I saw a really cute guy waiting for the bus in my hood today–I passed him on my way to the grocery store. I was listening to my ipod and sorta had this stupid grin on my face. Then I looked up and we made eye contact. I still had the stupid grin, and he had this kind of confused grin as well, like, “is she smiling at me?”
The entire thing happened in just a few brief seconds. I should have made it more obvious. I should have turned around. But by the time I had reached the end of the street, I had already convinced myself that he was way too young, and really, what could have happened?
There’s always my 2 boys at the ice cream shop. I make eye contact with the blonde one EVERY SINGLE NIGHT when I’m walking home from the muni. Although, today, I walked by to get another glimpse, and Im not sure I like him anymore.
In other nonexistent boy news–went to this house party hosted by one of my friends. God, all the people there, and not one cute boy. Disappointing.
Sigh. And I miss NYC. Where young hotties were a dime a dozen.
