee&lt;/i&gt; bint, fucking going to wring her neck if I ever find out who---mind her own damn business, jesus christ---&lt;/strike&gt;</content>
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    <title>005</title>
    <published>2008-03-29T05:55:41Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-29T05:56:14Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;[&lt;/b&gt;PRIVATE&lt;b&gt;]&lt;/b&gt; So I've decided.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there's no chance of a resolution, I won't tell him. But I can't just sit here and keep this to myself. I can't just &lt;i&gt;not&lt;/i&gt; tell him, but I mean, after everything, I don't want to fuck up his life with this too. Not if he doesn't actually want me around. Not if he'd only be in it out of obligation. That's--I'd rather do it alone than have that, although fuck knows how I'll do this alone. Mum and Dad are more than likely going to throw me out when they find out, make me deal with my own mistakes or something and I don't want to run to Fred or Stef with this, so... I don't know. It's not like I know how I'd manage to do it with him, either, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just don't know. And I'm telling myself that I'm not going to worry about it until I have to deal with it. I'll start to worry about things once this Hogsmeade weekend is over &lt;strike&gt;if he'll even come, ugh&lt;/strike&gt;, and... Two weeks. I'm only two weeks. I've got a little while before---ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't &lt;i&gt;believe&lt;/i&gt; my life has fucked itself over this much in just two weeks. &lt;b&gt;[/&lt;/b&gt;PRIVATE&lt;b&gt;]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;[&lt;/b&gt;E, G, &amp; M&lt;b&gt;]&lt;/b&gt; I figure I might at well let this out to you three, since you're going to find out about it soon enough anyway. I just first want to get your word that you'll never whisper a word of this outside the walls of our dorm to anyone, even to each other. I swear to God, you've got to &lt;i&gt;promise&lt;/i&gt;, and if you even think there's a chance you'll end up slipping up, tell me not to tell you. &lt;b&gt;[/&lt;/b&gt;E, G, &amp; M&lt;b&gt;]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid3"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;[&lt;/b&gt;CHRISTIAN&lt;b&gt;]&lt;/b&gt; &lt;strike&gt;I--&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;strike&gt;You probably hate me but--&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;strike&gt;Can we talk?&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;strike&gt;Jaysus fucking--&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;strike&gt;There's something you should know&lt;/strike&gt; I know you probably... well, probably can't stand to look at me right now, but well, &lt;strike&gt;fuck&lt;/strike&gt; if there's any tiny, hidden part of you that doesn't completely hate my guts, I would really like to see you at the Hogsmeade weekend next month. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to apologize, however belatedly. If nothing else, I just... I want to apologize. Please. &lt;b&gt;[/&lt;/b&gt;CHRISTIAN&lt;b&gt;]&lt;/b&gt;</content>
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    <title>004</title>
    <published>2008-03-27T20:28:57Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-27T20:28:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Ugggh I feel horrid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dodderidge, if you gave me whatever you're coming down with, I'm going to be Very Upset.</content>
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    <title>003</title>
    <published>2008-03-16T21:32:06Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-16T21:32:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;[&lt;/b&gt;PRIVATE&lt;b&gt;]&lt;/b&gt; That fucking bastard, I &lt;i&gt;honestly&lt;/i&gt; thought I could have---I couldn't even &lt;i&gt;tell&lt;/i&gt;, he always made me feel like there couldn't &lt;i&gt;possibly&lt;/i&gt; be anyone else, but--fucking idiot, that's what I was. How could I have even expected that he'd be faithful when I'm not around? Of course, the stupid bint is another student just like me, but I bet you &lt;i&gt;her&lt;/i&gt; mum let her stay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could have stayed, would it have made any difference?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck it, I don't know, I don't &lt;i&gt;want&lt;/i&gt; to know. I hate him so much. &lt;b&gt;[/&lt;/b&gt;PRIVATE&lt;b&gt;]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;[&lt;/b&gt;ASHLYN&lt;b&gt;]&lt;/b&gt; So sorry I didn't have time to address you as the traitorous bitch you are before, but if it'll suffice, I'd like you to know &lt;i&gt;now&lt;/i&gt; that if you ever speak to me or come near me again, I am going to fucking kill you. I swear to God. Fuck you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, and don't count on my being at Feminist Club meetings any more. The thought of being in the same room with you makes me sick. &lt;b&gt;[/&lt;/b&gt;ASHLYN&lt;b&gt;]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been doing some Spring cleaning over my break. Got rid of all the flith in my life all in one night, isn't that lovely?</content>
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    <title>002</title>
    <published>2008-02-17T02:44:37Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-17T02:44:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;[&lt;/b&gt;PRIVATE&lt;b&gt;]&lt;/b&gt; ASDFK;LJA;SDFIWOE;RJASKDFJ ADS;LFJAI;SODFJA SDFKJLAS;D FIOJAS;DFOIJASD;LKFJA SDIFO OH MY GOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHERE IS GRETA? WHY IS SHE NOT HERE? OR AROUND? TO LITSEN TO ME. BECAUSE I HAVE SO MUCH TO SAY. SO MUCH. OH MY GOD. I'M FREAKING OUT. I'M ON A SUGAR HIGH AND FREAKING OUT. AND MY SISTER IS NOWHERE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THAT WAS THE BEST SHAG EVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH MY &lt;i&gt;GOD&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;b&gt;[/&lt;/b&gt;PRIVATE&lt;b&gt;]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;[&lt;/b&gt;ELIZA&lt;b&gt;]&lt;/b&gt; ELIZA ELIZA YOU'LL NEVER GUESS WHAT HAPPENED TODAY &lt;b&gt;[/&lt;/b&gt;ELIZA&lt;b&gt;]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid3"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;[&lt;/b&gt;CHRISTIAN&lt;b&gt;]&lt;/b&gt; I miss you already. &lt;b&gt;[/&lt;/b&gt;CHRISTIAN&lt;b&gt;]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valentine's Day is &lt;i&gt;the&lt;/i&gt; best holiday in the history of &lt;i&gt;ever&lt;/i&gt;, don't let anyone tell you otherwise! And no, I'm not just saying this because I've had far too many enchanted gummy bears in the past ten minutes to ever be considered healthy!</content>
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    <title>001</title>
    <published>2008-01-29T02:33:17Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-29T02:33:17Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;[&lt;/b&gt;CHRISTIAN&lt;b&gt;]&lt;/b&gt; February 16th. You should--nay, &lt;i&gt;must&lt;/i&gt;--come see me in Hogsmeade on February 16th. &lt;b&gt;[/&lt;/b&gt;CHRISTIAN&lt;b&gt;]&lt;/b&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:scribbld.com:atom1:ingrids:435</id>
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    <title>ingrid h.a. catchlove →「the headstrong rebel」</title>
    <published>2008-01-13T08:33:10Z</published>
    <updated>2013-02-16T14:17:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img style="border:1px solid #DDDDDD; padding: 12px" width="300px" height="150px" src="http://i47.tinypic.com/34zapup.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img style="border:1px solid #DDDDDD; padding: 17px" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i187/jedijaya/Profiles/ingrid.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="550" bgcolor="#DBDBDB" cellpadding="6" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;table width="540" bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td height="6" bgcolor="#f0d23b"&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;font size="3" color="#f0d23b" face="lucida grande"&gt;CATCHLOVE, INGRID H.A.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="trebuchet ms" color="#999999"&gt;she's got a smile that seems to me reminds me of childhood memories&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="trebuchet ms" color="#999999"&gt;&lt;b&gt;FULL NAME:&lt;/b&gt; Ingrid Heather Annika Catchlove&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;NEE:&lt;/b&gt; n/a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;NAME MEANING:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ingrid;&lt;/i&gt; Of Scandanavian and Old Norse origin, meaning 'Ing's beauty.' Ing was a god of earth's fertility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Heather;&lt;/i&gt; Of Middle English origin, meaning an evergreen flowering plant which thrives on peaty barren lands, as in Scotland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Annika;&lt;/i&gt; Of Dutch origin, a variant on the name Anna, meaning 'favored grace.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;AGE:&lt;/b&gt; 21&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;BIRTHDATE:&lt;/b&gt; 2 May 1961&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;NATIONALITY:&lt;/b&gt; English &amp; Dutch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;BLOODLINE:&lt;/b&gt; Halfblood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SEXUALITY:&lt;/b&gt; Heterosexual&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;STATUS:&lt;/b&gt; Dating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCHOOLING:&lt;/b&gt; Gryffindor, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft &amp; Wizardry, Class of 1979&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;OCCUPATION:&lt;/b&gt; Waitress&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;FORMER OCCUPATIONS:&lt;/b&gt; Store Clerk, Madam Malkin's&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;font size="3" color="#f0d23b" face="lucida grande"&gt;THE INTERIOR&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="trebuchet ms" color="#999999"&gt;where everything was fresh as the bright blue sky&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="trebuchet ms" color="#999999"&gt;&lt;b&gt;FIRST IMPRESSION:&lt;/b&gt; You can definitely tell that Ingrid is a Gryffindor from first meeting. Bubbly, playful, and sometimes quite loud, her personality is the kind that just makes you happy to be around, and is one that leaves her face difficult to forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;IN DEPTH:&lt;/b&gt; Ingrid's personality should probably come with a warning label to keep away the weak-hearted and meek. Her loud, vivacious, spontaneous way of conducting herself is often overwhelming for those who aren't prepared to keep up with her. With a seemingly endless supply of energy, she can go on for a long time with her personal volume blasting and wear out anyone and everyone around her ten times over before finally falling to the floor herself. There are two kinds of people--those who love her for this, and those who hate her for it. You'd had just better figure out which one you are beforehand, because once you're in with Ingrid, you're for a good, long while. &lt;br /&gt;It comes as no surprise to anyone who knows her that Ingrid is a Gryffindor. She posesses many of the typical characteristics of the red and gold, most notably her tendency to do things without thinking. She's very much a girl governed by her own heart, and a girl who does what she wants no matter what anyone else says. After facing some unpleasant consequences for this several (hundred) times in a row, Ingrid tried to change that aspect of herself, but despite her most conscious efforts she continues to be very prone to this. Rashness, and her signature hot temper, are her most crippling vices, but two things that prove to be difficult to control.&lt;br /&gt;Despite her vices, however, Ingrid does have her own set of redeeming qualities. Those who don't tire of her energy and optimism find it invigorating and a pleasant presence in their lives. She also has a good moral core thanks to her strict and proper upbringing, and has a very distinct sense of what is right and wrong. Ingrid believes strongly in taking your mistakes and learning from them instead of trying to forget about them, no matter how difficult living with them may be. This can be a hard rule to follow for her, because Ingrid personally has a very long history of making big mistakes in her life, making it a testament to her determination that she hasn't just given up and taken the easy road yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;LIKES:&lt;/b&gt; Quidditch, having a good time, Greta, Christian, gummy bears and ice cream, red and gold, Go Go Gryffindor!, making fun of Ravenclaws, singing out loud, sleeping in, running around in the rain, giving Christian heart attacks, Chelsea football, riding horses, going swimming, skinny dipping (even better!), and firewhiskey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;DISLIKES:&lt;/b&gt; You-Know-Who, stupid little bitches, stupid little bitches kissing my boyfriend, stupid little bitches telling secrets, stupid little bitches like Ashlyn Cooper, being enormous, Slytherins, prejudice, working a menial job, studying, Ravenclaws who think they know it all, making plans, and organization.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;ALIGNMENT:&lt;/b&gt; Anti-Voldemort&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;PATRONUS:&lt;/b&gt; Horse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;BOGGART:&lt;/b&gt; Losing Greta, whether it be in an emotional or physical capacity. Losing her twin sister would be much like losing a part of herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;FAMILIAR:&lt;/b&gt; n/a &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;font size="3" color="#f0d23b" face="lucida grande"&gt;THE EXTERIOR&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="trebuchet ms" color="#999999"&gt;now and then when i see her face&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="trebuchet ms" color="#999999"&gt;&lt;b&gt;HEIGHT:&lt;/b&gt; 5'7"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WEIGHT:&lt;/b&gt; 116 lbs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;HAIR:&lt;/b&gt; Blonde&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;EYES:&lt;/b&gt; Blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;DEFINING FEATURES:&lt;/b&gt; It's pretty difficult to have defining features when you're a twin, but after Greta had the brilliant idea of dying her hair brunette, Ingrid's blonde hair has been her most telling attribute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MANNER OF DRESS:&lt;/b&gt; Ingrid style of dress tends to be a throwback to the going-out hippieish style of the 1960's. She likes peasant skirts and bright colors and airy materials, and she will have her jeans distressed and torn, thank you. A stark contrast with the sort of clothes that her mother dressed her in every Sunday for church as a child, Ingrid dresses much more freestyle. She's got a large collection of band t-shirts in her closet and likes to mix and match things without much real interest in what makes sense together---as long as it looks good, she's satisfied. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td height="6" bgcolor="#f0d23b"&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;font size="3" color="#f0d23b" face="lucida grande"&gt;OF FRIENDS AND FOES&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="trebuchet ms" color="#999999"&gt;she takes me away to that special place&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="trebuchet ms" color="#999999"&gt;&lt;b&gt;PARENTS:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Father;&lt;/i&gt; Henrich Catchlove&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mother;&lt;/i&gt; Marian Catchlove neé Tenbrook&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SIBLINGS:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Brother;&lt;/i&gt; Fredrick Briar Xander Catchlove&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sister;&lt;/i&gt; Stefana Gardenia Willemina Catchlove&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Twin;&lt;/i&gt; Greta Dahlia Liesbeth Catchlove&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;OTHER:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Cousin;&lt;/i&gt; Kirby Catchlove&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SIGNIFICANT OTHER:&lt;/b&gt; Christian Entwhistle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;CHILDREN:&lt;/b&gt; Kevin Christian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;PAST RELATIONSHIPS:&lt;/b&gt; Alexandrakis Smith, Derek Dobbs, Ralph Merridew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;BEST FRIEND:&lt;/b&gt; Greta Catchlove&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;FRIENDS:&lt;/b&gt; Miranda Dodderidge, Gillian Bones, Eliza Alderton, Iris Conway, Brianna O'Hara, Lucy Martin, Rosamund Wyndham&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;ENEMIES:&lt;/b&gt; Ashlyn Cooper&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td height="6" bgcolor="#f0d23b"&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;font size="3" color="#f0d23b" face="lucida grande"&gt;THE LIFE AND TIMES&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="trebuchet ms" color="#999999"&gt;and if i stare too long i'd probably break down and cry&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="trebuchet ms" color="#999999"&gt;&lt;b&gt;BIRTHPLACE:&lt;/b&gt; Chelsea, England&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;CURRENT RESIDENCE:&lt;/b&gt; London, England&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SOCIAL STATUS:&lt;/b&gt; Lower class. Ingrid comes from a moderately wealthy family, but living alone she and Christian make a very meager living for themselves; just enough to survive on, most days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;HISTORY:&lt;/b&gt; It was a warm afternoon in the town of Chelsea, England when Ingrid Heather Annika Catchlove, crazy names and all, made her screaming debut into the world, a mere six minutes before her twin sister, Greta (Dahlia Liesbeth, that is). It was May 2, 1961, and parents Henrich and Marian had just doubled their brood, and tripled their trouble. Greta and Ingrid joined big brother and sister Frederick (Briar Xander) and Stefana (Gardenia Willemina), but after sharing a womb together, it almost seemed as if the two could have cared less about having other children in the house. For much of their childhood, the twins were nearly connected at the hip, despite their slightly conflicting personalities.&lt;br /&gt;The girls were born into a life of moderate privelage, as well as a home ruled very strongly by religion and proper conduct. Henrich, a Muggleborn lawyer and the son of a preacher, very strongly believed in making sure that his children were always on their best behavior. He had a strict set of rules that everyone was required to follow, and was interested in maintaining a sense of order in a household which had otherwise become child-filled, crazy, and chaotic. Marian, who stayed home with the four Catchlove children during the day, was like-minded, but a deal more lenient than her husband. Whether it was sneaking them sweets before dinnertime, or allowing them to built forts under the dining room table, she was more willing to allow the kids to be kids--as long as they didn't act up, which none of them would have dreamed of. If crossed, the punishments that their mother could give out were often worse than those that came from their father.&lt;br /&gt;As Ingrid got older, she began to grow closer to her older brother. In a house where Stefana, Greta, and their parents were the generally calm and composed types of people, spazzy Frederick and Ingrid banded together and bonded despite their age difference. It was devastating for Ingrid when Frederick was discovered to be a Squib; after learning that he would not be allowed to go to Hogwarts with her, she spent several years insisting that she would not go either. But her mind was changed--as they all knew it would be--upon receiving her own letter in unison with Greta's, and Ingrid did finally decide to go off to learn witchcraft at age 11.&lt;br /&gt;It was no wonder to anyone when the young girl was sorted into Gryffindor, her stubbornness and loud personality being her most defining features. She made fast friends with the other girls in her dorm, and soon the five of them were a tight and exclusive circle which would stay strong for all seven years of Hogwarts. Ingrid wasn't afraid to venture out of that circle, however, and quickly became involved in many of the activities that Hogwarts had to offer, including joining the Feminist Club and making the spot of Chaser for the Gryffindor quidditch team in her third year. Despite not having Frederick around, Ingrid was enjoying Hogwarts and all it had to offer to its very fullest; that was, until she found something that she wanted that couldn't be found inside its' hallowed walls.&lt;br /&gt;In December of 1978, Ingrid's seventh year, she met a man by the name of Christian Entwhistle on a trip to Hogsmeade. Christian, a graduated Ravenclaw a good deal older than she was, caught her eye in Honeydukes' and changed her life forever. More than knowing that her parents wouldn't approve of her dating a man five years her senior, Ingrid decided to keep her relationship with Christian a secret to all her family but Greta. She saw him on holidays and pined over him when she was stuck at school, which proved to make the last half of her seventh year nearly unbearable. Still, she kept telling herself that when she turned 18 and left Hogwarts, she'd be able to tell her parents about him and see him all the time; she could keep it a secret until then, right? Wrong. &lt;br /&gt;If there was anything Ingrid never expected out of her relationship with Christian, it was getting pregnant at 17. It was March of 1979, a good four months before she would graduate, and she was going to have a baby by a man that her parents didn't even know existed. Ingrid barely pulled off covering up her pregnancy until she was out of school (to her parents; that did not include the Hogwarts population, who all knew the scandal by then). However, it would not have mattered if she had told them a million years in advance--Henrich and Marian were still shocked and angered by their daughter's stupidity and her boyfriend's indiscretion. Ingrid was given an ultimatum: cut Christian out of her life, or give up any hope of help from her parents. Despite everyone telling her not to, she chose the latter and very suddenly was pushed out into the world of adulthood, completely unprepared.&lt;br /&gt;Living with Christian is not proving to be easy. As much as she loves him, Ravenclaws and Gryffindors are simply just not compatible personality-wise, and this is a cause for frequent arguments about how the other does things or conducts themself. Add on top of that the hormones of a pregnant girl, inhibitions of two very inexperienced parents-to-be, and their constant financial troubles, life within their little flat has not cut them any breaks. But they are determined to make things work, and Ingrid is even more determined to show her parents that she can be mature and take responsibility for her mistakes, and grow from them.  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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