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	<title>Comments on: Countdown to College: A Meditation On Graduation</title>
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		<title>By: Maria</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Maria]]></dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I remember my high school graduation was supposed to be outside on the football field, but it stormed and we were moved in to the un-air conditioned auditorium at the last minute.  Everybody was sweating buckets, and those of us lucky enough to be in the back few rows started sneakily undressing just for a chance to cool down.  The weird geeky kid in class was playing on his gameboy for the duration of the entire ceremony.  Some kids, after getting their diplomas, did kartwheels across the stage, others moonwalked and did similar silly things.  I also just happened to luck out and walked next to my best friend while entering and leaving the auditorium. ]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I remember my high school graduation was supposed to be outside on the football field, but it stormed and we were moved in to the un-air conditioned auditorium at the last minute.  Everybody was sweating buckets, and those of us lucky enough to be in the back few rows started sneakily undressing just for a chance to cool down.  The weird geeky kid in class was playing on his gameboy for the duration of the entire ceremony.  Some kids, after getting their diplomas, did kartwheels across the stage, others moonwalked and did similar silly things.  I also just happened to luck out and walked next to my best friend while entering and leaving the auditorium.</p>
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