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randal, the ruanner

Hi, my name is Randal, 20yo boy.

I love...
playing and listening to music
the chinese ruan and liuqin
going chinese orchestras and ensembles
eating awesome food
go shopping
being who I am
my family and friends
anyone who loves me

I hate...
bad music
people with lousy attitude
awkward silences
staying out too late at night
for not being able to practice ruan

wishlist

ranked by priority

- Song Guang Ning GaoYin Ruan (RoseWood)
- Enter National Institute Of Education in year 2013
- Song Guang Ning Zhong Ruan (ZiTan Mu)

Sunday, October 17, 2010

@ 10:32 PM

Today, something interesting happened to me on the way to ruanzu. :X Let me recount the story.

Me: *boards bus 39 and sits at front area of the bus*

*bus moves, doors open at next stop*

*a chinese guy (approx 18+) in orange polo, wearing spectacles, considerably skinny and cute, with a solemn, slightly frowning face, boards*

*stands infront of me, and grabs onto handgrips. weird that he's not sitting, considering that there are seats*

*bus jerks, and orange guy stumbles. He steps on me.*

Me: *looks up and stares at him for a moment, without any form of anger or menace*

Boy: *shows hand signal of apology and slightly shuns away from me in fear of stepping on me again*

Me: *Smiles and shows expression of 'never-mind-ness' (I KNOW, there's no such term)

Yes, he's still standing, even though there's an empty seat beside me.

*Bus jerks once again*

Boy: *loses balance and falls*

Me: *attempts to save him using both arms. successfully managed to 'push' him back to balance.

Boy: *gives up standing and sits beside me*

Boy: Hey thanks and sorry about that.

Me: No problem at all! Going to the east too?

Boy: Yeah. I'm glad there's bus 39 to save the day.

Me: Without bus 39, I'd probably faint at the thought of taking the train to the east.

Boy: *giggles and smiles, while looking into my eyes*

Me: *blushes and look away, out to the window*

Boy: What's that instrument you holding?

Me: Oh its a xiaoruan! A chinese orchestral instrument, alot like a guitar.

Boy: Woah, sounds like some cool instrument. Sorry, I'm quite a layman to this kind of chinese instruments.

Me: But I'm glad you asked, cause not many actually bother to find out what instrument it actually is! *giggles*

Boy: *giggles and looks into my eyes again* i think musicians are totally cool people!

Me: *laughs* nahh, not really. musicians are so temperamental, some people find us weird.

Boy: I don't find you weird a single bit. Friends? *stretches hand*

Me: *caught aghast, stares at the stretched hand*

Me: *stretches own hand and shakes* Name's randal.

Boy: Raymond, nice to meet you. Can I have your number? *digs for phone* Its always nice to meet new people. Having another friend beats remaining as a stranger right?

Me: Definitely! *giggles and types own number into boy's phone*

Boy: *smiles* missed called you! Okay okay, its my stop already, gotta go!

Me: *waves* nice meeting you.

Boy: Have fun at your practice. See you!

*Boy walks off and alights bus*

Me: *turns out to window to glance at him*

Boy: *notices me and waves goodbye*

Me: *waves goodbye in response*

*bus moves and leaves busstop*

The End.

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