"Pi is like love--natural, irrational, and very important"
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31.3.11

THE OPPONENT THOUGHT MY LEG WAS THE BALL...


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

Sarah                World
-∞ -1                       ∞

29.3.11

KEEPING SCORE

This weekend, I went to the Holi Festival of Colors
Aaannnd.....My hair is still pink.


Sarah          World
0               1


On Saturday, The Boy Down the Street and I 
came to a pretty sweet consensus on future plans, etc



Sarah          World
1               1


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



Sarah          World
2               1


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.

28.3.11

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.




24.3.11

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.


23.3.11

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.


19.3.11

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.

16.3.11

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.


14.3.11

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.

8.3.11

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.