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  <title>Comments on 'You Are Awesome'</title>
  <subtitle> I've been planning this day for three weeks. It's the day I am going to ask out my love- on his shoe. 

 I know you are probably wondering why his shoe. Well, let me explain. He is moving to a different school, so he told everyone to sign his shoe on his last day. I've been planning what to say since he told us. Here's what I'm gonna write: 

_I'm going to miss you, so I must leave you with a last statement: I love you._ 

So I walk into school full of confidence. Only my best friend Kaitlyn knows my plan. She is talking my ear off until lunch - aka signing time. We walk into the cafeteria and find a big mob next to Michael's shoes. Taking a deep breath, I plunge into the crowd. Finally, I get my hands on a sharpie. I hesitate, then begin to write... 

_You are awesome!~ Claire_ 

You are awesome. How could I have been so stupid. </subtitle>
  <updated>2008-03-12T00:08:43Z</updated>
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    <title type="text">Comment on You Are Awesome</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Aww, probably for the best.  Always a bit of heartache with the last minute professions of love.  Trust me; I&amp;#8217;ve been on the receiving end a couple of times.&lt;br /&gt;LoA&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-03-12T00:08:43Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>THX 0477</name>
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    <title type="text">Comment on You Are Awesome</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;aww man, that stinks. I hope I never hold back when it comes to feelings. I do though and i found myself in almost exactly the same situation before&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-03-10T21:01:45Z</published>
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      <name>Blusparrow</name>
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