please to meet you As i was walking back from the bus stop today, my heart was jumping in both fright and excitement.it was a case where i almost never see my communication device again.yes, my phone.Running from the CPA to the busstop today, i managed to jump on the first 74 bus that was in sight. finding a comfortable sit, i slip my hand into my bag and pulled out my MP3. listening to my MP3,i check myphone for the time and place it on my lap. as more and more people pilled up on the bus, it started to feel squeezy,but thank goodness no one sat beside me=) on to ngee ann poly bus stop, manypeople came on, including this african american 'yahoo' hairstyle guy. i chuckled as i saw him. next stop was mine, i got up and quickly walked down to the bottom deck on the bus. just as the bus was about to open the door, a familiar figure tapped my shoulder.'Is this yours?"my heart palpipated. my phone was recovered just before i drop off the bus. and it was the same guy with the yahoo hairstyle. i couldn thank him more than anything. he smiled with acknowledgement and went up the deck.i wanted to go up and thank him.i wanted to go up and ask for his phone number so i can repay him someday.i even wanted to give me 10 dollars for helping me get my phone back.as i drop off the bus, my heart was still beating fast, up and down, up and down. i still cant blieve what just happen.moral of the story: ok its not the moral of the story, but i just realised things i never really thought its true.firstly, there are still good hearted people in this world. this world is saved! people should learn from himsecondly, looks doesn matter. what matters most is a good heart. it also doesn matter which school and what country you comefrom.finally, thank you God. for blessing me with this fortune to meet and experience this kind of people that still exists.i m still very happy,i m still very excited. i want to meet this guy again and thank him personally.i really want to thank you so much. please to meet you.

As i was walking back from the bus stop today, my heart was jumping in both fright and excitement.
it was a case where i almost never see my communication device again.
yes, my phone.

Running from the CPA to the busstop today, i managed to jump on the first 74 bus that was in sight. finding a comfortable sit, i slip my hand into my bag and pulled out my MP3. listening to my MP3,i check myphone for the time and place it on my lap. as more and more people pilled up on the bus, it started to feel squeezy,but thank goodness no one sat beside me=) on to ngee ann poly bus stop, manypeople came on, including this african american 'yahoo' hairstyle guy. i chuckled as i saw him. next stop was mine, i got up and quickly walked down to the bottom deck on the bus. just as the bus was about to open the door, a familiar figure tapped my shoulder.'Is this yours?"
my heart palpipated. my phone was recovered just before i drop off the bus. and it was the same guy with the yahoo hairstyle. i couldn thank him more than anything. he smiled with acknowledgement and went up the deck.
i wanted to go up and thank him.
i wanted to go up and ask for his phone number so i can repay him someday.
i even wanted to give me 10 dollars for helping me get my phone back.

as i drop off the bus, my heart was still beating fast, up and down, up and down. i still cant blieve what just happen.

moral of the story: ok its not the moral of the story, but i just realised things i never really thought its true.
firstly, there are still good hearted people in this world. this world is saved! people should learn from him
secondly, looks doesn matter. what matters most is a good heart. it also doesn matter which school and what country you comefrom.
finally, thank you God. for blessing me with this fortune to meet and experience this kind of people that still exists.

i m still very happy,i m still very excited. i want to meet this guy again and thank him personally.

i really want to thank you so much. please to meet you.