SUUmmer. (Haha see how clever I am?!)

This week has been a week of stress and of relief, as well as being totally and completely anxiety ridden to being as happy as anyone could possibly be! :) I'm talking about AP and IB scores, if you couldn't tell. I pretended like I didn't care when I was talking about them with other people but I think I was just in denial. It's fairly possible... haha. Anyways I realized I was not, no way, no how not caring about how I did on these tests. I realized this at about four in the morning on the day our IB test scores came. I pretty much had an anxiety attack in my bed. If you've ever had an anxiety attack, it's not fun to have them in your bed, let alone anywhere. So I tried to go back to sleep, and finally I decided to just get up and sit on my laptop and wait for results to come out. When they did I was extremely happy, because I had gotten my diploma. :) Then yesterday, I went to go check the mail and I teasingly asked my mom if there was any mail for me. My mom was on the phone and she threw my AP scores at me. That induced another anxiety attack. So I opened the scores and proceeded to run around my house being extremely happy, because of my scores! All of this results in my blog post. First of all: Because I obtained my diploma I have 30 free credit hours at SUU.So after being very excited about that I tried to figure out what exactly that meant. At SUU you have general education requirements (obviously) which are made up of different learning areas and some core classes you are REQUIRED to take. That, along with your general ed. classes for your major make up about your first two years. Then your next two years (or four, or eight or sixteen or whatever) you work on your major. Or you decide to forego one major and start all over with your gen ed requirements for a different major. Ha ha. Anyways. I found out that SL credits don't count for my gen education, and one of their core English classes can't have any AP or IB credit applied to it so you can't transfer out. However as I was looking at the website for SUU I realized that I was done with all my general education classes. Except three. The stupid English class, math and a computer literacy class. I also have two one hour classes that are required for the new freshman, which is pretty much my orientation that I go to in the first week of school. So technically I only have three classes to take, before I have to decide my major and start taking pre requisite classes for my major. I think deciding my major would be the best...
So here we are at the end of my blog and to the reason that I'm writing this. What do YOU, the reader of my blog, think that I would be good at in my life for my profession? Any ideas are appreciated because I would love to hear what you think I would be good at, and maybe it will spark some idea for me to suddenly know what I want to be when I'm "grown up". Haha. :)

The End! :)

HAPPY BIRTHDAY DA BAUM BLOG!

Happy Birthday to my blog!!!! As I think of where I've come from when I started this blog to where I am now, its an interesting prospect. First of all the physical place I was when I began the blog is very different than where I am at this moment. Looking back if I had known that I would be typing this on a brand new laptop sitting in my own home where I am doing nothing because I've graduated, I would probably have cried. But I didn't realize that on June Third, 2009 that I would be graduated in a year on that very day when I started my blog. I was content on sitting at the IB room's computer, with Audrey and Amanda discussing things that I don't remember now. I do remember I had gone for a walk in the morning with Audrey and Annicka, to a park. I remember how much fun we had, and then we went to go back to the IB room and then my blog was created. Now I sit here realizing that never again will I sit in that room, comfortable with my surroundings, discussing things with a tight nit group of friends. I realize most of the people I saw, loved or hated, liked or disliked, I will never see again. I don't know if that's a good thing or a bad thing. Sometimes I think that it's good- I definitely have some people that I am grateful that I won't have to see and resist my urge of punching them in the face... haha :) But mostly it's bad. I have loved every single person who went to Hillcrest, class of 2010. They all touched my life. They made me the person I am today and have brought strength into my life. First part of my high school career allowed me to realize that drama is annoying, stupid and to try to avoid it at all costs. I feel like I did this as best I could and tried not to cause drama myself. I've learned so much and feel like our group of seniors was like a family. I'm so blessed with my friends, who truly love me and my family (who have to love me. My friends choose to.) I am so lucky to have graduated with the class of 2010 from Hillcrest High School. I love you all!
This post has kinda become a rambling of ideas, I thought for a second that maybe I should rename it, but I realized that my blog has come from my junior year at hillcrest to my senior year, where I have grown into the person I am now, and for that I'm truly grateful. :)

I am blessed...

I am blessed...with so many amazing things. Some of those things are people. I just want to thank you all. You know who you are. You are my friends- the people who care for me, love me and I just want to tell you all - I love and appreciate you all so much! THANK YOU! :)

An annoyance...

Something small but that bothers me.

I have been looking through my emails and I decided I HATE it when people only type in all caps. It's so annoying!

1. It looks like you don't know how to use your key board, and 
2. You look like you're yelling. All the time. 

I don't know why it bugs me. If it offends you that it bugs me then go ahead and tell me and I'll apologize. But it really is annoying to me!

LET ME EXPLAIN. THIS IS WHAT YOU LOOK LIKE. AND ITS EVEN MORE ANNOYING WHEN YOU DON'T USE PUNCTUATION BECAUSE THEN YOU JUST LOOK EVEN MORE UNEDUCATED BECAUSE YOUR SENTENCES ARE JUST LONG RUN ON SENTENCES WITH NO FORM AND YOU JUST KEEP TALKING EXCEPT YOU'RE NOT REALLY TALKING YOU'RE YELLING AT THE TOP OF YOUR VOICE JUST THROUGH THE COMPUTER.
That's all. It bugs me. And if typing in all caps is fun for you then that's great, and I won't bug you. But once in awhile, write normally for me please. Especially if you're emailing me. Please. :)
THANK YOU
HAVE A NICE DAY



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A Secret You Will Never Know... ( Unless You Read My Blog)

At this time in our lives, I think we are all trying to figure out ourselves. We are trying to understand who we are, what our passions are in life and so on. Sometimes I feel like I'm being dragged in headfirst to a sea of people all alike and my true own self can't even breathe. This also seems to happen when you're in a "relationship" with someone, even if you two just "like" each other. It's not that it's a bad thing, but people just tend to see you as a single entity, and you lose your identity really quickly. Unless you take some time to keep figuring out who you are, who your friends are and growing yourSELF. Which brings me to my little secret I have.  When I have extra time in the day, I find myself hidden down in my room with things I love to do. I'll probably do a post of things I love to do later but right now I'm going to spotlight only one of them. This is it:



I...


Love...


Scrapbooking.



Okay, you can laugh now. It's funny, I know. It started back in middle school, when I would take pictures and then have them developed and have nothing to do with them. So I would stick them in an album, write a little caption and put a sticker on the page. I called it scrapbooking. This year my scrapbooking habits have gotten so extreme that I will go shopping for a food item, a dress or new clothes and suddenly find myself in the back corner of the store where they've hidden all of their stickers, papers, buttons, glue, glitter, chipboard, letters, ribbon, yarn, matting, and embellishments, literally drooling at the selection. And I won't realize it but suddenly all of my money is gone because I've bought a billion of these scrapbooking supplies.
It's a problem.
I know.
And it's cheesy. It's something you hear cute  mommies doing for their time off when their children are taking naps. Not high school senior girls. Or maybe there are a plethora of us hidden away scrapbookers, I just haven't caught you all yet...
Anyways. It's my passion. It sets me alive. I love making something that isn't just a paper with words and pictures but actually has something to do with my life. That has some meaning to me, and happens to be a work of art. It appeals to the eye, and enlightens my creativity. Some people I've heard when talking about scrapbooking say " I just don't have the ideas for my scrabook!" And I laugh because ideas is the least of my worries. Creating a new idea in my mind is something to look forward to, something to push me through my homework so I can work on it afterwards. Scrapbooking keeps me being me. So you can laugh now. :) That's all.