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  <title>Comments on 'I am Ceirra'</title>
  <subtitle>Mondays. Confusing Mondays.
I was always so disoriented on Mondays. Here I was again, back at school, where did the weekend go? And today was particularly confusing. Because over the weekend, I had hooked up with a jock.
How utterly mind-boggling.
I wondered how he would act today, and couldn't quite silence a little nagging voice that kept suggesting he had been faking it all weekend. I was surprised how much that bothered me... how much that _hurt_ to think about. Wasn't it a little quick to be feeling so strongly about a person? A jock, no less? But he hadn't seemed so jockish this weekend... surely he couldn't have faked that... And the _kissing._ Oh, that was like nothing I'd felt before. I sighed.
Confusing Mondays.
And then Brit suddenly popped up. As if I'm not muddled enough.
&amp;quot;Hi!&amp;quot; she said, smiling.
I stared at her, wondering what could possibly have possessed her to talk to me in this sudden, happy manner.
Mondays are so perplexing.</subtitle>
  <updated>2008-10-02T02:41:13Z</updated>
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    <title type="text">Comment on I am Ceirra</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;woah&amp;#8230; is it a monday? hmm, i feel just a confused as her&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-10-02T02:41:13Z</published>
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      <name>Dreamt of Turquoise</name>
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    <title type="text">Comment on I am Ceirra</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Cooper, that&amp;#8217;s  what possessed her.&lt;br /&gt;LoA&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-06-10T15:05:29Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>Dr. Mousse</name>
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    <title type="text">Comment on I am Ceirra</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;wth hahahahah&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-06-10T01:23:25Z</published>
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      <name>snakepandafox&lt;3</name>
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