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  <title>Comments on 'That was it'</title>
  <subtitle>I got a phonecall late that night while enjoying some pizza and playing my heart out on Guitar Hero. 
I paused the game and picked up the phone with a mouthful of pizza.
&amp;quot;hewwow?&amp;quot;
&amp;quot;Hey man, it's Eric.&amp;quot;
&amp;quot;Ewic? Oh, hey!&amp;quot; i swallowed my pizza &amp;quot;What's up?&amp;quot;
He hesitated for a moment, which made me frown in anxious anticipation.
&amp;quot;Er... you're gonna hate me, but... Rachel wanted me to tell you that she thinks you guys should... break up...&amp;quot;
My eyes widened, and I nearly laughed.
&amp;quot;Why didn't she talk to me herself?&amp;quot;
&amp;quot;She didn't want you to get hurt...&amp;quot;
_WHAT?! It still hurts either way, so what does it matter?!?!_
I wasn't very surprised, for I can usually feel the inevitability of a break up when it's about to come. But not telling me herself??? That took me off gaurd... Rachel wasn't a shy one, and she was alot like me.
&amp;quot;Did she say why?&amp;quot;
&amp;quot;Eh, she said you would know...&amp;quot;
Ok, now I was lost...
&amp;quot;So... I think you should talk to her now about this...&amp;quot;
&amp;quot;Alright, cya.&amp;quot; I said, and hung up.</subtitle>
  <updated>2008-06-04T19:58:48Z</updated>
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    <title type="text">Comment on That was it</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;i argee. guitar hero owns. i totally own that game. huzzah =P&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-06-04T19:58:48Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>&#9829;Reel_Nice&#9829;</name>
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    <title type="text">Comment on That was it</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Funny scenario, despite the break-up, with the Guitar Hero and pizza-muffled conversation.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-06-04T17:00:16Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>THX 0477</name>
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