<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8509327097383913245</id><updated>2012-01-06T23:52:42.578-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dawnoflights preview</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingjetcars.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509327097383913245/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingjetcars.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Xinyi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1Jls754EqHo/Twf5tbEWquI/AAAAAAAACDo/jGetB9nOFjs/s220/6595041083_ed82f84acc_b.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8509327097383913245.post-1721522053643591680</id><published>2009-10-02T22:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T23:17:00.965-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fated by Ayumi Hamasaki</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"A woman once asked me: “What was your greatest time on earth?” And I said: “From one to nine. After that, it’s been all downhill.” She was surprised and asked me why. I said, Because my mother loved me, my brothers loved me, and every day after school we would play ball in the streets. Life was sweet potatoes, punch ball, and ice cream. Before nine, I didn’t do a damn thing but smile. I didn’t even know we were poor. Then at nine, I found out about homework — and it never stopped. From nine until now, at eighty, there are tasks. Duties. Things are expected." - Mel Brooks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manarie li que vaqeriao. &lt;a href="http://prettynightmares.blogspot.com/"&gt;At vver eos et accusam dignissum qui blandit est praesent luptatum&lt;/a&gt; delenit aigue excepteur sint occae. &lt;s&gt;Et harumd dereud&lt;/s&gt; facilis est er expedit distinct. Yoii rockem sockem mow-em yown. Manarie li que vaqeriao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Occae et harumb bet theap. &lt;b&gt;Est praesent luptatum.&lt;/b&gt; Ha! Bis nostrud exercitation ullam mmodo consequet. Duis aute in voluptate velit esse cillum dolore eu fugiat nulla pariatur. At vver eos et accusam dignissum qui blandit est praesent luptatum delenit aigue excepteur sint occae. Et harumd dereud facilis est er expedit distinct. Et harumd dereud facilis est er expedit distinct. Yoii rockem sockem mow-em yown. Manarie li que vaqeriao. Occae et harumb bet theap. Est praesent luptatum. &lt;i&gt;Dignissum qui blandit est praesent luptatum delenit aigue excepteur sint occae.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Et harumd dereud facilis est er expedit distinct. Et harumd dereud facilis est er expedit distinct. Yoii rockem sockem mow-em yown. Manarie li que vaqeriao. Occae et harumb bet theap. Est praesent luptatum. Ha! &lt;a href="http://prettynightmares.blogspot.com/"&gt;Bis nostrud exercitation ullam mmodo consequet.&lt;/a&gt; Duis aute in voluptate velit esse cillum dolore eu fugiat nulla pariatur. At vver &lt;u&gt;eos et accusam&lt;/u&gt; dignissum qui blandit est praesent luptatum delenit aigue excepteur sint occae. Et harumd dereud facilis est er expedit distinct.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Do you believe in fate&lt;br /&gt;A momentary encounter&lt;br /&gt;That changes everything in your life&lt;br /&gt;Before that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We notice it the moment our eyes meet someone's&lt;br /&gt;We come to feel it sure in contacting with him or her&lt;br /&gt;But then once&lt;br /&gt;We feel weak in the knees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wind strokes my cheeks and makes me feel real&lt;br /&gt;Whispering softly that this is not an illusion at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking that I couldn't reach your voice&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking that this dream wouldn't come true&lt;br /&gt;But the person before my eyes is&lt;br /&gt;You see? No one else but you&lt;br /&gt;Where does this road lead to&lt;br /&gt;And how does it continue?&lt;br /&gt;Even if I imagine them&lt;br /&gt;It's of course that I have no clue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel the more I wish to be strong&lt;br /&gt;The weaker my heart becomes in inverse proportion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shouted your name in tears&lt;br /&gt;I wished I wouldn't wake up, if it were a dream&lt;br /&gt;Ah, the person before my eyes was&lt;br /&gt;You see? No one else but you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only I had deserved your love&lt;br /&gt;As many as the times you said you loved me&lt;br /&gt;If only I had loved you&lt;br /&gt;As many as the times I said I loved you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave up, thinking that I couldn't reach your voice&lt;br /&gt;I gave up, thinking that this dream wouldn't come true&lt;br /&gt;You see? Though the person before my eyes was&lt;br /&gt;The real you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8509327097383913245-1721522053643591680?l=flyingjetcars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingjetcars.blogspot.com/feeds/1721522053643591680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://flyingjetcars.blogspot.com/2009/10/fated-by-ayumi-hamasaki.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509327097383913245/posts/default/1721522053643591680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509327097383913245/posts/default/1721522053643591680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingjetcars.blogspot.com/2009/10/fated-by-ayumi-hamasaki.html' title='Fated by Ayumi Hamasaki'/><author><name>Xinyi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1Jls754EqHo/Twf5tbEWquI/AAAAAAAACDo/jGetB9nOFjs/s220/6595041083_ed82f84acc_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
