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	<description>Open your arms to change, but don&#039;t let go of your values</description>
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		<title>By: steve</title>
		<link>http://www.rebelliousarabgirl.net/2009/05/03/when-i-was-young/comment-page-1/#comment-44305</link>
		<dc:creator>steve</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 09 May 2009 03:49:23 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>So true it&#039;s not funny any more, and I don&#039;t know about you, but from my perspective, the music was better then.
The school kids getting better results in their exams nowadays because all the answers are easy to find online but the problem is some of them are still rather dumb.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>So true it&#8217;s not funny any more, and I don&#8217;t know about you, but from my perspective, the music was better then.<br />
The school kids getting better results in their exams nowadays because all the answers are easy to find online but the problem is some of them are still rather dumb.</p>
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		<title>By: Ahmed Masri</title>
		<link>http://www.rebelliousarabgirl.net/2009/05/03/when-i-was-young/comment-page-1/#comment-44266</link>
		<dc:creator>Ahmed Masri</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 07 May 2009 06:22:57 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>&lt;a href=&quot;#comment-44210&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;@Sapphire&lt;/a&gt; 

I hear that a lot.. about how puberty is a nightmarish time.. I don&#039;t know.. mine was a piece of cake. Barely noticed it...

I wonder if that means I haven&#039;t gone through puberty yet...</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a href="#comment-44210" rel="nofollow">@Sapphire</a> </p>
<p>I hear that a lot.. about how puberty is a nightmarish time.. I don&#8217;t know.. mine was a piece of cake. Barely noticed it&#8230;</p>
<p>I wonder if that means I haven&#8217;t gone through puberty yet&#8230;</p>
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		<title>By: Shu Fen</title>
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		<dc:creator>Shu Fen</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 05 May 2009 18:21:47 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>that&#039;s right!

LIFE SUCKS AND THEN YOU DIE.

&lt;a href=&quot;http://siahshufen.blogspot.com/&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;Vicissitudes of Life&lt;/a&gt;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>that&#8217;s right!</p>
<p>LIFE SUCKS AND THEN YOU DIE.</p>
<p><a href="http://siahshufen.blogspot.com/" rel="nofollow">Vicissitudes of Life</a></p>
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		<title>By: Dania</title>
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		<dc:creator>Dania</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 05 May 2009 11:02:17 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>*n it neva gets better &gt;&gt;&gt; lol</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>*n it neva gets better &gt;&gt;&gt; lol</p>
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		<title>By: Dania</title>
		<link>http://www.rebelliousarabgirl.net/2009/05/03/when-i-was-young/comment-page-1/#comment-44213</link>
		<dc:creator>Dania</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 05 May 2009 10:57:37 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>It&#039;s so true ..the  more  we get elder .. the more we realize how tough this life is .n  neva gets better .. nice post ! the pic that  u posted is so xpressive  !</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>It&#8217;s so true ..the  more  we get elder .. the more we realize how tough this life is .n  neva gets better .. nice post ! the pic that  u posted is so xpressive  !</p>
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		<title>By: Brian</title>
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		<dc:creator>Brian</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 05 May 2009 01:37:31 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>childhood for me is like this short poem i wrote many years ago in my high school creative writing course. 

My mother tunes the piano and i hear it echoing in the background as i shut the front door and continue to the hideout.
All my friends are in the street waiting for my arrival. The sun glints off my eye as i raise the bike and charge into the street. we were the local club, the fools nobody messed with :cool: 
the wind was a breeze and the fire within me began to churn as i thought about the secret lay hidden under the earth. the sound of rubber against metal made my stomach queasy for the treat to get was never easy.  :cry: 
we all looked into the darkness, knowing what was on the other side, but each of my friends stepping back when they realized i was going to be the first to fly. i hastened my glance, and hardened my grasp. as i looked on and never once looked back. the sun disappeared and the breathing of mine was all that i could divine. spider webbs and the sound of water in the tunnel made me quicken my step. light....oh beautiful wonderfgul light...i see it at the end. could it be. the darkness was subsiding...it was....THE END!! :grin: 
...........?
.....?
i looked up and saw that i was underneath the road, under a metal grate....thats it???
growing up ait all that great when all you do is end up in the ground anyways.  :evil:</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>childhood for me is like this short poem i wrote many years ago in my high school creative writing course. </p>
<p>My mother tunes the piano and i hear it echoing in the background as i shut the front door and continue to the hideout.<br />
All my friends are in the street waiting for my arrival. The sun glints off my eye as i raise the bike and charge into the street. we were the local club, the fools nobody messed with <img src='http://www.rebelliousarabgirl.net/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_cool.gif' alt=':cool:' class='wp-smiley' /><br />
the wind was a breeze and the fire within me began to churn as i thought about the secret lay hidden under the earth. the sound of rubber against metal made my stomach queasy for the treat to get was never easy.  <img src='http://www.rebelliousarabgirl.net/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_cry.gif' alt=':cry:' class='wp-smiley' /><br />
we all looked into the darkness, knowing what was on the other side, but each of my friends stepping back when they realized i was going to be the first to fly. i hastened my glance, and hardened my grasp. as i looked on and never once looked back. the sun disappeared and the breathing of mine was all that i could divine. spider webbs and the sound of water in the tunnel made me quicken my step. light&#8230;.oh beautiful wonderfgul light&#8230;i see it at the end. could it be. the darkness was subsiding&#8230;it was&#8230;.THE END!! <img src='http://www.rebelliousarabgirl.net/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_biggrin.gif' alt=':grin:' class='wp-smiley' /><br />
&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;..?<br />
&#8230;..?<br />
i looked up and saw that i was underneath the road, under a metal grate&#8230;.thats it???<br />
growing up ait all that great when all you do is end up in the ground anyways.  <img src='http://www.rebelliousarabgirl.net/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_evil.gif' alt=':evil:' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
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		<title>By: Sapphire</title>
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		<dc:creator>Sapphire</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 04 May 2009 22:13:58 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Yes being an adult today sucks but there is one thing I won&#039;t miss about being a kid is having to go through puberty again. It was crummy. Anybody miss heavy doses of hormones surging through their body and the side effects from that such as pimples, oily hair and skin and the wonderful mood swings? Yippee so much fun! NOT  :down:</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Yes being an adult today sucks but there is one thing I won&#8217;t miss about being a kid is having to go through puberty again. It was crummy. Anybody miss heavy doses of hormones surging through their body and the side effects from that such as pimples, oily hair and skin and the wonderful mood swings? Yippee so much fun! NOT  :down:</p>
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		<title>By: Joe-ann</title>
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		<dc:creator>Joe-ann</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 04 May 2009 19:20:02 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>For me not anymore. I enjoyed my childhood days just as much as I enjoy being a mother and a wife now.=) nice thought,you&#039;ve got me thinking.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>For me not anymore. I enjoyed my childhood days just as much as I enjoy being a mother and a wife now.=) nice thought,you&#8217;ve got me thinking.</p>
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		<title>By: impNERD</title>
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		<dc:creator>impNERD</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 04 May 2009 17:19:09 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I think it all depends on how well your childhood went.

There are specific things I miss, like having less responsibility, not having to worry about money, etc. But there are also quite a bit I don&#039;t miss. I always hated school. There are quite a few &quot;friends&quot; who I don&#039;t miss. And I definitely don&#039;t miss living in rural America. But meh... to each his/her own :)</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I think it all depends on how well your childhood went.</p>
<p>There are specific things I miss, like having less responsibility, not having to worry about money, etc. But there are also quite a bit I don&#8217;t miss. I always hated school. There are quite a few &#8220;friends&#8221; who I don&#8217;t miss. And I definitely don&#8217;t miss living in rural America. But meh&#8230; to each his/her own <img src='http://www.rebelliousarabgirl.net/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
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		<title>By: Mona</title>
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		<dc:creator>Mona</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 04 May 2009 16:46:03 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>You people are making me feel older than what I am!  :mad:</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>You people are making me feel older than what I am!  <img src='http://www.rebelliousarabgirl.net/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_mad.gif' alt=':mad:' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
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