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      <title>Progress of Events In My Life (My Personal TImeline HW) by Raven Nañas Lucido</title>
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      <pubDate>2018-03-09 13:24:58 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>1 - Birth</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>I'd say the first most significant event in my life would be my birth. I mean, I wouldn't be here at all if I weren't birthed by my mother wouldn't I?</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2018-03-12 02:16:12 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>2 - Childhood</title>
         <author>lvcidoraven</author>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>At this point of my life, I developed emotions, met many different people who shaped me into who I am today, learned a lot of stuff about myself, and a whole lot of other things. All of these events that had occurred during my childhood has made me who I am today.</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2018-03-12 02:30:23 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>3 - Puberty</title>
         <author>lvcidoraven</author>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>This is the point where I start to learn a little more about real life. I start to grow both mentally and physically. My tastes in things change gradually and I start to see things differently</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2018-03-12 02:38:55 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>4 - Learning to Develop Relationships</title>
         <author>lvcidoraven</author>
         <link>https://padlet.com/lvcidoraven/u9ev5lv0jncb/wish/240679537</link>
         <description><![CDATA[<div>By this time, I've mustered up a lot of courage to ask a crush of mine out. This is technically the first relationship I got into, but it wasn't really all that serious since we were just kids playing around back then.</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2018-03-12 03:02:23 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>4a - First Serious Relationship</title>
         <author>lvcidoraven</author>
         <link>https://padlet.com/lvcidoraven/u9ev5lv0jncb/wish/240679883</link>
         <description><![CDATA[<div>I got into my first serious relationship back when I was around 15. It was the kind of relationship where you two would actually&nbsp;get to actually know each other first. That relationship revolved on accountability to each other and constant listening to each other's rants. It lasted for about a year and a half. I hadn't been in another relationship since then.</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2018-03-12 03:05:26 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>5 - Meeting New People</title>
         <author>lvcidoraven</author>
         <link>https://padlet.com/lvcidoraven/u9ev5lv0jncb/wish/240681103</link>
         <description><![CDATA[<div>I've spent most of my life in a single school. I never really transferred in fear of leaving my old friends behind. But at some point, my old school's environment took a toll on me. Things were too toxic and I didn't seem to grow there anymore. I transferred to another school for 10th grade. It was at that point where things changed significantly</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2018-03-12 03:15:48 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>5a - New School, New Set of Friends</title>
         <author>lvcidoraven</author>
         <link>https://padlet.com/lvcidoraven/u9ev5lv0jncb/wish/240681563</link>
         <description><![CDATA[<div>When I transferred to a different school for 10th grade, I met a whole new set of classmates. Almost every one of them were the type of people I could totally vibe with. They were being themselves and that was something I couldn't do in my previous school. So I decided to be myself as well, and well, it had a positive effect. Everyone seemed to like me and I didn't even have to try. It was like we were all on the same wave.</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2018-03-12 03:19:22 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>5b - 10th Grade Classmates</title>
         <author>lvcidoraven</author>
         <link>https://padlet.com/lvcidoraven/u9ev5lv0jncb/wish/240682060</link>
         <description><![CDATA[<div>Out of all of the circles I became a part of, it was the people from my class in 10th grade who I had  the most solid relationships with. Even until now, we're all still in touch with each other even though we're all in different schools now. (Which isn't entirely true, though. A lot of us went to either the same school or same area for 11th grade.)</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2018-03-12 03:23:15 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>5c - Organizations and Mentors</title>
         <author>lvcidoraven</author>
         <link>https://padlet.com/lvcidoraven/u9ev5lv0jncb/wish/240682679</link>
         <description><![CDATA[<div>During my time at 10th grade, I became a part of various teams in a youth organization that I'm a part of. I became a part of the Events Coordination Team where we would carefully plan how our events would be executed. Eventually, I left because most of the people I knew had also left. Right now, I'm a part of the Media Team, which aligns a lot with my interests: Design, Photography, and other related stuff. I'm being mentored by the people who run the team. They teach me stuff about designing posters, social media announcements, and about the programs that we use for making them.</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2018-03-12 03:28:09 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>6 - Moving Up to 11th Grade</title>
         <author>lvcidoraven</author>
         <link>https://padlet.com/lvcidoraven/u9ev5lv0jncb/wish/240683369</link>
         <description><![CDATA[<div>This part of my life wasn't really all that emotional, really. A big reason would be because the relationships that had developed within my class were so solid, transferring to different schools wasn't so bad. We were all still in contact with each other even when we had moved to different schools. (Mostly because the schools we picked were near each other which is pretty funny.)</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2018-03-12 03:34:38 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>5d - Meeting the People From An Online Community I&#39;m Part Of</title>
         <author>lvcidoraven</author>
         <link>https://padlet.com/lvcidoraven/u9ev5lv0jncb/wish/240683889</link>
         <description><![CDATA[<div>I went to a photo shoot/get together of this group I'm in. I got to meet other creatives who were really good at their craft. Some of them were photographers, some ran clothing brands, some were local rappers, and so on. These people inspired me to do what I really want and what I was passionate about which drove me to go to an art school - iACADEMY.</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2018-03-12 03:39:30 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>7 - Getting Accepted into iACADEMY</title>
         <author>lvcidoraven</author>
         <link>https://padlet.com/lvcidoraven/u9ev5lv0jncb/wish/240684735</link>
         <description><![CDATA[<div>I never really thought my parents would allow me to enter an art school since they were never really supportive of it to begin with. But well, they actually did. It took quite some convincing but it happened. I was able to enter iACADEMY.</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2018-03-12 03:47:26 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>7a - Surviving PBL</title>
         <author>lvcidoraven</author>
         <link>https://padlet.com/lvcidoraven/u9ev5lv0jncb/wish/240684948</link>
         <description><![CDATA[<div>This would be my last entry for this timeline since I can't really think of anything anymore. Come to think of it, PBL really was quite a headache. I never really got to know how it worked until we had our PBL. And well, It really proved to be quite a challenge. We would sacrifice our rest days - times when we should be resting, to do shoots for our PBL. But hey, we survived. </div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2018-03-12 03:49:11 UTC</pubDate>
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