Smell the Rain

9th January 2012, 5pm, Akasia.

Just another song. Some verses don't rhyme. Inspired by the rain. Weird title, I know..but it wasn't intended to copy Yiruma's Kiss the Rain. I believe some verses also sound familiar to other songs I listened to, but I cannot recall which song :P

Anyway, here you go:

SMELL THE RAIN 

(an emo-turned-happy song)

We're far apart, but I believe

When you look outside the window

Gone is your sorrow.

The chirping birds might sound all the same

but I'm among one of them

Telling you that I came.

Pre-chorus:

Enjoy the smell of the rain

The green leaves that are falling down

I'll take away all your pain

and you know, that I'm all around.

Chorus:

Hold on, put a smile

Life's too short, don't be so fragile

Smell the rain

and don't complain.

Sing, dance, feel the wind

Spin around and try to catch the leaves

No one knows 

How exactly fun it feels like

Bridge:

Treasure every single memory

Laugh aloud, join the crowd

Yea, time passes by so quickly

Seasons change, there's no doubt..

Chorus

Story behind the song

Was alone, came back from college earlier than the others, so yeah. Inspiration came when it suddenly rained and my nose detected the awesome smell of the rain. Admit it. Everyone loves the smell when it's raining. I know it's not the smell of the rain itself, but gah, just simply wrote everything down after the first line appeared into my mind.

It was actually an emo-ish song at first, but turned out that the lyrics of the chorus part became a bit happy-ish, so I changed some emo lines:

• "We're far apart" was originally "You're far away". Still emo, I know.

• "I'll be the smell of the rain" was changed to "Enjoy the smell of the rain". Original line was...awkward, because I later said "Smell the rain and don't complain". I think you got what I'm trying to say :P

• Green leaves don't fall, probably. But I don't want to change it to brown. 

• Actually the situation of the song was something like this: the persona (cewah..) is emo-ing and the writer is trying to make the persona happy by reminding the persona that the writer is in everything that the persona sees/feels. I was picturing the writer as a dead person actually, at first..and the writer is me.Too emo. Cannot..cannot..

Personally, I like this song. (Perasan lagi..).. :P

© 2012 Fee A. All rights reserved.

The Ultimate Thank You List

One rainy night in Akasia, I felt inspired to list down these things, and I promised to myself that I'm going to post it here, so here it is:

Thank you for -

1. singing together back from dinner.

2. teaching me the songs.

3. accepting my invitation.

4. asking me.

5. helping me to order food when I'm so blur ><

6. helping me to buy lunch :D

7. saying that you like my laugh.

8. teaching me the lay-up shot, over and over again.

9. allowing me to study in your room.

10. doodling together with me on the whiteboard.

11. texting me those encouraging words.

12. asking me "How are you today?"

13. approaching me when I was emo-ing.

14. smiling back.

15.helping me to print my Bio report.

16. giving me the plaster when I slipped and hurt my pinky toe ><

17. giving me the chances.

18. your jokes.

19. letting me speak.

20. being my friend.

21. forgiving me.

22. noticing at least something about me.

23. saying "hi" to me.

24. having lunch with me.

25. lending me your laptop.

26. the shoulder to cry on.

27. the gifts.

28. sitting beside me in the bus.

29. answering my questions.

30. saying that I'm good in something.

31. the pat on the back.

32. opening the door when I'm too lazy to take out my keys.

33. lending me your guitar.

34. offering to hold my books when I'm standing in the bus.

35. allowing me to join.

36. inviting me for dinner.

37. helping me to cross the road.

38. inviting me to church.

39. helping me with my Chemistry.

40. explaining the Stats questions to me.

41. spending your time to explain Maths.

42. the high-fives.

43. the tissue when I wept.

44. the hugs.

45. the char siew pau.

46. the beer root beer.

47. the nestle chocolate wafer.

48. the ice-skating experience.

49. the photos.

50. ...and other things which is just too impossible to list down.

People may not remember exactly what you did, or what you said, but they will always remember how you made them feel.

I choose to remember all three.

Thank you from the bottom of my heart! :D

Growing Up

WAKE UP! You're old already!

A year ago, I was a Form 5 student. A student who didn't think much of SPM. A student who finally had her first experience attending a prefects' camp. A student who didn't receive a lot of birthday wishes on Facebook.

Two years ago, I was an ignorant kid. Form 4 life was miserable without any close friends to share secrets and laughter.

Three years ago, (sorry I can't remember anything starting from this timeline).

............

EIGHTEEN years ago, I said hello to the world.

Well today is just another day. No birthday bashes, no candles, no my-super-sweet-18 with a bunch of intoxicated friends, no Ferrari as a birthday gift. Just wishes and kisses. I mean a kiss. On the cheek. From..................my mummy XD

A lot of things start to happen this month. I can feel that now's the time to really start growing up. In just a few months time, I believe I will be far away from home. Or will I? Who cares, I better prepare an early mindset.

I hate that this fun and 100% relaxing time is almost over. I've been sooo used to this lifestyle. If you ask me, actually I don't want to grow up. The future is so scary to think of. (So it looks like I better don't think about it). But I have to.

I have to say that I'm very grateful today. Thank You, LORD for my family, my teachers, my friends and everyone who helped me (and will be helping me) throughout the process of growing up. Receiving very sincere birthday wishes from friends make me feel that I am not alone after all. Although some people (who are close to me) did forget this date, I guess it's OK. Maybe they're just shy to voice it out. Maybe they're shy to say that they love me. I know they didn't forget.

Life is beautiful. Behind those uncertainties, there are good things to put in mind. Tomorrow will be fine, as long as there is camaraderie. When you know there are people who love you, you know everything will be just fine. I must walk this path. Yes, I am growing up. And I am not walking this path alone.

EDIT: yes candles :P

The Wednesday

Was it a Wednesday or the Wednesday?

It has been a tradition for bloggers to go frenzy posting about their SPM results. I've read a lot of blog entries (yeah I blogsearched a lot) about experiences of others regarding their results day. I don't know to categorise it as showing off or sharing stories. Well I prefer the latter.

I didn't really sleep well last night. I only managed to sleep at 3am after 2 hours of rolling. Woke up early, took a pretty long shower, and took up the decision to dress to impress. I've never been so nervous in my life. Yet. The nervousness was worse than sitting for the exam itself.

Went to school at 9.45 after minutes of nagging my parents. I was obviously both excited and nervous at the same time. It's great to meet again with my buddies, Eppy, Ann and Jas. Plus the rest of the classmates. Guys looked the same. Aldrin had a slightly long hair which was awesome because I never saw him like that. Some had dyed their hair a bit. I can't remember who.

Waiting was not torturing. We saw our English teacher, Miss Roseline and I went frenzy. She congratulated me so I knew there must be something good with my English paper. We also greeted Mr. Lee who was in a rush to enter class.

Now I realise why those people in TV cry when taking their results. I thought they were a bunch of show-offs who forced themselves to cry HAHA. I was wrong. I cried too. I didn't realise I was crying in front of many people. So embarrassing. The first thought which crossed my mind was, phew, thank God, I mad my parents happy. Actually I couldn't sleep last night because of thinking about my parents. The fear. You know lah.

It wasn't a happy ending some of my friends, but it wasn't an ending after all. This is just the beginning. I feel a tinge of guilt that I'm so happy now. The future is still unpredictable. One thing's for sure, God has plans for me. I'll continue to do my best. This is the beginning. This is the beginning.

Hello world?

Reasons to Smile (Today)

God's blessings are in all sorts of ways. Maybe sometimes we overlook on the small things which can make us smile, maybe sometimes we're just lazy to think much about the beauty of blessings we receive everyday.

There are a lot of reasons to make me smile, grin and laugh today.

During our English Language lesson we had a great time singing "Waka Waka" accompanied by two pieces of guitars. Till now, that song is still ringing inside my head. Gab and Arbut played the guitars, Ghee Seng singing cheerfully, the other boys followed, we girls waved our hands and followed throughout the chorus. I felt disappointed that we didn't record it, we just wished we could. Words can never reflect the atmosphere of that moment. I felt something, something hard to explain - :') Thank you very much, Miss Roseline for today's English lesson. It was totally unforgettable.

I brought my guitar (for the second week now) to play during ISCF. There were another three pieces of guitar so it was more lively. Plus, the other girl (who I don't know what her name is) played so far beyond my ability. She's really awesome~ After that, we had a brief talk about 'blessings' so that pretty much explains why my intro of this post starts like that :)

Then, there was the scorching sun. 1.45 pm sitting at the canteen, plus without even taking an afternoon bath is something torturing, I have to admit. Sleepy, hungry, bored and all sorts of feelings mixed inside my mind. However, one thing for sure was that I admired the things around me today. The bright sky, the beautiful fluffy clouds, everything was beautiful. After a short while, one of my friends spotted Cikgu Paul (our Sivik teacher) - he was standing so far from us that we all denied it was him. After a brief argument, off we went to see him. Obviously, it was really him.

Our job was to replant the grass to another location situated in front of Blok 8, that's metres and metres away from Blok 3. The glamour name of this job: KERJA TAMAN, sometimes we just get it mixed up with "Kerja Amal" but who cares. It wasn't an easy job to do. If you're not sweating it means that you weren't even there. I have pretty much evidence to say that it wasn't easy. Not all of our classmates came. Many people try to avoid it.

Yet, there are blessings in such activity. We were exhausted, our faces did turn red, our hands do hurt but in turn, we had a memorable moment. A great one. There were intervals between work, jokes, work, photo-taking, work and so on and so forth. Cikgu Paul brought along his DSLR camera. We took gazillions of group photos with backgrounds of nature, one photo had our beloved Blok 8 as the background (I suggested so, and the teacher seemed to like my idea). Ah, you know that I dream of a DSLR camera. Photography is awesome.

There were "kangaroo jokes", "geng pongkes" etc. I am sure the boys will upload our photos soon on FB. Then I think I'll put some here ;)

Today, I've learnt a lot of lessons. No matter what kind of person I'll be tomorrow, no matter where I'll end up after schooling, I will never ever forget this day. For I have a lot of reasons to smile today :) [Aww, I'm being melancholic].

Thank you, LORD.