THE OPPONENT THOUGHT MY LEG WAS THE BALL...

Oh, oh oh...wait....hold it.

Sarah                World

-∞ -1                       ∞

KEEPING SCORE

This weekend, I went to the Holi Festival of Colors

Aaannnd.....My hair is still pink.

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On Saturday, The Boy Down the Street and I 

came to a pretty sweet consensus on future plans, etc

Sarah          World

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.

Today, I scored in my intramural soccer game, winning the game 3-2

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As of tonight, the Boy Down The Street

is no longer the Boy Down The Street.

Now,  he is just Spencer.

Sarah          World

-∞                 ∞




{I want to recall the crap I said in this post. It is bogus when you have to live it.}

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And now for a bittersweet-consolation-makes-me-feel-better-but-not-really-but-these-lyrics-are-exactly-how-I-feel-so-it-has-been-on-repeat-for-20-minutes-kind-of-song.

Yes it is a repeat. Shoot me.

Because last time I checked, you can't get much lower than -∞

C'MON, CECIL

You know, I love my school. I really do.



Sometimes.




Except at 11:30 on Tuesdays.

{A depiction of the wasteland of the Cougareat during devotional.}

I mean, where is a girl supposed to get some food? Honestly.
C'mon Cecil.  Let's enact some change here.

A FOLK-ISH TUNE

Just lovin' this song. The simple vocal harmonies are superb.

The Boy Down The Street introduced me to it. He knows me all too well.

Oh P.S.--So you know how lots of girls burn their necks with their curling iron?

Well, I burn mine while welding. Because, well, ya know....I'm different like that.

I have a sunburn mark on my neck from where my lab coat doesn't cover.

ATTN: STUDENTS

AND ALL THOSE WHO ARE IN THE BOTTOM TAX BRACKET

in light of recent events, I am creating a pin that (hopefully) you all can wear.

Show your patriotism with this captivating new pin:

Brag to your friends, 

show your support for the federal government,

 and take a stab at the Tea Party, 

all with JUST ONE PIN.

This is an offer you won't want to miss.*

I will be displaying mine proudly on my backpack

in flaming right wing territory @ BYU.

*I take cash or checks.

TODAY I AM HAPPY BECAUSE _______

I get a $18 refund on my taxes. That's right, people. Big one-eight Washingtons. 

{Unlike last year, when the IRS gouged a gaping wound in my savings account.}

Today is a beautiful day.

I think I am going to go buy a skirt or something.

I SKIPPED MATH CLASS YESTERDAY

and made some frosting...


That's it.  I'm dropping out of school. While I was considering getting a nice tent and becoming a hobo, I think I have a better idea to weasel out of all of these Taylor series, Laplace transformations, and manufacturing processes:

I'm going to be a pastry chef instead.

I KNEW that Martha Stewart and I were kindred spirits.  It was my favorite show in kindergarten-no lie, ask my mom.  My calling in life is to make cutesy things all day long.  And hopefully get paid for it.

Sadly, I make...er....manly things all day long.   Let's just say that mechanical engineering doesn't allow for a whole lot of femininity in design.  {My all-male group  wasn't too happy when I designed the upright supports for our pneumatic engine as Eiffel towers} That's OK, I still like my major. It is a close as I can get to making things all day long, even though it isn't always cute. And I am fairly confident that I will actually get paid.

Just consider the engineering labs that I have been in:

• I wanted to add glitter and the color purple to the Nerf football we made in the plastics lab
• When the T.A. asked what applications use sheet metal, I got excited and said "Ooh! Those cute framed magnet boards!"
• For a material science class project, I talked my group into redesigning the cake pan.

STORY OF MY LIFE:

I just want to mention that I fully understand each one of these functions now, therefore I am one of the few members of society to qualify to legitimately buy this T-shirt.  Because we all know there is nothing worse than wearing a clever T-shirt when you cannot comprehend its joke.

I learned the cursive-y "L" one this week, 

and the 

bracket-with-ones-and-zeroes one last semester.

Now, bear with me. I am going to translate*:

(top to bottom, left to right. Like a book now, people.)

1.Root of love

2. Cause of love

3. Derivative of of love

4. Identity of love

5. Transformation of love 

6. Definition of love

*Because the top left one is a square root so it is the root of love, the top right one is cosine of love, but abbreviated "cos" which is an internet/texting spelling of "cuz" or "cause", the left middle is a derivative, that's an easy one, the right middle is an identity matrix, hence identity, the bottom left is a Laplace transformation used for differential equations, and its definition (or simply, what it is equal to) is the improper integral of e^-st and a lot of junk which I can't recall at the moment....blah blah blah if you read this far you have a) lots of courage b) understanding of high levels of math c) nothing better to do d) extremely good eyesight e) all of the above.

3.14159...

Guys. Today is a great day.  It is Pi Day.  A holiday for nerds.  And yes, I include myself in that group.  (See title of blog.)

Anyways, I had a new pie-free philosophy for today and this weekend:


                   eat cake.

yeeeeah baby.





Did I make this cake?

Yes.

Did the Boy Down the Street help me?

Most certainly.

I'm getting better, you see. I'm slowly exploiting his cooking skills for my personal benefit. And his sister Kristin's.  (It was her birthday. Sorry I don't have pictures of the candle-blowing-wish-making moment. But happy birthday Kristin!!)








Want to try? It's not as hard as it looks. It is from i am baker's blog.

Q

Sarah

still can't solve a Rubix Cube

drive a manual car

or whistle.

And, sometimes, she still can't win at her own game of Life.

She is lucky to have her bestie Quincey.

Q sticks by her.

Sarah hopes she does the same for her, too.

And even though Sarah can't accomplish her math test in under 3 hours,
or stop talking all morning or during lunch,

Q is there.

LOVE IN EVERY STITCH

These are the gloves that my mother knit for me.

My "Weasely gloves".  

A term coined by my little sister, Mary Rose.

And my red fingernails. 

Basically, every member of my family has some, as well as all of our best friends. This is my third pair, actually.  I receive a set for each birthday and Christmas.  

This is the matching hat:

which happens to be my favorite style of hat.  

And this is the most beautiful knitted piece that I own.  My mother knit it for the big two-zero birthday.

You wish YOUR mom could knit like that.

Thanks mom!

I'M A BELIEVER

of Justin Bieber.


Yup. I said it.

I joined my cousin and younger sister at the theaters for his movie "Never Say Never".  And can I just say, "I HAVE THE BIEBER FEVER!"  

Oh, and this movie was fully in 3D.

Guys, Justin Bieber reached out to me with his hand.  I could almost touch it. What an experience. 

All I wanted to do after the movie was run my hands through his luscious hair.

Crying tween girls

Screaming tween girls

Jumping-up-and-down tween girls

I felt like I was 13 all over again. 

And all I'm seeing is purple and lots of hearts made with two hands.

Peace, Love, & Justin 

SUMMER AT 5280'

I'm going to be living a mile high this summer
I'm going to Denver in June.
(Sort of)
Actually, a west suburb of Denver called "Golden"
In a net-zero energy facility
Researching, well, energy.
Or more precisely:
Turning alcohols into hydrocarbons.

SUMMER 2011=GOLDEN

Haha. Cool, huh?

I'm pretty stoked.