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  <title>Comments on 'Shakespeare Academy'</title>
  <subtitle>I gave Hermia the cold shoulder throughout the rest of free period pretending to read my copy of Shakespeare's Sonnets. i was so relieved when the bell signaling the end of my torture. I grabbed my stuff and ran out as fast as i could down the hall, to the left, then right, middle fork, loop-de-loop, diagnal, cul-de-sac, upside down, spiral down, and then a left to the door on my right. My next class. Poise. Alackaday! I stumbled into the room hoping Hermia wasn't in this class. LUCK! There was no sight of Hermia....or Demetrius for that matter (sob!) but i did see some new kid. For some strange reason it looked like he had horns. Taking a closer look i noticed that they were indeed real, bonefied, honest-to-goodness, HORNS! What the --???</subtitle>
  <updated>2008-03-05T01:32:16Z</updated>
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    <title type="text">Comment on Shakespeare Academy</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Go puck!&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-03-05T01:32:16Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>OrangeOreos</name>
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    <title type="text">Comment on Shakespeare Academy</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;yay! puck!&lt;br /&gt;LoA&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-03-04T22:01:03Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>paper flowers</name>
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    <title type="text">Comment on Shakespeare Academy</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;haha&amp;#8230; i love how your next class is poise, and then you stumble into the room. :)&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt; YAY , NEW  CHARACTER !&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-03-04T21:29:28Z</published>
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      <name>invisibility_disability</name>
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    <title type="text">Comment on Shakespeare Academy</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;aww, this is cute &lt;strong&gt;giggles&lt;/strong&gt; I like it. also, lackaday is one of my all time favorite words to spout at random intervals when I want to be dramatic :p&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-03-04T21:13:09Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>Blossom Ruoqen</name>
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