<?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-3966267466760596860</id><updated>2011-07-31T00:33:14.535+10:00</updated><category term='tattoo'/><category term='taste the tears'/><category term='persoanl'/><category term='creative writing'/><title type='text'>MOONIEGOONIE</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mooniegoonie.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3966267466760596860/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mooniegoonie.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>MOONIEGOONIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16872080938601674082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_35lmHR813Ww/SiJ1ggQjGsI/AAAAAAAAAAo/jgMFpqZVu4E/S220/th_prod_661_17932.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>8</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3966267466760596860.post-1297544789860710721</id><published>2009-06-11T13:28:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T13:55:42.300+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello, hello!&lt;br /&gt;Such a nice day I think i'll go for a jog...oh no thats right i was called into work!!! aghhh! Nice day off this turned out to be. haha! Oh well. I was just browsing through my youtube and thought id put up a video I made of Vampire Knight. Its a japanese show originated from a Comic book. Its about a school which has both a day class-humans-and a night class-beautiful non-human eating vampires. Yuki and Zero-human and prefects of the school knows about the night class being vampires and patrols to keep the humans safe if needed. However things change when Yuki finds out that Zero is turning into a vampire fom a bite he recieved when he was young. Zero finds it hard to protect while wanting Yuki's blood. He tries several times to rid his existance, however Yuki wont allow this to happen to him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaname a royal Vampire from the night class is one of the last pure bloods. He is very powerful and shares a large connection to Yuki, inwhich we find out later on that they are brother and sister-and Yuki is actually a vampire who has been chaged into human for her own protection. Gets a little confusing. But the best part is that Yuki has been in love with Kaname for years, while Zero has been hiding feelings for Yuki for years and Kaname (this is gross) has been hding that he and Yuki will marry when the time comes to give her memories back. (inbreed much) I believe Yuki should be with Zero-the passion and ache between them is irrevocable!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's my music video. I have twisted the story so it shows Zero leaving Yuki becuase he cant control his thirst for her. Hope ya like it :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Useni9AosXA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Useni9AosXA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3966267466760596860-1297544789860710721?l=mooniegoonie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mooniegoonie.blogspot.com/feeds/1297544789860710721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mooniegoonie.blogspot.com/2009/06/hello-hello-such-nice-day-i-think-ill.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3966267466760596860/posts/default/1297544789860710721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3966267466760596860/posts/default/1297544789860710721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mooniegoonie.blogspot.com/2009/06/hello-hello-such-nice-day-i-think-ill.html' title=''/><author><name>MOONIEGOONIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16872080938601674082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_35lmHR813Ww/SiJ1ggQjGsI/AAAAAAAAAAo/jgMFpqZVu4E/S220/th_prod_661_17932.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3966267466760596860.post-319240872599257305</id><published>2009-06-07T15:10:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T15:11:04.844+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>日安！&lt;br /&gt;是的，我已經找到了翻譯。雨！&lt;br /&gt;這就是為什麼我很炎熱，這就是為什麼，這就是為什麼，這就是為什麼我很熱。 -啊哈我一直在找你管的愛德華卡倫音樂與這首歌。神奇啊。任何誰我不知道科爾斯已經路口？又驚訝。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;無論如何，我得想溜走米奇電腦：對&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps的我寫我的名字了，這樣我就可以看到它翻譯&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;凱瑟琳&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;他，他看起來可怕&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3966267466760596860-319240872599257305?l=mooniegoonie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mooniegoonie.blogspot.com/feeds/319240872599257305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mooniegoonie.blogspot.com/2009/06/ps.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3966267466760596860/posts/default/319240872599257305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3966267466760596860/posts/default/319240872599257305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mooniegoonie.blogspot.com/2009/06/ps.html' title=''/><author><name>MOONIEGOONIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16872080938601674082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_35lmHR813Ww/SiJ1ggQjGsI/AAAAAAAAAAo/jgMFpqZVu4E/S220/th_prod_661_17932.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3966267466760596860.post-5680474835384931339</id><published>2009-06-04T14:56:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T15:07:42.937+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_35lmHR813Ww/SidWldHytmI/AAAAAAAAABw/0NArrvbXTug/s1600-h/fanart270kw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_35lmHR813Ww/SidWldHytmI/AAAAAAAAABw/0NArrvbXTug/s320/fanart270kw.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343334684370843234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MORNING!!!!!Its freezing and I need to go to work sooooon.. ahhh there goes my day :P&lt;br /&gt;But before i hop to it I'll share a link to my story Dare to dream. &lt;br /&gt;Heres a summary: &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lily Evans is now attending her seventh year of Hogwarts School of witch craft and wizardry. With a great loss leaving her distraught she is left vulnerable. The only other person who knows her deep and sorrow secret is the insufferable James Potter. Will she over come her hurt with the help of her mischievous opposition? And will it lead into his arms?&lt;br /&gt;Full of love, lust, pain and friendship between both the muggle and wizardry world’s lily is forced restlessly through time.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if your a fan of good old Harry Potter you might like that, if not... then maybe you should!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heres the link &lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/s/4698854/1/Dare_to_Dream"&gt;DARE TO DREAM&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3966267466760596860-5680474835384931339?l=mooniegoonie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mooniegoonie.blogspot.com/feeds/5680474835384931339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mooniegoonie.blogspot.com/2009/06/morningits-freezing-and-i-need-to-go-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3966267466760596860/posts/default/5680474835384931339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3966267466760596860/posts/default/5680474835384931339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mooniegoonie.blogspot.com/2009/06/morningits-freezing-and-i-need-to-go-to.html' title=''/><author><name>MOONIEGOONIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16872080938601674082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_35lmHR813Ww/SiJ1ggQjGsI/AAAAAAAAAAo/jgMFpqZVu4E/S220/th_prod_661_17932.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_35lmHR813Ww/SidWldHytmI/AAAAAAAAABw/0NArrvbXTug/s72-c/fanart270kw.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3966267466760596860.post-6035618034975758962</id><published>2009-06-04T02:31:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T02:37:58.097+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_35lmHR813Ww/Siam2MMywfI/AAAAAAAAABo/7mdmhYajZ3g/s1600-h/banner+(3).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 193px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_35lmHR813Ww/Siam2MMywfI/AAAAAAAAABo/7mdmhYajZ3g/s320/banner+(3).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343141457839702514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so last post for tonight... well this morning anwyay... i'll post up a banner I had made for my blogger layout. As you can tell I did not end up using it because I found this awesome layout instead. Goodnight x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3966267466760596860-6035618034975758962?l=mooniegoonie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mooniegoonie.blogspot.com/feeds/6035618034975758962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mooniegoonie.blogspot.com/2009/06/okay-so-last-post-for-tonight.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3966267466760596860/posts/default/6035618034975758962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3966267466760596860/posts/default/6035618034975758962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mooniegoonie.blogspot.com/2009/06/okay-so-last-post-for-tonight.html' title=''/><author><name>MOONIEGOONIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16872080938601674082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_35lmHR813Ww/SiJ1ggQjGsI/AAAAAAAAAAo/jgMFpqZVu4E/S220/th_prod_661_17932.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_35lmHR813Ww/Siam2MMywfI/AAAAAAAAABo/7mdmhYajZ3g/s72-c/banner+(3).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3966267466760596860.post-3634829114606262385</id><published>2009-06-04T02:25:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T02:30:48.217+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_35lmHR813Ww/SialFANQXzI/AAAAAAAAABg/PPvN40GzfT8/s1600-h/kirsten+stewart.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 273px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_35lmHR813Ww/SialFANQXzI/AAAAAAAAABg/PPvN40GzfT8/s320/kirsten+stewart.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343139513295200050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's 2:25am. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supriinlgy I'm not snoring my head off right now. Last night I only got one hour of sleep. Then i worked 8 hours straight after. But here I am up late on facebook and msn!! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was also making a doll on paint. I wanted to see if I could draw clothes on a doll that looked like clothes on real humans from photographs. The one I have used is Kirsten Stewart-Who plays Bella in twilight. Here's how it went.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3966267466760596860-3634829114606262385?l=mooniegoonie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mooniegoonie.blogspot.com/feeds/3634829114606262385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mooniegoonie.blogspot.com/2009/06/so-its-225am.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3966267466760596860/posts/default/3634829114606262385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3966267466760596860/posts/default/3634829114606262385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mooniegoonie.blogspot.com/2009/06/so-its-225am.html' title=''/><author><name>MOONIEGOONIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16872080938601674082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_35lmHR813Ww/SiJ1ggQjGsI/AAAAAAAAAAo/jgMFpqZVu4E/S220/th_prod_661_17932.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_35lmHR813Ww/SialFANQXzI/AAAAAAAAABg/PPvN40GzfT8/s72-c/kirsten+stewart.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3966267466760596860.post-9105221369866084083</id><published>2009-06-04T02:22:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T02:24:53.420+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tattoo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='persoanl'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_35lmHR813Ww/SiajySgZRtI/AAAAAAAAABY/9vb0OBksqHY/s1600-h/1174405403fny5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_35lmHR813Ww/SiajySgZRtI/AAAAAAAAABY/9vb0OBksqHY/s320/1174405403fny5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343138092278171346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have decided to get a tattoo for my twentieth birthday. I’ll be getting this kanji symbol;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_35lmHR813Ww/Siajn3BSurI/AAAAAAAAABQ/ntf4sVkcFSY/s1600-h/cherry+blossom+sakura+tatto.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_35lmHR813Ww/Siajn3BSurI/AAAAAAAAABQ/ntf4sVkcFSY/s320/cherry+blossom+sakura+tatto.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343137913101269682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which means Sakura (which happens to be the name of the character in my novel Taste the tears) but that is not the reason for the tattoo-It’s just a coincidental bonus. Sakura means Cherry blossom in Japanese. They are beautiful flower/trees that only bloom in spring. They mean feminism, power and love. I am getting it on the back of my neck, just below my hair line so that I can hide it with my hair down if I’d like. My awesome friends are paying for it as a birthday gift. Yay :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3966267466760596860-9105221369866084083?l=mooniegoonie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mooniegoonie.blogspot.com/feeds/9105221369866084083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mooniegoonie.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-have-decided-to-get-tattoo-for-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3966267466760596860/posts/default/9105221369866084083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3966267466760596860/posts/default/9105221369866084083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mooniegoonie.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-have-decided-to-get-tattoo-for-my.html' title=''/><author><name>MOONIEGOONIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16872080938601674082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_35lmHR813Ww/SiJ1ggQjGsI/AAAAAAAAAAo/jgMFpqZVu4E/S220/th_prod_661_17932.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_35lmHR813Ww/SiajySgZRtI/AAAAAAAAABY/9vb0OBksqHY/s72-c/1174405403fny5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3966267466760596860.post-4317240639937036915</id><published>2009-06-03T23:58:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T02:21:45.125+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='taste the tears'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='creative writing'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_35lmHR813Ww/Siai9uOoV_I/AAAAAAAAABI/kDLT_-u8AHw/s1600-h/th_prod_661_17932.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 96px; height: 96px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_35lmHR813Ww/Siai9uOoV_I/AAAAAAAAABI/kDLT_-u8AHw/s320/th_prod_661_17932.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343137189186787314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok... So I'm not entirely sure what I'll be blogging about exactly, so until then it'll be anything and everything!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First up I’ll mention I have made an ant song!!! However I’ll post that up later on ha-ha. Leave the best to lat! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; So onto a more deeper creative note I am currently writing a novel called Taste the tears. I’ve actually written this novel before, but lost it in one of my many moves. I’ve wanted to read it for some time, so I have decided to re-write it. So far I have only come up with the prologue from my lack of motivation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here’s an extract:&lt;br /&gt;Prologue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He wrapped his arms around me; the familiar scent of his cologne filled my nose. &lt;br /&gt;Even though his scent, his touch and his cool breath are something I have become so accustomed to over the last three years they still captivate me, sending my mind into a whirl of incoherent thought.&lt;br /&gt;“Ready?” His voice, a warm, deep purr in my ear, which made my cheeks flush crimson scarlet.&lt;br /&gt;“Ready as I can be.”&lt;br /&gt;I turned to face him, his black hair thrown over his face from the wind and there the eyes were, swirling in a chocolate brown haze under his long thick lashes. I smiled and reached for his lips. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He held my hand and led me to the school gates. Freedom I thought as we made our way out of what I like to call the institution. Excitement and curiosity flooded hitting every glint of thought I had. This day was going to be special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night started to creep gradually over the tops of the city as we walked through the botanical gardens, a romantic candle lit dinner and stroll he had planned for me. I sighed at its beauty as James wrapped his arm around my waist. I could of laid there in is arms forever. But it was late and he knew what my mother was like. He kissed me gently and gave me his childish smile. One he always carried when he was about to do something stupid. &lt;br /&gt;“I’d stop what you’re thinking if I was you”. I said giving him the cheekiest smile I could convey.&lt;br /&gt;“So does that mean I shouldn’t do this?”&lt;br /&gt;He grabbed me up into his arms like a baby and led me out through the large iron gates.&lt;br /&gt;I sighed embarrassed as onlookers watched from the pavement we were leaving, &lt;br /&gt;“Yes, exactly like that.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He didn’t let go until we were by the passenger door of his car, and like a gentleman he opened it for me. “Why thank you kind sir.” She curtseyed in a fit of giggles.&lt;br /&gt;“No problem my lady.” He bowed winking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The city lights swarmed past the windows. Rain had started to fall making them into hazy specks. I looked over to stare at him, smiling as ever as he concentrated on the road. “Thank you for tonight, it was beautiful.”&lt;br /&gt;And before the words had even come out of his mouth, I knew what he’d say. &lt;br /&gt;“Not as beautiful as you.” There it was his corny line he had used so frequently. I didn’t mind it that much, only because I knew he meant it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rain hit harder and the cars beside us were only soft purrs. James slowed down in pace changing lanes here and there. I held his free hand and rested my head back. My eye lids slowly drawing, I could feel my self drifting off to sleep against the window. The street lights turned into a nice fuzzy blur of mixed colours against the black moon lit sky. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As my eyes closed I took myself back to the botanical gardens. I could see the crystal clear pond and the sparkle of light the moon had reflected against it. I could hear James laughter in the distance and I looked up in search for him within the trees. He was calling me closer, his voice longing me further in. A parting in the trees led me to his figure, his arm outstretched towards me. I moved forward my heart rising at just the sight of him. I reached my hand towards his and let my fingertips grasp him closer. He smiled as he looked into my eyes with a certain needing. I leant into his warmth, my lips searching for his own. I could feel his cool breath graze against my lower lip as he whispered “I love you.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was distracted as a loud ear splitting screech filled the air. I opened my eyes to see James no longer smiling in front of me, instead bright lights exploded around me,  blinding my sight. It took me a moment to become fully aware that I was back in James car. I looked over at him. I don’t know if it were for minutes or seconds but as soon as I saw the lights I had realized just two things; the rain pouring louder then it had when I was last awake, and his face, his smile replaced with worry. Something I rarely saw from him. I felt his hand leave my own and all warmth was lost as he moved his hand to the steering wheel. And then there it was the object that caused the noise. Before I could react James swerved the car, it slid across the wet concrete sending us unbalanced. A truck had collided with a car just metres away from us and was now making its way towards us. I held my breath as the light blared in front of me. Then I heard a pain staking crush of metal screech and shatter of glass as we collided. It felt like we had been thrown at high speeds into a hard steel wall, then the car skidded uncontrollably against the road piercing my ears. 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