Into my brain

I've pondered life, time and time again and it never stops surprising me. Just when you think you know what's going to happen... BAM... a complete one-eighty happens and you back in a different place from where you want to be. I've figured out that when I try and control my life it glances back at me saying, "Na na na na na, you can't catch me." Life isn't about controlling it, it's about living it; rolling with the punches, exploring new frontiers, and being curious. Now I'm not saying that one should go out and try everything. Some things should be left to the unknown. We should stop trying to control our life because it's no fun and frankly it's way too complicated. Just know God knows what's going to happen. He's got His agenda and it never falters. Just think about that next time you try and tell Him what's best for you.

Monday, April 4, 2011

Making Blood

This was a fun night of making blood with my wonderful assistant/lover/greatest person ever, Nick! Ya, I love him!









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Life, Life, Life - Crazy Sam's Club Folks

Ya, I'm terrible at blogging. It's alright though. Life has been crazy. Currently I am sitting in my Theatre History Class.... falling asleep....... This class is boring, for lack of a better word. It's filled with the most {insert adjective here relating to being annoying} people who get off on the most random and ridiculous topics ever. It's annoying!

Anyways.......

What's been happening in the life of Kayt?

LOTS!

Sam's Club is still my slave driving work. Everyday is filled with stories of ridiculous people who make me wonder how they have survived this long. I'm in the clothing department and it surprises me how disappointed people get when they find out we don't carry certain things, styles, or specialty sizes. All I can think is.... YOU'RE AT SAM'S CLUB!!!! If you want a larger, higher quality, and more specific clothes selection go to a clothing store.

Just recently I got asked out by my 6th older, creepy, stalker-type man who upon me declining them by lying that I'm married they reply, "You look to young to be married." ????? If I, a 21 year old college kid, look too young to be married then I am DEFINITELY too young for you, creepy, balding, beer-bellied 50 some odd year old man, to be hitting on me and asking me for my number.

My latest creepy man likes to walk to Sam's Club several days a week to:
A- Use the wifi that he has yet to figure out how to use
B- Lounge around on the patio furniture on his "mini vacation" with the "beautiful women" all around
C- Wandering around and just happening to run into me so he can complain about the wifi, people with tattoos and piercings, and how the people at Walmart are classy.
D- All of the above

If you answered D, then you are correct!



O goodness..... Next topic, please!

My stomach is officially growling incredibly loud and it's very distracting. Class is due to be over right now so I'm signin' off for now.
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