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  <title>Comments on 'Smitten [deja vu challenge]'</title>
  <subtitle>I was driving to work and I passed a teenager driving herself and two friends to high school. I smiled to myself.

I remember looking forward to each school day because there was a small chance that that one boy would notice me, say hi, or even trip and fall at my feet, just so I could say or do something to break the ice and begin a relationship. I would casually stalk the halls, looking for him and his posse. I would walk past pretending not to glance back at him. I would search for him in the cafeteria, between classes, and wistfully think about him while taking notes.

A huge emotional tide swept over me in the car. Euphoria, excitement, elation, a surge of adrenaline and hormones I haven't felt since those mornings long past. I relived the giddiness, the swooning heights of cloud nine and it was a shock. I had forgotten how smitten felt.

Thinking about those days brought it all back, vividly. I felt a loss when I parked the car and had to open the door, bursting my bubble of memory, and face reality.</subtitle>
  <updated>2008-05-09T07:23:37Z</updated>
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    <title type="text">Comment on Smitten [deja vu challenge]</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;So sweet, made me think about just what you were describing (of course, my friends, not me..  I never stalked anyone&amp;#8230;)&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-05-09T07:23:37Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>ZoraAisling</name>
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    <title type="text">Comment on Smitten [deja vu challenge]</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;I like the ending; sometime all of us break out of that lovely little bubble with our fuzzy thoughts. Thank you very much for entering! I really appreciate it.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-05-06T16:37:23Z</published>
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      <name>NightMaiden</name>
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