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	<title>Comments on: Blogging Through The Years: Sixth Grade</title>
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		<title>By: steph anne</title>
		<link>http://www.writingtoreachyou.com/2009/12/02/blogging-through-the-years-sixth-grade/comment-page-1/#comment-16741</link>
		<dc:creator>steph anne</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 04 Dec 2009 17:38:28 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I miss overalls but do NOT miss curling my bangs!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I miss overalls but do NOT miss curling my bangs!</p>
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		<title>By: Jordan</title>
		<link>http://www.writingtoreachyou.com/2009/12/02/blogging-through-the-years-sixth-grade/comment-page-1/#comment-16730</link>
		<dc:creator>Jordan</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 03 Dec 2009 23:31:01 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>This reminded me of how there are so many different niches  and social strata in schools. Moving between them can be a really painful process when you&#039;re going through it, and of course as a kid it&#039;s all hugely important. But thinking about it now, the dynamics are very interesting. Still, I&#039;m glad that I&#039;m now a grown up, and can be friends with whoever I want. It&#039;s much easier that way.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>This reminded me of how there are so many different niches  and social strata in schools. Moving between them can be a really painful process when you&#8217;re going through it, and of course as a kid it&#8217;s all hugely important. But thinking about it now, the dynamics are very interesting. Still, I&#8217;m glad that I&#8217;m now a grown up, and can be friends with whoever I want. It&#8217;s much easier that way.</p>
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		<title>By: MinD</title>
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		<dc:creator>MinD</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 03 Dec 2009 22:01:33 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Oh man, that bow! It kills me, ha.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Oh man, that bow! It kills me, ha.</p>
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		<title>By: ashley</title>
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		<dc:creator>ashley</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 03 Dec 2009 03:18:39 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Oh mannnnn. 6th grade. I was quite similar to you--on the fringe of the fringe. I remember I had two shirts I wore ALL THE TIME--one with a plastic smiley face on the front, the other with a heart filled with glitterly gel.

I made new friends in 6th grade, too. It was definitely a transitional year, but I remember 7th grade actually being the worst year for cliques and overall awkwardness.

Don&#039;t miss those days! Nope!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Oh mannnnn. 6th grade. I was quite similar to you&#8211;on the fringe of the fringe. I remember I had two shirts I wore ALL THE TIME&#8211;one with a plastic smiley face on the front, the other with a heart filled with glitterly gel.</p>
<p>I made new friends in 6th grade, too. It was definitely a transitional year, but I remember 7th grade actually being the worst year for cliques and overall awkwardness.</p>
<p>Don&#8217;t miss those days! Nope!</p>
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		<title>By: Stephany</title>
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		<dc:creator>Stephany</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 03 Dec 2009 01:56:21 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Oh, I love the picture! School pictures are the best. :)

And I just cringed when I read about throwing up in class. Ugh. I hate bringing attention to myself (especially in 6th grade) and throwing up is really the ultimate embarrassment. I&#039;m so sorry about that!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Oh, I love the picture! School pictures are the best. :)</p>
<p>And I just cringed when I read about throwing up in class. Ugh. I hate bringing attention to myself (especially in 6th grade) and throwing up is really the ultimate embarrassment. I&#8217;m so sorry about that!</p>
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		<title>By: Jane</title>
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		<dc:creator>Jane</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 02 Dec 2009 22:58:31 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Is it bad that your barfing story made me happy?  hah I actually did that in COLLEGE... so you made me feel a tad better about it! thanks! :)</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Is it bad that your barfing story made me happy?  hah I actually did that in COLLEGE&#8230; so you made me feel a tad better about it! thanks! :)</p>
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		<title>By: Lisa</title>
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		<dc:creator>Lisa</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 02 Dec 2009 22:36:15 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>It&#039;s embarrassing how uncool I was in 6th grade. I think it was literally impossible for me not to get cooler, because I hit rock bottom of uncool in middle school.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>It&#8217;s embarrassing how uncool I was in 6th grade. I think it was literally impossible for me not to get cooler, because I hit rock bottom of uncool in middle school.</p>
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		<title>By: Jaime</title>
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		<dc:creator>Jaime</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 02 Dec 2009 21:58:59 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I miss having overalls.  I need to get me some new ones.

I think this is my favorite year so far for you.  There is so much that you remember.
When I was in 6th grade I was one of the weird kids (in 7th grade my eventual best friend actually thought I was in special ed), we listened to Alanis and watched Tombstone over and over, because we didn&#039;t care what anyone thought of us.  We knew we were weird.  We embraced it.  And I was the weirdest of them all.

I miss feeling like I could embrace who I was, no matter what.  Sometimes I don&#039;t even know who I am, so it&#039;s hard to embrace.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I miss having overalls.  I need to get me some new ones.</p>
<p>I think this is my favorite year so far for you.  There is so much that you remember.<br />
When I was in 6th grade I was one of the weird kids (in 7th grade my eventual best friend actually thought I was in special ed), we listened to Alanis and watched Tombstone over and over, because we didn&#8217;t care what anyone thought of us.  We knew we were weird.  We embraced it.  And I was the weirdest of them all.</p>
<p>I miss feeling like I could embrace who I was, no matter what.  Sometimes I don&#8217;t even know who I am, so it&#8217;s hard to embrace.</p>
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		<title>By: Herding Cats</title>
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		<dc:creator>Herding Cats</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 02 Dec 2009 16:14:44 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>This is my favorite blogging through the years post you&#039;ve done. I think it&#039;s interesting how our choices (and friends) really shape and define who we become. Also, I kind of love the picture - it&#039;s sooooo 90s! This reminds me that I need to post my own blogging through the years soon!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>This is my favorite blogging through the years post you&#8217;ve done. I think it&#8217;s interesting how our choices (and friends) really shape and define who we become. Also, I kind of love the picture &#8211; it&#8217;s sooooo 90s! This reminds me that I need to post my own blogging through the years soon!</p>
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		<title>By: Carolyn</title>
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		<dc:creator>Carolyn</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 02 Dec 2009 11:13:01 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>My first reaction was OMG OVERALLS. haha. 

I didn&#039;t start middle school til seventh grade. I guess SoCal is odd that way. 

I really love reading your blogging through the years. It&#039;s kind of neat to see how certain experiences you remember that show us how it shaped you into the person you are today. I am kind of tempted to do it, but I don&#039;t think I could remember enough or finish it.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>My first reaction was OMG OVERALLS. haha. </p>
<p>I didn&#8217;t start middle school til seventh grade. I guess SoCal is odd that way. </p>
<p>I really love reading your blogging through the years. It&#8217;s kind of neat to see how certain experiences you remember that show us how it shaped you into the person you are today. I am kind of tempted to do it, but I don&#8217;t think I could remember enough or finish it.</p>
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