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Lovin' the Summertime!

Well, it's finally summer! It's been great so far! It's been so wonderful to not have to worry about school and all of the stress that comes with it! I miss my friends, but two (possibly three) of them are coming over today to see our new basement and watch a movie! We got new furniture in our basement and rearranged everything! It looks so nice, and there's the fact that our basement feels like it's doubled in size! There's a lot more space for people to sit and watch T.V. and I really love it! I've spent a good chunk of this past week getting everything all finalized for BYU! I'm SO excited! I kept changing around my schedule! Those who know me well know that my picture should be next to the word indecisive in the dictionary. I'm not exaggerating even one bit. I can't make decisions. It's such a problem. Some class changes were due to findings on ratemyprofessors.com. Back in HIGH SCHOOL (so weird that I can say that now), when I would check ratemyteachers.com and see that one of my teachers had a horrible rating there was absolutely nothing I could do about it. I just had to stick it out. In COLLEGE, however, you can drop the class in a heartbeat and there's no problem! I did that on two separate occasions and it was wonderful. I saved myself from a psych class in which I supposedly would've learned more about monkeys than humans. It wasn't just one rating that said that. It was at least 5 or 6, if not more. That website is a lifesaver. If any of my college freshman friends are reading this use ratemyprofessors.com and thank me later. I FINALLY decided on these classes: WORLD DANCE (for the win), Sociology, Biology, Music 101 (with apparently the best professor ever according to my favorite website), Choir, Book of Mormon (I'm pretty sure I'm distantly related to my professor), and World Civilization up to 1500, the only class I'm dreading. I found out my professor is extremely boring, but I literally snagged the very last spot in that entire course. I have him at 9 am. Three days a week. Wonderful. I'm SO excited for all of my other classes though! It's going to be such a fun year!
I also applied for a job at Chick-Fil-A. I haven't heard anything back yet, but I'm keeping a good thought!

I can't make a summer blog post without writing about my favorite summer T.V. Show: So You Think You Can Dance! My favorite boy, Nick the tap dancer, got booted off this past episode and I was SO MAD! At least all of my favorites are still on, since my top 3 faves are all girls this year! I'm totally rooting for Melanie Moore to win it all! She is SO talented! My jaw drops to the floor every time she's on that stage dancing! Like, she's absolutely incredible! My second favorite is Sasha. She's really good too. I also like Caitlynn. Well, that's that I guess.

I'm really looking forward to going on TREK this week! We leave early Thursday morning to begin our journey! I'll be home for a few hours on Saturday, during which I'll be packing for the beach, then we have a post youth Conference dance on Saturday night! I had the wonderful opportunity of being a part of the youth committee that helped plan the conference. We have a lot of fun things in store, and I know that it's going to be such a wonderful experience! I'm looking forward to being my family's Big Sister. It's a lot of responsibility, but it will be so fun too! Then, Sunday morning I'm heading off to the beach for a week with the whole Shipp family! I can't wait! I absolutely LOVE the beach! I literally could stay in the water all day and never get bored! Only, I would burn to a crisp, because I don't tan. I burn. Then I go back to being pale. It's quite unfortunate really. Well I am very excited for the trip and to see my cousins! I'm loving the summertime!

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