So much for Fairy tales

So although am taken and (happy) i still like being checked out and given the eye etc and i still like bois to ask me out, so that i can say no obviously and so on. you get the idea.
Nothing has been happening on that front since like the longest time, (read) a year almost and then, the other day one boi at work, let me mention here really cute bong boi, smiles at me from his desk and i smile back in confusion! and lower my eyes and proceed to feel extremely stupid and from the corner of my eye i see him scrape back his chair and i know he is coming over.
in my blushing bride confusion thing that i have going on i quickly open the fold of my phone and put it to my ear only to remember that it isnt on silent and could ring LOUDLY any second and i would never live that down. so i shut that and look away!
he comes over and asks me if am lost and i smile back,polite and distant, yeah i do that especially when i dont know you at all and even so more when you are a nice looking boi. anyway i say no am just waiting.
if i was single i tell you.
wait. i tell you what. i cant remember! this blows.
anyway he nods and then he left. i avoid the first floor area where i could run in to him, not cos of anything else as much as looking foolish.
so the point was. yes, i did have a point and i am not just rambling.
there seems to be a sudden spurt in the number of cute men am running into. why is this happening!
i remember when i was single, frustrated and looking they were all in hiding and now, they are slowly emerging from wherever they were huddled up.
at one point. a quite desperate alone point with lot of issues i remember looking everywhere, even through facebook friends friend lists! that is pretty desperate if you ask me.
at that point, i remember i was on the flight to city of study and at the airport i saw one nice looking boi. i sneak looks and i saw him do the same. aha
and then we proceed to look away in every other direction and when boarding happened he was right in front of me. the guy at the gate tells me i have no tag on my hand bags and i in vain try to convince him that i did! how else does he think i got till this gate point. so when i argue you see, i get very shrill. not good at all. and that starts to happen and i see cute boi look at me strangely.
i quickly stop and he announces "you shud just run and get it i can hold these fr u here"
a very glad and grinning me runs back and fro with huge enthusiasm filled with visions of flirting with cute boi and even somehow grab the seat next to him. somehow was the key word.
i come back and he flashes me the nicest smile and we move on in the line, me, muttering thanks etc and then ugh the longest gap happens and when that happens its hard to pick up again. you know what i mean. like say 15minutes pass and then i couldnt again come up with "so whats happening" and the only question in my head was " where you headed!!" which will make me look- "i will let each of you use whatever word suitable"
so i dont grab his seat or do anything. i settle in mine and drink icky lime water and continue to watch the top of his head bounce now and then.
when we got to the place, god, with his brilliant plans i say, put us in the same shared cab which eventualy we realise is not a cab but a mini van that goes on to drop everyone everywhere and finaly head to my area which is btw the local village and the cute boi announces that he is headed there too.
you would think that with all my attraction and by now heightened curiosity i would say something! anything to a boi who is the only one left in the damn van. but no. i too proud.
so the ipod comes out and his book comes out.
book in a van? puhlz.
( mentally said of course)
and then
finally. he says ' you work at *village?"
me: ( since he has said the first line, i am now friendly and un-arrogant) no i study at so and so. you?
he works near by at this I.T place. Right next door.
The romantic fool in me thinks maybe this boi is the boi, what with such a cute story and all.
the boi and i talk and we keep at it till the van man stops and grumbles. the boi helps me with all my heavy bags and boxes and then casualy asks me for my number which i then give him.
he waits for two days to text, i wait for 2 more to text back ( silly kids. i know)
and then we meet up and go drinking etc etc.
despite my obvious desperation it fails to click. i like boi.
but this heart thing doesnt really help me out here.it still kept waiting for our main boi, to change his mind and etc.
cute boi left place little later but we contd to stay in touch, he calls me when he drinks rum and coke and eats chicken wings and sends me photos.
he is quite the nice boi.

ps; there was no real point i see at the end of rambling.