CLAIM TO FAME

Yeah. I'm famous.

Famous enough to be in the general vicinity of Steve Young.
And Alex Boye.

FIVE WORDS, PEOPLE:  Provo Freedom Festival Patriotic Service

I felt like I was in a pro orchestra (got to get ready for the Orchestra at Temple Square gigs, ya know!!) because the music for the orchestra was emailed out saturday night and we had one day-of rehearsal before performing it on sunday night.  Talk about intense.  But it was great, and the Marriott Center was packed.
So epic.  And my family came and loved it! And Jordan came down from Alpine to see it too.  It is the best when the people I love come to my performances, no matter how many they have been to in the past.

It makes me feel like a million bucks.

OH WHAT ARE MEN COMPARED TO ROCKS AND MOUNTAINS?

It has always been my dream to hike to the summit of a mountain.  This boy made it happen.

Ok. Fine. The summit is right behind us. {We were close enough}

This is the beauty that we had to deal with for 9 hours....

--we had a buddy on the trail.

These little beauties are called Glacier Lilies.  They pop out 5 days after the snow melts.  Thats how you know where the snow drifts were and when they disappeared.  {In case you ever need that for survival on a mountain...}

I was tripping over rocks on the path because I was stuck on scenes like this--

Completed. Done. Check mark. All at 10,000 feet.

Victorious. P.S. Isn't Jordan a good photographer? These are all his photos. I'm impressed.

"Oh what are men compared to rocks and mountains??"

GOODBYE MATERIAL SCIENCE

So I took my material science final exam.   It was....ok...

I had to decipher my professor's questions sometimes- they were a bit vague-but all in all I think it went pretty smoothly.

If "smoothly" means deriving your own equations because you forgot them
[be true to your units, people! It saved my hiney!!]
and making up baloney about how to make a polymer more ductile
and trying to come up with the perfect material for an ice pick off of the top of your head.

I chose diamond.  

(It was the only thing I could think of that had the hardness I was looking for, would be eco-friendly, and doesn't corrode.  I usually google these things, so I was having a really hard time coming up with a material.)

Don't tell me that a diamond ice pick is ridiculous-- because price was not one of the things I had to consider!  {Haha Jordan, the econ side of me lost!}  I thought I was being pretty creative, actually.  Hey, my first thought was carbon nanotubes...

Diamond ice pick. Ha.

Well, even with the mediocre final, I got to sell back my textbook for a whopping $82!

{And no, I don't need the thing for reference, I google my material requirements, remember?? Doesn't that make you feel comfortable about today's engineers who are designing your bridges, dams, airplanes, and prosthetic limbs?? Wikipedia, baby.} 

I felt good about life after that.  Goodbye material science.

I WILL NEVER FORGET THE AREA OF A CIRCLE BECAUSE

Pies are square.

From Serious Eats Pi Day Bake-off Winners

No they're not. They're round.

WHEN I GROW UP...

ya know....I want to start up SNASA:

Sarah's

National

Aeronautic &

Space

Administration.

{This is after I goof off on the TV show MythBusters for a few seasons}

But knowing the government, they will probably shut down my SNASA program, so I'll have to settle at some huge aircraft company, like Lockheed Martin or Northrop Grumman, where I WILL REVOLUTIONIZE THE AIRPLANE INDUSTRY.

{I have changed my mind on Boeing--I am a very punctual person and I wouldn't be able to handle working for a company that is totally a year behind schedule on the new 787 Dreamliner}

Then I will retire. I will enjoy the best things in life. Like fixing my children's battery operated toys as well as the dishwasher on occasion.

{While other mothers throw away the dead walkie talkies, I will be breaking into the circuit boards}

This is all before the age of 27.

DEAR JORDAN

So remember when my professor gave me a whole package of Now and Later candy in my engineering class, because I was the only person in my class who went on a date last weekend?

(Some engineers need incentives--I obviously don't...)

I know I promised that I would give you half of the candy, because it was all because of you that I won the candy...

But I am in the library right now, and I doing some excellent procrastination {among other things school-related} and I am very hungry. And I can't focus.

Just know that the candy went to good use.

Love,

Sarah

P.S. You are right-the strawberry ones are the best :)

LIST # 3

REASONS WHY I HATE MY JOB:

{Sorry for the pessimism. It's been a hard week.}

1. I have to use MS DOS command lines to run this archaic ecosystem simulation program. (I feel like I am in the 80's)

2. Fixing errors in the simulation program

3. Fixing more errors in the program

4. Reading 3 user manuals to find scattered information to fix my problem

5. Finding out I wasted three weeks making uncessary weather files for the program

6. And that the lady who wrote the program thinks I am a total pinhead because I can't deciper her cryptic directions in the manuals.

7. Well she is a pinhead because her user manuals suck.

8. Yes, I am writing this post instead of working.

9. I am so mad I don't care that there are an uneven number of items in my list.

LITTLE SURPRISES

So any student at BYU knows about the window in the testing center at the bottom of the stairs that has notes galore that friends leave for each other to pick up when they exit the testing center. (You know, to distract from the bad test score that you'll see projected up on the television screen in front of you...)

I always scan to see if someone left me a note or something...

So today I ABSOLUTELY BOMBED MY STATICS TEST. It was timed, tough, and tragic. (Look at my alliteration!!) I was livid when I came out of the testing center.

Now generally I am not a pessimistic person, but this morning I was. As I walked down the stairs and scoffed at the window. No way would there be something for me. But of course I just took a tiny peek out of the corner of my eye. [I like to assume the worst and prove myself wrong, because the odds go up that I will be pleasantly surprised. Takes away from the disappointment, you know what I mean?]

"Nope.

Just a few notes for a

John Smith,

Sally Goodwin

and Sarah Mc....

Probably Sarah McDonald

or something. Not me."

HOLD ON. I did a double take.

WAHOOO!! MY FIRST LETTER ON THE TESTING CENTER WINDOW!!

What a pleasant surprise...

After this, life didn't seem quite so brutal anymore

I stopped cursing my statics professor

And everything school-related

I about died and went to heaven. I was STARVING.

My mother can attest to this, but I get very very very grumpy when I am hungry.

So I felt just peachy after eating those pop tarts.

{I love eating the corners, weird I know.}

The funny thing was that the note wasn't even signed, except for a wise piece of advice....

The pop tarts tasted even better after that, because I had a pretty good idea who left them.

Thank you :)