Oh, happily ever after.

Wow, we made it through another semester.

Not just any semester though.

The semester of death. Has. Been. Conquered.

Anatomy and lab, Molecular Biology and lab, Technical Writing with Chemistry, and Biochemistry.

Two research papers written. 12 pager and 21 pager.

16 tests taken.

Soooooooo much knowledge.

I have learned so much about the human body, what you can see with the naked eye, on the macro-molecular level, and on the chemical level.

The more I learn, the more I realize how small and insignificant I really am.

Who am I to think that the world revolves around me?

Let's be honest, the world revolves around ATP synthesis.

Just kidding, kind of, but in all honesty here.

Dieter F. Utchdorf said it best...

"And while we may look at the vast expanse of the universe and say, 'what is man in comparison to the glory of creation?' God Himself said we are the reason He created the universe! His work and glory - the purpose of this magnificent universe - is to save and exalt mankind. In other words, the vast expanse of eternity, the glories and mysteries of infinite space and time are all built for the benefit of ordinary mortals like you and me. Our Heavenly Father created the universe that we might reach our potential as His sons and daughters.

This is the paradox of man: compared to God, man is nothing; yet we are everything to God. While against the backdrop of infinite creation we may appear to be nothing, we have a spark of eternal fire burning within our breast. We have the incomprehensible promise of exaltation - worlds without end - within our grasp. And it is God's great desire to help us reach it."

God made it all for us. And He still is willing to give us so much more. How amazing is that?

This semester I definitely felt small, but I also felt loved. And important. And special. I came to know even stronger that Heavenly Father knows me personally. And He cares about me so much, about the worries and every day concerns of my life as well as the big decisions He knows I can't make alone.

President Utchdorf said it best again:

"Brothers and sisters, the most powerful Being in the universe is the Father of your spirit. He knows you. He loves you with a perfect love.

God sees you not only as a mortal being on a small planet who lives for a brief season - He sees you as His child. He sees you as the being you are capable and designed to become. He wants you to know that you matter to Him."

He love me. He loves you. We matter to Him. What else matters?

If you never try then you'll never know...

Food for thought:

Nightgowns are the most comfortable apparel ever invented.

Nectarines might be the best fruit.

Just because you're an old man doesn't mean you're cute. Or that you automatically have the right to wink at younger women. And call them pet names.

Bubble wrap is one of the best therapies.

Pina Colada is a strange craving when I'm on my period. But a delicious one.

Sunshine is taken for granted far too often.

Friends are the greatest. Especially old friends.

School is hard. But super fun at the same time.

I hate hair. Especially dark hair in the sink.

Boys are cute. Like really cute.

Family is wonderful. Forever.

Taylor Swift makes me feel in touch with my girly side.

Adele makes me feel in touch with my womanly side.

Chocolate is still gross.

Weddings make me want to get married real bad.

The 80's and 90's were such good years. Who doesn't want to double dutch and listen to Wham! coming out of a boom box all day long?

Boys are dumb. They should just grow up and become men.

I'm more of an old school hero fan, you know, like Superman, not man-made heroes like Batman and Captain America. Call me crazy.

I'm not sure how The Hunger Games movies are going to be rated less than R. But I'm excited for them. Well, the second one, my favorite book.

Women deserve to be treated right. They need to not settle for less.

Life is hard, but prayer is easy.

It's almost Christmas!

You could be the center piece of my obsession.

Clayton has hinted to me I'm obsessed with Adele.

This may or may not be true.

There are many reasons why though.

First, her voice is amazing.

139,283,203,834th, this. So cool.

I dare you to move.

So. Prepare for the longest blog post ever. Sorry. Don't feel like you have to read it.

To start off, everything that will follow in this post falls under this recent realization.

I always end thinking about anatomy or a certain someone.

Every thought process starts somewhere else, but always somehow ends in the same place.

How does this happen? I'm not 100% sure, but I am 100% sure that it does happen.

It's good for a lot of reasons, but it's also very painful sometimes.

In anatomy, we learned about the brain.

One part of the brain is responsible for triggering memories when you see a certain landmark, or hear a certain song, or smell a certain smell.

That song on the radio. Driving past that park. The funny joke I know he would think was hilarious. The exciting news that I would usually share with him. What, what, what are you doing? The scripture that would apply perfectly to what he's going through. The people that we loved to be with. Well... see you later! When someone calls me Kait.

Sometimes, I want to get that part of my brain removed.

But other times, I'm so very thankful for it.

Where would I be without the people that I've been led to in this life? What would I be without them? A lot less than I am now, that's for certain.

I've been having a really hard time being happy with myself lately. Well, that's not completely true. In some areas I am pleased with myself. In other areas though, I'm frustrated.

Was everything he said true? Am I really all those things he said I was? Can anybody else feel the same way about me that he said he did? Can I ever feel the way I felt about him with somebody else? What makes me special and unique? If he let me go, won't everybody else?

I've realized that my biggest fear in life is failure. Letting down my friends and family and most importantly, my Heavenly Father.

I am a BIG people pleaser. Everyone close to me knows that. I like everyone to be happy with me all the time. That is too many absolute positives in a sentence though. Not EVERYONE can be happy with me ALL the time. I just have a hard time remembering that I can't always make everyone happy.

Happiness is a choice! That is why we have agency, we need to choose to be happy! No matter what our circumstances, no matter what trials we are going through, no matter how bad it might be, we can choose to be happy. There is always something to be happy about.

Guess what that something to be happy about always is?

The gospel. That we are members of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints. That we are not alone. That Jesus Christ has suffered for our pains, our sorrows, our afflictions, and our sins. He know EXACTLY what we're going through. Even in our deepest, darkest trials, we can be happy and find peace and comfort in the atonement knowing that we are not alone.

And do you know what? There is no reason I should be scared of failure. I mean, if I'm not doing what is right then I have plenty of reasons to be scared. But if I'm doing my best and doing what Heavenly Father wants me to do...

"[He] will go before[my] face. [He] will be on [my] right hand and on [my] left, and [His] spirit shall be in [my] heart, and [His] angels round about you, to bear [me] up." (D&C 84:88)

Heavenly Father will not let me fail. Not if I'm doing what is right.

Heck, He's helped me have my lowest test score so far this semester be an 89! Biochem this week might drop that a little though... Yikes. But I've gotten two perfect test scores as well! Seeing that number next to my ID on the screen at the testing center = priceless. Not to mention all the looooooooooong days of homework and papers He's helped me through.

School is rough though. Why do I always throw myself into this frightening load of classes? Still trying to figure that one out. Anatomy, biochemistry, technical writing with chemistry, two labs, and molecular biology. Maybe I find joy in torturing myself?

All I do is school and work. Occasionally I have fun. Luckily I have great roommates and friends close by to help me get through the tough days.

Despite this whiny and complaining post, I really am happy.

I mean, I'm at BYU. Studying something I find super interesting. Living with some of the best girls on the planet. I'm healthy, strong, and bright. My family is 30 minutes away. Technology makes it even closer. And Heavenly Father is maybe 2 feet away. That's probably how far it is from my knees to the ground, right? Right. General conference this past weekend was just what I needed. Provo is getting another temple!!! And France is getting one too!!!

So kids, let's always remember one of my favorite scriptures. No matter what.

"I can do all things through Christ which strengtheneth me."
- Philippians 4:13

No matter the challenge, no matter how hard the task is, no matter how much it hurts, I can do it, I can be happy. And so can YOU.

I can tell that we are gonna be friends.

First week of school report:

• I missed the library. A lot a lot. I think I've been there every day since school started. Minus today of course.
• My new roommate is darling. My twin separated at birth maybe?
  
• Don't bring carrots to eat in the library. I felt like everyone in the periodicals could've eliminated me if looks could kill.
• I like that I can eat crunchy peanut butter, multi grain bread, garden vegetable cream cheese, all the veggies I want, and not be tempted to eat junk food, because there is none in my cupboard.
• I like that pretty much everywhere I want to go is within walking distance.
• Kylie and I aren't as good at guessing people's names as we thought.
• Sometimes I have no motivation to make friends.
• But I have great people in my life to give me good advice to stop worrying about me and look outside myself.
• I saw a billboard that said "You're worth more than just to be looked at." So true. We worry too much about what we look like.
• Roommate prayer makes me feel happy and unified.
• Being back in Provo makes me sad in some ways, it brings back lots of memories, but I need to look back on those memories fondly and remember the great lessons learned and move forward to make more memories.
  
• I love people watching.
• I love trying to figure out how different people work.
• Kristen and I decided we need a little more spice in our life. Since I'm not really the rebellious type, my way of doing this is asking people really forward questions and seeing their reactions. I love it.
• I don't like feeling... dumb I guess. I also started my new job this week and I have to learn where everything is and how to do a lot of stuff, which is kind of overwhelming at first, but I'm a quick learner, I just have to get over the learning curve.
• I love being in control of my own self. I love being able to shape my own environment. I love seeing how the choices I make directly affect the outcome of what I'm doing.
• I love knowing that God puts certain people into our lives for a reason, and knowing that if I'm living right I could be that person for someone, that He trusts me that much.
• Being at BYU is just as much about relationships as it is about school. I need to remember that people are just as important, if not more, than school. Remember that everyone you see could be having the hardest day of their life.
  
• I loooooooooooooooooove learning. I'm taking way hard classes this semester, but all things that are so interesting to me, things that I can see and understand what is happening down at the molecular level, which a lot of people don't actually care about, but I think is super interesting and cool! I'm stoked to create my own world someday.
• Smile! Life is great.
  

Please don't tell me that I'm the only one that's vulnerable, impossible.

A good friend recommended this book to me a while ago.

It is a gem. I would recommend it to everyone. It is odd, but push through it, and think about your own life as you're going through it.

The whole book is about dealing with change. It's a short story that talks about four different characters that deal with change a little differently.

I would always hope that I can deal well with change. So far in my life I've been lucky to not have to deal with a lot of change. A couple moves, a couple school changes, nothing major. But I have seen some of my very close friends go through some very, very hard things. Most have adjusted so well, they are simply amazing and so very inspiring to me. And some go through a rough patch and have a hard time moving on.

I just wanted to share my favorite part of the book with you.

"What would you do if you weren't afraid? He thought about it. He knew sometimes some fear can be good. When you are afraid things are going to get worse if you don't do something, it can prompt you into action. But it is not good when you are so afraid that it keeps you from doing anything."

What really struck me here is, what would you do if you weren't afraid? Ever since I read this book, that question has been stuck in my head. I know I'm terrified of the future. I'm terrified of failure, of disappointing those I love, of what trials and hardships might come, of heartbreak and heartache, of not completing my mission in life, of not being ready to return to my Heavenly Father when it's my time, and many more.

So what would I do if I weren't afraid?

Would I be more confident in myself? Would I take a chance on somebody I usually wouldn't? Would I let my true personality come out in all situations? Would I participate more in class? Would I go somewhere I wouldn't usually? Would I talk to someone I usually wouldn't? Would my life be better because of all these things?

Turning to the scriptures, I also find a lot more reasons to think... what would I do if I weren't afraid?

"For God hath not given us the spirit of fear, but of power, and of love, and of a sound mind."

-2 Timothy 1:7

"... as the Lord God of thy fathers hath said unto thee; fear not, neither be discouraged."

-Deuteronomy 1:21

"Wherefore the righteous need not fear; for thus saith the prophet, they shall be saved."

-1 Nephi 22:17

Living in fear is no way to live. Countless servants of the Lord have told us that faith and fear cannot exist together. We must choose DAILY to live in faith, to not be afraid of what the future will bring, but to have faith that whatever it will bring, our Heavenly Father will help us through it, that it will be for our benefit, to make us stronger and more like our Savior.

I'm not saying that I'm any good at this, I have countless fears about my future, and the future of those who I truly care about. But despite these fears, there is one thing I know, and that is that because I have the marvelous blessing of having The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints in my life, I have power. I have the wonderful gift of the Holy Ghost that I have the privilege of having with me at all times to not only guide me and lead me, but to comfort and strengthen me, and bring me peace when I am troubled by the world around me, when I am afraid of what the future will bring, or when I'm confused.

Without the gospel would I be a little coward, hiding away in my room where I don't have to make any big decisions, where I don't have to be hurt or hurt others, where I don't have to be stained by evils of the world? Probably. But because I have it, I know that I can confidently move forward with faith in my decisions that I have prayed about and received an affirmation that they are on the path that Heavenly Father would have me take. I know that no matter what happens, as long as I stay faithful and look for the best in every situation and learn the lessons from every experience, I am slowly being molded into the goddess I want to be and that Heavenly Father knows I can be.

So, especially as this new school year starts, whether you're starting at a new school, a new program, a new job, or continuing on with whatever you're doing, just think, what would you do if you weren't afraid?

Be a little bolder, stand a little taller, have a little more confidence in yourself, smile a little more, take a couple more chances, pray always, and you can't even imagine the possibilities.

"Look unto me in every thought; doubt not, fear not."

-D&C 6:36

Where'd all the good people go?

Nothing says summer like swimsuits, sunshine, boating, Jack Johnson, and Lake Powell.

This past week I got to go to Powell with the Glazier's. So much fun!

KYLE

I love that picture, the sun and water look so pretty, and Kyle looks epicccccccc.

JORDAN

CHANCE

Chance and Jordan were crazy, doing backflips and 360's and all sorts of crazy tricks.

BRANDAN

Brandan had a goal to clear the wake and he did it! Woohoooooo.

KAITLIN

Yeah!!! That's me! I did it. I finally got up wakeboarding. Once I got up it was easy as no bake cookies to do it again. I even got out of the wake! I couldn't get back in... but hey, one step at a time! It'll come someday. But yeah, I was happy I learned!

Apparently I stick out my tongue when I'm focusing really hard. I thought that was funny. Oh, and please excuse the short shorts and awful tan-lines. Every time I tried to fix my shorts I fell. So they told me don't worry about modesty while I'm boarding haha.

The crazy tubers. They were so funny. After lunch one day we were all loopy and hyper, so we thought it would be a good idea to try and fit all six of us, ages 15, 18, 20, 21, 23, and 25, on the tube. So many failed attempts, ripped open scabs, rubbing on the sunburns, swallowing water, but so much laughter and tons of fun. I wish I had a picture of it.

Me chillin' on the boat. Thanks for capturing my best moments Kyle.

Boating is so funnnnnn!


Our little pet that we caught. There are lots of fun animals at Powell! We caught lizards and frogs, saw lots of fish and crows, and almost got attacked by a "coyote" which actually turned out to be a fox. But it was 3 feet away from me when I woke up, so it was a little frightening!


A face in the rock. Lake Powell is just beautiful! And full of adventures.


Peace and blessings, peace and blessings.

You're alright, but I'm here darlin' to enjoy the party.

Today I got to do one of my favorite things, and also one of my least favorite.

One of my favorite things in the world? Opening a new deoderant. Weird? Yes. But I love it.

One of my least favorite things in the world? Opening a new toothbrush. I just... don't like it at all.

I just get used to the comfortable feel of the soft bristles on my teeth, the familiar feel of the brush in my hand, the clean, fresh feeling it gives me after every session.

I just don't like opening a new one. Why?

So, old toothbrush, it's time to retire. I might have held onto it a little too long... half the bristles are gone, all of the tongue brushing stuff is rubbed off, and it's not looking very... strong and stable anymore.

Don't worry, I've already had a million people tell me it's gross and unacceptable. I just had a hard time letting go. But it's done. Goodbye pink, helloooooooooooo blue.

I put some new shoes on and suddenly everything's right.

Remember how I was talking about problems a couple days ago? Well... I'm here to confess another one.

Hi, my name is Kaitlin, and I'm... I have a... a... shoe fettish.

Sandals, tennis, sunday shoes, moccasins, boots, more tennis...

I LOVE SHOES.

And today, my shoe count: 50.

I just believe that a pair of shoes makes an outfit. And every pair of shoes brings back good memories. And every shoe has a story to tell. And shoes match your personality.

When you're feeling blue and you don't know what to do... go shoe shopping! It helps. For me at least ;)

So here I go in a cute pair of tennis shoes, my personal favorite, off to change the world.

Allllllllllllll summer long.

Once upon a time while I was doing some more thinking at work, I decided that I have a problem. Well, I have a few, but this one in particular is a big problem.

I hate summer.

Yes, you read that right. I hate it.

The definition of summer for me: working endless hours on end until my fingers bleed, my hair is full of fruit juice, and I can recite of every amount of every fruit in every smoothie. Fun? Nonexistant. Friends? Nope. Pool time? Once a week if I'm lucky. Just working, eating, and sleeping.

Summer used to mean fun, friends, vacation, and sunshine. But sadly, since graduating from high school, summer means working my tail off until I have enough money to last me through the next year. Which unfortunately means working as much as I possibly can with my minimum wage job. I've gotten over time the past 3 weeks and 40 hours exactly last week.

By all means, I'm not complaining... too much. I am so thankful that I have a job, so thankful that I can make enough money to last me through the next year, so thankful that I'm not having to go into debt or anything. But at the same time, I wish I was doing something... more. Something that means more, I guess. I wish I could be making a difference in somebody's life. I wish I was doing something that would be significant for my future. I wish... a lot of things.

So, thinking about it, even though I have a silly job that I probably complain about wayyyyy too much, I still can do all those things. I can make a difference by being happy, positive, optimistic me, trying to do what's right and praying to be an instrument in God's hands. I can do something significant for my future, I can constantly work on improving myself, to become the person I want to be.

And, I can have fun.

So, I made a list of things that I wanted to do this summer! Good things, weird things, fun things, odd things, lots of things. So, just wait. I shall complete my list. Mostly. Hopefully. Care to join me? Please do.

You know where to find me ;)

I feel like dancin' tonight.

Best thing of my life.

I can be your hero, baby.

Emma Watson is super classy.

This is not just being brought up because of Harry Potter, but because she is an all around good person.

She's beautiful, first of all. I know everyone is in love with her. Austin Brunson's favorite shirt in high school? Picture this... the front: "it just keeps getting better." The back: pictures of Emma from each of the Harry Potter movies. So true! And Blake and Shawn had posters of her all over their room. Tyler admitted he thinks she's gorgeous too. But she's not only beautiful, she's sweet too. Listen to the words of wisdom she gave in an interview:

"I find the whole concept of being ‘sexy’ embarrassing and confusing. If I do a photo-shoot people desperately want to change me – dye my hair blonder, pluck my eyebrows, give me a fringe. Then there’s the choice of clothes. I know everyone wants a picture of me in a mini-skirt. But that’s not me. I feel uncomfortable. I’d never go out in a mini-skirt. It’s nothing to do with protecting the Hermione image. I wouldn’t do that.

Personally, I don’t actually think it’s even that sexy. What’s sexy about saying, “I’m here with my boobs out and a short skirt… have a look at everything I’ve got”? My idea of sexy is that less is more. The less you reveal the more people can wonder."

That's right! She's the kind of role model girls need these days. No more Hillary Duffs, Britney Spears, Lindsay Lohans, or Miley Cyrus, the world needs more Emma Watsons. Even if she does hold hands with her hand in the front. Probably the producer's fault.

And she can pull of super short hair?!

She's my hero. Just sayin'.

The story of us looks a lot like a tragedy now.

This is a disaster.

Matt Nathanson is no longer my love. Well, not for now at least.

Why?

1. What the nose ring and facial hair?? Ick.

2. His new cd is a let down compared to his old one.

3. He's not making my heart beat faster right now.

So Chris Carrabba, congratulations. You no longer have any celebrity competition.

And I just wanted to say, I'm sorry.

Alright, some apologies are in order.

First off, sorry to everyone who does read my blog. I made some rude assumptions that none of my friends care about blog stalking me and I was rudely awakened to the fact that there are some faithful ones out there. So sorry, you know who you are.

Second, sorry to everyone on facebook who thinks they can find out anything about my life. I only post lyrics to songs as my status.es. Statusi? Irrelevant. Sometimes pictures give things away, but a lot of the time you can't really tell what people are feeling from pictures. If you really want to know about my life, just ask! I'm a talker, I'm happy to share.

Thirdly, sorry that I'm a terrible blogger even when I do blog. I'm working on it. I do like to write things out, so I really should do it more often. And sorry my life isn't terribly exciting to some of you.

Lastly, sincerest apologies to not being a better friend to some 0f you who read this. A weakness that I definitely have is keeping in touch with people that are not immediately or easily in my life. I still care a lot about a lot of people I'm not in touch with, I don't know why I'm so bad at keeping in touch but I am. So please don't think I don't care about you or your life, just contact me and tell me, helloooooo, remember how we're great friends? And I'll apologize again. Because I do love you.

24601.

"Who am I? Can I conceal myself for evermore? Pretend I'm not the man I was before? And must my name until I die be no more than an alibi? Must I lie? How can I ever face my fellow men? How can I ever face myself again? My soul belongs to God I know, I made that bargain long ago. He gave me hope when hope was gone, He gave me strength to journey on. Who am I? Who am I?"

By the time you're done reading that, you're probably belting it out, standing up with your hands raised, ready to shout "I'm Jean Valjean!!!" Me too! We all know I'm a sucker for Les Mis, I'd listen to it all day and night if I could. I dream about singing On My Own, as lonely, beautiful, forlorn, and daydreaming Eponine, the beautiful melody bringing tears to the listeners eyes. But let's be honest, that's not me. Nor will it ever be.

So, who am I?

I've been thinking about this question a lot lately. What is it that defines me as me? Am I truly unique? Or am I simply just a follower? How do others see me? Do they look up to me? Or do they pity me? But mostly, how do I see myself?

I think it is human nature, well, at least I like to tell myself that, to be a harsh judge of oneself. I know that I sure am. I often tell myself I want to be like this, or I want to accomplish that, and then constantly end up being disappointed in myself because I didn't do as well as I wanted to or couldn't bring myself to do it. Always I think, "Oh, if only I would have done that a few years ago, then I could be doing this." or "If only I was there instead of where I am, because I could have helped someone there so much better." I always feel like I'm never truly happy with what I do and who I am.

But, something else I think is human nature, there is always the seemingly contradictory but somehow complimentary thought process. I am a firm believer that everything happens for a reason. We are lead to where we are, who we know, and what we do for a reason. Of course, there are always exceptions, because other people also have agency and can change course at any instant, but for the most part, EVERYTHING happens how it is supposed. And with no exceptions, we can get something good out of everything we go through.

So if I really do know that, why do I feel like I'm not in the right place?? Of course I am! Sometimes in the moment I can't see it. But looking back on the bigger picture, I can always see God's hand in my life, leading me to places and people I probably never would be or have met if I had been the one making decisions.

Two things I have really come to know in the past year:

First, I'm not in control. My mom recently told me that ever since I was little, I have always felt the need to be in control. This came down to things like bossing my siblings around, learning to read at a very young age so I wouldn't feel disadvantaged, and making sure my binkies and underwear matched. Who knew I was a control freak? I wouldn't have pinned myself as one, but when my mom pointed it out, I realized that is soooooo true. I still feel like I want to have control of my life. But you know what? There is so much that is just out of my hands, so much that I really have no control over. I think that is the number one reason why I am so stinking scared and nervous for the future. But looking back at my life since graduation, aka real life, my Heavenly Father has been lovingly guiding me through it all. And you know what? If I can't be in control, I'm sure glad to know that someone who is MUCH better at it than me is.

Second, I've learned that if I have a confirmation that something is right, that is good enough. I remember at seminary graduation Brother Frandsen gave this talk all about how life up until then had been us growing, but we'd had lots of structure around us, always showing us the right way to go and pushing us to make the right decisions. But as we left and moved away onto whatever we were going to do, school, work, missions, marriage, etc., it was going to be like the scaffolding was suddenly removed, and we were going to be left not alone, but without structure. It was time for us to make our own decisions, to suffer our own consequences, and reap our own rewards. That talk struck me and has stuck with me ever since. Also, that last year of high school I remember hearing a thousand times, "In the next five years you will make all the biggest decisions of your life, the decisions that will effect you for the rest of your life." And you know what? It's true! Where to go to school, what to major in, to have a career or not, to go on a mission or not, who to marry, when to start a family, and more. The decision to go to BYU and major in chemistry, well now biochemistry, has forever effected me, from the experiences I've had to the people I've met to the knowledge I've gained, I'll never be the same. I still haven't made a lot of those decisions, obviously, but I'm excited for when I do! But I know that I could make these decisions on my own, but I can only make the correct decisions with direction from Heavenly Father. Anyone who knows me knows I'm the most indecisive person. Ever. So making decisions is scary for me. But I've learned to pray about big decisions, and often I pray about little decisions too, and that has made all the difference. Getting that spiritual confirmation that my decision is the right one, that is THE best feeling for me. And even though it's scary to follow through sometimes, I know it's right and what I need to do.

So with these lessons I've learned, I've been applying them and becoming better, becoming more of the person I want to be. I'm so lucky also to have people in my life who see me in a different light than I see myself, and they're kind enough to tell me things I need to fix and urge me to always be better, but also kind enough to compliment me on the things I am good at, and help me see that I am good.

Who am I? Kaitlin Christine Wimmer. 20 1/2 years old. Working hard to get where I want to be, sometimes failing, but always learning. Biochemistry major. Oldest child. Learning to be domestic. Blessed with the best roommates in the world. Lucky to be dating the sweetest boy alive. Forever indebted to her Father in Heaven for letting her be born into a wonderful family, sealed in the temple, and have a knowledge of the true restore gospel.

Who are you?

Welcome back.

Once again, I've failed at blogging. At least I'm not failing any of my followers, because nobody actually follows my blog. So it's a comfort to know that you're only failing yourself and not others, right? Right.

But in all seriousness. I've been doing some blog stalking lately, because I have some friends that are having much more adventurous lives than I am right now, and it has made me want to blog again. Even if I'm not currently living in a foreign country. Or living a luxurious lifestyle. Or suffering through some large trial. Or doing anything of great importance it would seem. But you know what I do have? Thoughts. And lots of them!

I'm currently still working at my minimum wage job, with lots of fun high school aged co-workers, in all it's fruity glory. I am really am grateful for my job, don't get me wrong. I wouldn't be able to move out of my house or go to school at all without it - I'm just getting a little, okay a lot, sick of it. I have pretty much every smoothie recipe memorized. I am confident saying I am the fastest smoothie maker there. I can only do the whole special cleaning list by myself so many times before it gets old. Unfortunately and fortunately, my work ethic will not allow me to sit and read a book or play games on my ipod or surf the web while at work. When I'm at work, I'm there to work. There are plenty of other people there who can do the afore mentioned things and dirty the place up just fine. So, my work ethic kicks in and I clean up that store, every nook and cranny, every day. I'm becoming a champion of a cleaner, I'd say.

What is this whole rant is leading to? While at work, I do a lot of thinking. It may not look that way as I clean with a blank, sometimes disgusted, look on my face, but there's a lot going on in that head of mine. So, before I just let all these thoughts just slip away as they often do, I'm going to write them down. Here. On my forsaken blog. For myself. Selfish? A little. But fun to see how I've grown and who I've become, right? right.