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	<title>Comments on: Embarassing moments</title>
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		<title>By: pris</title>
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		<description>Wow, that&#039;s a long list! Whenever I start thinking about my embarrassing moments, I think -- no one but me remembers my embarrassing moments. Like those army guys at Seletar Camp, no one will remember it or that it was you. Unfortunately, this &#039;method&#039; only helps me most times, not all the time ;)

Here&#039;s one for you ... when I boarded a double-decker bus, one of my high heel Candies flew off half way down the bus. I was the only one to get on at that stop. And it was all silence and stares while I hobbled the half mile to get my shoe. I just kept telling myself &quot;just suck it up, just suck it up ... it&#039;ll be over soon ...&quot; I don&#039;t even remember the bus ride back. But guess what, I finally just threw out that pair of shoes a couple months ago! Maybe that will help the memory fade!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Wow, that&#8217;s a long list! Whenever I start thinking about my embarrassing moments, I think &#8212; no one but me remembers my embarrassing moments. Like those army guys at Seletar Camp, no one will remember it or that it was you. Unfortunately, this &#8216;method&#8217; only helps me most times, not all the time <img src='http://s.wordpress.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_wink.gif' alt=';)' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
<p>Here&#8217;s one for you &#8230; when I boarded a double-decker bus, one of my high heel Candies flew off half way down the bus. I was the only one to get on at that stop. And it was all silence and stares while I hobbled the half mile to get my shoe. I just kept telling myself &#8220;just suck it up, just suck it up &#8230; it&#8217;ll be over soon &#8230;&#8221; I don&#8217;t even remember the bus ride back. But guess what, I finally just threw out that pair of shoes a couple months ago! Maybe that will help the memory fade!</p>
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