Wish upon a plane...

Do you think that if I wished hard enough on the next shooting star, or aircraft taking off seen as that is more likely, I could find a Fairy Godmother with the wit of Jennifer Saunders rolled into Alan Partridge and the wish capability of the Genie from Aladdin???

 I don't want much, just a small romantic gesture to help me get over the fact that in just over 2 weeks I am going on holiday to a place where a boy (see Three Men, a Lady, and a Highland Cattle Card and The Return of Far Away Boy)  who I am quite possibly always going to be in love with, lives.

To be more precise, a distraction, is what I need; in the form of a single datable man.

Therefore, if anyone knows of any reasonably priced magical creatures that can perform wishes or requests please don't hesitate to get in touch. 

Also, if you consider yourself one of the above, I'm waiting...

A Little Too Close to Home

As a 22 year old, I have begun to understand my heart can be a little fickle at times. I flit from flirtation to fling in the time it takes for me to write a text message (I have the fastest fingers West of the States) and often exchange plenty of eyelash batting and humorous banter with a couple guys at the same time. 

Therefore,  I should not be surprised nor annoyed when a green eyed and dark haired young man does the same.  

Daniel is a tall,  handsome, sarcastic, funny and flirty guy. He is what I would describe as my type.  He can be a bit moody but with one smile from me he tends to change his tune. I quite like having that effect on a man; I'm sure most women do. 

However, there is a teensy weensy problem...he's a bit of a womanizer. Majorly. He casually informed me he had slept with someone he works with right after he'd engaged me in some fresh flirting. This confused me as I couldn't understand why he was telling me.  

Later on, he then said he regretted it. Even more confusing. 

My friend suggested that perhaps he was letting  me know he was available...odd way of showing me don't you think??

Anywho, to the climax of my story. I forgot about this whole admission of sleeping with a colleague and we carried on the shameless-in-front-of-colleagues-flirting. 

That was until I was walking to catch my bus a week later and saw them having coffee together...so much for regrets. It threw me completely as this was the moment I realised I quite fancied him. Damn it. 

I was annoyed at myself for falling for his spiel about regretting it. 


I don't usually let myself fall into the trap of men who like many a woman at once. I was going to put that I suppose you meet a different kind of man at an airport, but in this case I suppose he is too much like me for me to stick around. It was kind of like looking in a mirror...


So, for now. I am going to put my crush on Daniel the womanizer flirter to bed and keep my eye out for a dishy pilot...or two!!