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> <channel><title>Comments on: Confession: I Skipped School (A Lot!)</title> <atom:link href="http://www.gurl.com/2012/09/07/go-to-school-cut-school/feed/" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml" /><link>http://www.gurl.com/2012/09/07/go-to-school-cut-school/?utm_source=rss&#038;utm_medium=rss&#038;utm_campaign=go-to-school-cut-school</link> <description>A teen site and community for teenage girls</description> <lastBuildDate>Sat, 12 Jan 2013 15:36:44 +0000</lastBuildDate> <sy:updatePeriod>hourly</sy:updatePeriod> <sy:updateFrequency>1</sy:updateFrequency> <generator>http://wordpress.org/?v=3.5</generator> <item><title>By: Ab</title><link>http://www.gurl.com/2012/09/07/go-to-school-cut-school/comment-page-1/#comment-210750</link> <dc:creator>Ab</dc:creator> <pubDate>Sat, 03 Nov 2012 19:27:10 +0000</pubDate> <guid
isPermaLink="false">http://www.gurl.com/?p=78699#comment-210750</guid> <description><![CDATA[I did too, especially during the 8th and 9th grade. All my other friend goes to other school. I made a friend too, but we don&#039;t talks much because we don&#039;t have much in common. I only know that we are friend. It&#039;s meaningless anyway. The teacher giving out tons of homework and telling me to participate in class. Even though I&#039;m born in U.S.A I still cannot pronounce some word right. I could hear the girl behind me laughing about it. I know they are not bad people. I don&#039;t hold grudge. Maybe it&#039;s because I cannot speak out. I can&#039;t tells whether that&#039;s a good thing or not. I just don&#039;t want to be...insulted...or maybe its because I&#039;m too sensitive? Uh,...sensitive me, huh? This word always make me sarcastic. I skip on big day. I&#039;m not a smart student either. (As you may notice grammar error here.) I struggled through the project, and homework. It&#039;s not that I don&#039;t listen to the teacher. I take notes. Very good one in fact. But I just don&#039;t get it. Maybe I don&#039;t get life itself. Ah, the silent drama queen here, I admitted. But it&#039;s somehow the truth - too true.
This year, I makes friend. I present. Actually, I feel more comfortable in front of the class the longer I am there. I imagined everyone as carrot and lettuce - as my Chinese teacher tell me to. I even gave a guy who make fun of me a dead-glare in front of everybody else! They laugh of course. But I relaxed, I&#039;m getting a bit too comfortable, then, I don&#039;t want to be too comfortable either. So far this year, everything is going smoothly. I makes lots of new friend. My next silent goal is to be-friend with guy. And let&#039;s just hope I don&#039;t go all...boy on them, lol]]></description> <content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I did too, especially during the 8th and 9th grade. All my other friend goes to other school. I made a friend too, but we don&#8217;t talks much because we don&#8217;t have much in common. I only know that we are friend. It&#8217;s meaningless anyway. The teacher giving out tons of homework and telling me to participate in class. Even though I&#8217;m born in U.S.A I still cannot pronounce some word right. I could hear the girl behind me laughing about it. I know they are not bad people. I don&#8217;t hold grudge. Maybe it&#8217;s because I cannot speak out. I can&#8217;t tells whether that&#8217;s a good thing or not. I just don&#8217;t want to be&#8230;insulted&#8230;or maybe its because I&#8217;m too sensitive? Uh,&#8230;sensitive me, huh? This word always make me sarcastic. I skip on big day. I&#8217;m not a smart student either. (As you may notice grammar error here.) I struggled through the project, and homework. It&#8217;s not that I don&#8217;t listen to the teacher. I take notes. Very good one in fact. But I just don&#8217;t get it. Maybe I don&#8217;t get life itself. Ah, the silent drama queen here, I admitted. But it&#8217;s somehow the truth &#8211; too true.</p><p>This year, I makes friend. I present. Actually, I feel more comfortable in front of the class the longer I am there. I imagined everyone as carrot and lettuce &#8211; as my Chinese teacher tell me to. I even gave a guy who make fun of me a dead-glare in front of everybody else! They laugh of course. But I relaxed, I&#8217;m getting a bit too comfortable, then, I don&#8217;t want to be too comfortable either. So far this year, everything is going smoothly. I makes lots of new friend. My next silent goal is to be-friend with guy. And let&#8217;s just hope I don&#8217;t go all&#8230;boy on them, lol</p> ]]></content:encoded> </item> <item><title>By: g</title><link>http://www.gurl.com/2012/09/07/go-to-school-cut-school/comment-page-1/#comment-168607</link> <dc:creator>g</dc:creator> <pubDate>Fri, 21 Sep 2012 12:27:28 +0000</pubDate> <guid
isPermaLink="false">http://www.gurl.com/?p=78699#comment-168607</guid> <description><![CDATA[I also skipped a lot on my sixth grade, cause i lost all of my friends because of one jelous &#039;&#039;friend&quot;, that spread a roumor that im spreading roumors about others(wich i wasnt). Id tell my mom im having head aches and stuff like that, cause shool for me was a living hell back then.]]></description> <content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I also skipped a lot on my sixth grade, cause i lost all of my friends because of one jelous &#8221;friend&#8221;, that spread a roumor that im spreading roumors about others(wich i wasnt). Id tell my mom im having head aches and stuff like that, cause shool for me was a living hell back then.</p> ]]></content:encoded> </item> <item><title>By: Alicia</title><link>http://www.gurl.com/2012/09/07/go-to-school-cut-school/comment-page-1/#comment-165846</link> <dc:creator>Alicia</dc:creator> <pubDate>Sun, 16 Sep 2012 04:04:01 +0000</pubDate> <guid
isPermaLink="false">http://www.gurl.com/?p=78699#comment-165846</guid> <description><![CDATA[I did this too. Sixth grade through first semester sophomore year. And I only stopped because I got called into court, the first date being two days after my fifteenth birthday. I almost went to juvie, and was in court for just over a year before my case was dismissed. But I start ditching and being late again, the judge even said if I just start failing too many of my classes, I&#039;ll get called in again. So now I&#039;m forty credits behind my class and I go to an alternative school for credit recovery with gang members and druggies. I haven&#039;t seen my friends since last semester because kids at my school aren&#039;t allowed on the other high school campus.
But I go to school now.]]></description> <content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I did this too. Sixth grade through first semester sophomore year. And I only stopped because I got called into court, the first date being two days after my fifteenth birthday. I almost went to juvie, and was in court for just over a year before my case was dismissed. But I start ditching and being late again, the judge even said if I just start failing too many of my classes, I&#8217;ll get called in again. So now I&#8217;m forty credits behind my class and I go to an alternative school for credit recovery with gang members and druggies. I haven&#8217;t seen my friends since last semester because kids at my school aren&#8217;t allowed on the other high school campus.<br
/> But I go to school now.</p> ]]></content:encoded> </item> </channel> </rss