1. Leave this window open and open a new tab.
2. Google rainy mood in the new tab. Click the first link.
3. Wait for it to load
4. and play the song below~!
Well enjoy the nice music and sound effect =D
I guess the sound effect only sounds nice if the music is soft... =P
I've read this story a lot of times, I've read it in different versions but it still pulled my heartstrings. I'll admit that reading this makes me cry EVERY single time... T-T I just simply love the story.
Listen to this... and read...
What Makes You Beautiful
by One Direction (Cover by Boyce Avenue)
When I got home that night as my wife served dinner, I held her hand and said, I’ve got something to tell you. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes. Suddenly I didn’t know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. I want a divorce. I raised the topic calmly. She didn’t seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why?
I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man! That night, we didn’t talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer; she had lost my heart to Jane. I didn’t love her anymore. I just pitied her!
With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company. She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. The woman who had spent ten years of her life with me had become a stranger. I felt sorry for her wasted time, resources and energy but I could not take back what I had said for I loved Jane so dearly. Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now.
The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something at the table. I didn’t have supper but went straight to sleep and fell asleep very fast because I was tired after an eventful day with Jane. When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just did not care so I turned over and was asleep again.
In the morning she presented her divorce conditions: she didn’t want anything from me, but needed a month’s notice before the divorce. She requested that in that one month we both struggle to live as normal a life as possible. Her reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a month’s time and she didn’t want to disrupt him with our broken marriage.
This was agreeable to me. But she had something more, she asked me to recall how I had carried her into out bridal room on our wedding day. She requested that every day for the month’s duration I carry her out of our bedroom to the front door ever morning. I thought she was going crazy. Just to make our last days together bearable I accepted her odd request. I told Jane about my wife’s divorce conditions. . She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she applies, she has to face the divorce, she said scornfully.
My wife and I hadn’t had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. So when I carried her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is holding mommy in his arms. His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly; don’t tell our son about the divorce. I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outside the door. She went to wait for the bus to work. I drove alone to the office. On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest. I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn’t looked at this woman carefully for a long time. I realized she was not young any more. There were fine wrinkles on her face, her hair was graying! Our marriage had taken its toll on her. For a minute I wondered what I had done to her.
On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I felt a sense of intimacy returning. This was the woman who had given ten years of her life to me. On the fifth and sixth day, I realized that our sense of intimacy was growing again. I didn’t tell Jane about this. It became easier to carry her as the month slipped by. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger. She was choosing what to wear one morning. She tried on a few dresses but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my dresses have grown bigger. I suddenly realized that she had grown so thin, that was the reason I could carry her more easily. Suddenly it hit me… she had buried so much pain and bitterness in her heart. Subconsciously I reached out and touched her head.
Our son came in at the moment and said, Dad, it’s time to carry mom out. To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had become an essential part of his life. My wife gestured to our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face away because I was afraid I might change my mind at this last-minute. I then held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly; it was just like our wedding day. But her much lighter weight made me sad.
On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. I held her tightly and said, I hadn’t noticed that our life lacked intimacy. I drove to office…. jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my mind…I walked upstairs. Jane opened the door and I said to her, Sorry, Jane, I do not want the divorce anymore.
She looked at me, astonished, and then touched my forehead. Do you have a fever? She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Jane, I said, I won’t divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn’t value the details of our lives, not because we didn’t love each other anymore. Now I realize that since I carried her into my home on our wedding day I am supposed to hold her until death do us apart. Jane seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove away. At the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet of flowers for my wife. The sales girl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and wrote, I’ll carry you out every morning until death do us apart.
That evening I arrived home, flowers in my hands, a smile on my face, I run up stairs, only to find my wife in the bed – dead. My wife had been fighting CANCER for months and I was so busy with Jane to even notice. She knew that she would die soon and she wanted to save me from the whatever negative reaction from our son, in case we push through with the divorce.— At least, in the eyes of our son—- I’m a loving husband….
The small details of your lives are what really matter in a relationship. It is not the mansion, the car, property, the money in the bank. These create an environment conducive for happiness but cannot give happiness in themselves. So find time to be your spouse’s friend and do those little things for each other that build intimacy. Do have a real happy marriage!
If you don’t share this, nothing will happen to you. If you do, you just might save a marriage. Many of life’s failures are people who did not realize how close they were to success when they gave up
gets me every time. *sob*
just wanted to share a beautiful song and wonderful story, =')
The end of March is now and I have only a few more weeks to go for my practicum~ Can't tell you guys how happy I am~ ngehehehh~
Live has been not easy especially during working hours, it wasn't easy because the awkwardness and animosity going on around the office. But of course, I still try to be civilized although patience is running seriously thin. I am a bit high strung lately too. Stress and disappointment was unavoidable. Tired and mounting work was unbearable. But I know I must persevere for the sake of my future. I take into heart what Mr. Teo and Miss Jo-Ann had advised me to do. I must try harder and think more creatively of what I am going to do for my students. All these while I was not able to really connect with the kids because I felt like the class isn't mine. I was almost always observed by my mentor. I felt no freedom and no independence. But now I am determined to take over the class even if she's there watching me. YOSH!
Depressing issue aside.
My actual post is suppose to sound like this...
OMG!! We're still young!! Lets live our lives to the fullest! Yeeee haaaw!! Anastasia binti Leoh. Here's your song! ngeheheh =P
We'll be alright by Travie McCoy (Cover by Bruno Mars)
September finally comes to an end. And it’s actually quite true, I have not woken up after a long holidays. Hence, the song XD
I still remember the first song I’ve learnt with a guitar was this song lol! I find it nice to listen to…. what am I talking about here? lol nonsense again. Sorry.
But anyway, I’ve just begun going to school this week and goodness, my schedule is not really that packed this semester! After an exhausting January semester and a fast paced June semester, I guess I needed the break lol. Now my schedule is less hectic. Ah, the reason is also because I have to prepare for my ROS (Rancangan Orentasi Sekolah) and practicum January 2012. I’m actually quite nervous and I have no idea what school I should go yet. And all of us have the whole month of October to decide.
I have lists of things I need to get done this weekend and I hope I can get it done by then… uuhh…
Well other than that, my life’s pretty normal. As expected for a Uni student right? lol
Hmm, I have not acquired my schedule yet. It is after all still the second week of the semester. Next week I’d probably get everything confirmed and post it up here XDD
Alright I guess until then~ ciao ciao!
I’m actually writing my little one shot and I decided to take a break by playing some facebook games. I did have a writer’s block at that moment so that was why I took a break. And so I came across to this song and I thought it was really nice to listen too and the lyrics wasn’t so bad.
I guess when you’re in love, your song preference is little bit different – I didn’t really change my genre of music entirely really. You tend to be attracted to songs that describe your relationship and songs that relates to you and him. And here I thought I wasn’t a sappy girl but it turns out I am still a normal average girl. I sigh when I think of him, I grin whenever I write his name on my notebook and I smile whenever I thought of him.
… That was a little awkward haha~ Alright here’s the song
Song: Stranger
Artist: Secondhand Serenade
Song: Vulnerable
Artist: Secondhand Serenade
Song: Talking to the Moon
Artist: Bruno Mars
I feel a little inspired right now. So I better get to writing before I get lazy haha~
I can't sleep so I thought I'd share this song. I love this song and this band was introduced to me by Jr. and the lyric of the song is really good. Really conveys what I'm feeling right now. lol~ Hope you guys like my choice ^^''
right anyway, TGIF peeps! and GOOD MORNING!!! XDDDDD
I really like this song, it's so carefree and the beat gets me going. I really like singing along as I played the song. The song and lyric makes me feel inspired to continue a long overdue story I had collaborated with my cousin. And maybe continue some stories that has been left in the dust LOL *stares at the screen and the long list of stories not yet done* ....geh. Cracks me up when I saw some of the titles I come up with for these stories lol. Especially the Curious Play fanfics I once did with a friend. Man, I must be on crack at the time XP
Meh. =P
I love writing and I love telling a story, it's how I release my creative energy. Though I must say, my grammar is not that good haha~ I'm still learning on how to properly use had, has and have and I'm gonna be an English teacher! bidak betul LOL
ANYWAY! XP Just wanted to share a wonderful song~ And yes, I can't sleep lol
Ahem. Randomness kicked in outta no where. I was listening to 19Sai by Suga Shikao for xxxHOLIC and got inspired.
Inspired in what you ask? Well in sketching something that is~ but... its not characters from xxxHOLIC lol the song is upbeat and i felt like my hands automatically jumped into tune and started sketching hahaha
But I only managed to sketch two (actually three but I scrapped it coz its unfinished lol)
Drew it with a Stabilo point88 fine 0.4 pen. Red in colour. The sketches are messy coz uhm... its only simple you know? lol
And I didn't draw or sketch for quite a long time... * sigh*
Anyway~ here ya go~
Oh... Its taken with my Nokia N81 2 megapixels Handphone. So expect blurry images lol
This is Roxas from Kingdom Hearts. As requested but I wanna do a whole body sketch for Julian later... Hmm... I better go find a better pic of him lol
Ten Years Later Hibari Kyouya from Kateikyoushi Hitman Reborn. Rough sketch... I hate doing his eyes its so.... so.... I dunno how to explain lol.
Hmm... thats all? LOL
I know I promised to update about Bakumatsu Renka Shinsengumi or Your Memories Off: Girl's Style but... I haven't finished playing yet so... I'll explain after I'm done playing XD
