Wednesday, March 05, 2008
The striped thrill.
My morning train ride this morning was a striped thrill. Literally.
All thanks to the hot Indian dude, the first person I happened to see when I boarded the train at Tanah Merah. (He looked so yummy, clad in black pants and a tight, crisp white and blue striped shirt)
The first that thing that struck me was his suave, good looks and built. Of course I immediately dabbed at my mouth to prevent salivating and gingerly stepped forward to stand at a spot behind him. I casually whipped out my book to read but gave up as I couldn't fight back the urge to steal glances at him. About 5-6 minutes later, he moved all the way back to stand right next to me. Yes, next to me! * cue school- girl giggles*
I kept calm and continued to try to read. So there we were, both of us with book in hand, my heart fluttering. Eh, quite exciting to stand next to hot, yummy guy ok, trust me.
And as we entered underground at Kallang, I lost my balance and looked up to hold on for dear life, and I was pleasantly startled. I SAW HIM LOOKING AT ME! ME ME ME ME ME!
I couldn't help but blush and look away. I then decided to look over my shoulder and saw that he was still looking at me. By this time, I was seriously worried that my zip was undone or something. I cautiously did a quick check and all seemed fine. And then I couldn't help but gloat as HE tried to peek. Hurhur.
Hang on, it gets better....
Actually, throughout the whole ride, we were being harassed by this skinny Chinese girl who had very long hair. Her hair kept brushing past our arms and it was uber annoying. Both of us kept pulling our arm away from her direction but it was a futile effort as she kept leaning closer. I then let out a loud sigh as I couldn't tolerate her no more. And here's when he turned to look at me knowingly and shook his head. He even looked like he wanted to ask me a question.
By this time, I was convinced he was in love with me and wanted to marry me. HAHA!
Okay, I kid I kid. Oh well, and then we arrived at City Hall and he squeezed his way through to get to the door. And that's when I lost all my happiness, joy, twinkle in the eyes and excitement. Life felt so meaningless at that point. Yes, truly.
I stood there helplessly and watched him walk out the door. I felt the blood drain from my face.
And then, he looked back. A quick, furtive glance..but he definitely looked back and our eyes met very briefly. And then he walked away, almost looking shy.
And at that very moment, I felt like dancing around coconut trees. Yes, truly.
And then, 2 stops later, I returned to reality...
Oh no, I am actually lusting after some Indian dude. What happened to my principle of only referring to them as ah-neh men? Oh no...I think, I think...I think...I'm in love.
Can't help it leh..gorgeous you know!
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