Imitation of life.

On a scale from 1 to 10 I rate today a full 10. Because there is nothing better than ending off a dreary day and a tedious workout with your favourite song blasted over the speakers in your gym class, singing along to that tune with random strangers. James is so popular here in Australia! I cannot wait to scream that same song together with the remaining hundreds of people on April 15 :)

And also because today is one of those occasional bizarre days, when I sit back and still cannot believe that such a thing just happened.

I was going home on one of the trams from Federation Square, when I suddenly realised that the guy seated directly opposite me was super darn HOT. I mean, okay, not like burning hot or Brad Pitt good-body hot, but he had a handsome face and was that very charming type of hot. Gorgeous eyes, chiselled features, etc. I couldn't figure out if he was Aussie-Aussie or something European like Italian/Spanish or whatever, but trust me, I swear he could have jumped out from some fashion magazine. If you die-die want to roughly know what he looks like, I guess what I will say is that he reminded me of that Keagan Kang pattern (go figure).

So, like I always do when I spot yummy eye candy, I took out my phone and very shamelessly tried to steal a pic. But because he was directly in front of me, holding up my phone in front of his face was just waaaaay too obvious...

Finally an idea came to my mind and well, to cut a long story short, I got a picture ^_^

Feeling satisfied that I finally got a pic, I was about to happily get off the tram and let him go his way, when HEY, Mr Eye Candy got up and walked towards the tram door too (!!!!!!!!!). Okay, so we were getting off at the SAME stop (can't be living near me, right? o.O). I walked behind him as we crossed the road and went OMG as I realised we were walking towards the SAME building (and that was when I thought, wow we actually live in the same building!!!!!).

So this is where it gets exciting. I know I know, you are dying to know what happens ;)

We waited for the lift together and although my heart wasn't exactly thumping at 100km/h, I was really nervous and couldn't wait to find out what happened next. I pretended to do nonsensical stuff (like checking out my hair, etc) while waiting for the stupid lift. The lift finally came, and he went inside first. I was about to press the button to my floor, when I saw that the '6' button was already lit because he'd pressed it first. And that was when I silently went OMFG (with twelve exclamation marks), COULD he be my new neighbour????!!!!??!?!!! (for those of you who don't know, my lovely Viet neighbours moved out of their place recently)


Huffpuff, huffpuff...


Lift door opened, and I hurried out of the lift, so that I could at least turn back to see where he was going...

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

He took out his key, and opened the door... to apartment number 62.

Eye candy on the tram, living just FIVE heartbeats away.

And to think that I have been putting off saying hello to the new neighbours since I came back. Bwahahhahahahaa! Housemate, I sooooooo regret it now ;)

Oh yes, and to Piggy and Gunther (P&G, haha) - Coming over for tea soon, perhaps? ;)

But on second thoughts, after all that I've done, I don't think I can face him as though nothing happened? o.O