Seriously?

..i've decided provo boys must hit on girls ALL the time because these last couple of days, i've had some pretty funny stories. ready?

ok..

-i was at nordstrom smelling the yummy perfumes that i wish i could afford when a cuuute boy kept looking at me..

him: hey.. can you help me pick out a cologne?
me: sure! (i then realized it was a pick of line because he didn't pay any attention to the cologne's i liked.)
him: what's your name?
me: joslyn
him: do people ever call you Joe?
me: umm... noooooo? they call me jos..
him: ok, so if i put jos in my phone would that be ok?
me: totally freaked out and had a plan to give my number with the wrong area code:)
him: ok, im calling you.. check your phone to see if you got it..
me: (i lied) umm.. i don't have my phone with me...
him: well, i trust you that you wouldn't give me a fake number

10 minutes later..

i see him and im holding my phone. i darted away. ya. AKWARD.

- i was at target in the check out line and a fifteen year old was checking me out.

him: heyyy

me: what's up

him: as he whipped out his phone said, can i have your number?

me: UM. i'm too old for you
him: no you're not, how old do you think i am?
me: yes, i'm 21 (shy of one day)
him: embarrased and BOLTED out of target

i just love life.

--i've been to many bridal showers recently & have a fridge full of wedding announcements. it makes me excited for my future happy marriage someday. i love day dreaming about my future husband.. he will be charming, happy, honest, worthy priesthood holder, have a clean mouth, love to have spotaneous fun, want to be a team, will love the temple, make me laugh, will kiss me in the rain, love to cuddle, love going on picnics, will sing to the radio with me in the car and will love me just the way i am.

but for now i will try to enjoy being hit on by creepers and 15 year olds..

p.s to all the guys who might be reading this.. i'm not a brat and am not anti boys, i just prefer the guy getting to know me before he asks for my number.