The First Year
Showing posts with label Sarah. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Sarah. Show all posts

Thursday, January 14, 2010

Snow!

Posted by Sarah

For most people, snow isn't a big deal, but for me, it is. I come from a tropical paradise where people put on scarves and mittens at 60 degrees (that's Fahrenheit, not Kelvin). Before this winter I had never been in a snowball fight, built a snowman, made a snow angel, had my legs sink up to my thighs when I stepped in the wrong place, or even seen snow for that matter!

Preparing for the snow was all new to me. I had to get a warm jacket. They don't even sell those those in Florida! I also had to get snow boots. I have a quick question: What are those exactly? Not to mention the ever-popular long johns—the only thing I could think of, aside from ski pants, to keep my legs warm!

I guess what I'm trying to say is, if you see someone dressed like an Eskimo, wandering around campus sticking her tongue out to catch snowflakes, don't be alarmed! It's just me.

Monday, October 5, 2009

My Head Is Spinning

Posted by Sarah

I guess in order for you to fully understand the irony of this situation I have to start from the beginning.

When I was scheduling for my classes I had signed up for Math 112 (trig-based calc) and Chem 111 (calc-based chem). When I found out that pretty much the whole thing was based on trigonometry, I asked my advisor if I should take trig first and wait on the other ones until after I had taken that class. He talked to some people who had taken Math 112 recently and they said it didn't really matter and that the professors taught you all the trig you needed to know anyway.

In calculus the first day the professor starts talking about cosigns and tangents and I'm totally lost. I went to talk to him about it later because I'm concerned! If that's the way the whole class is going to be, I need to get out and learn trig first. He says, "I'll think you'll be fine. I took trig before my mission and when I got back to take calc I had forgotten most of it. I just memorized this table and I did well." I'm not trying to bash the teacher or anything, but I really should have just gotten out then. I tried to memorize the table but none of it made any sense.

I get to chemistry, and it's pretty much the same thing. I don't get the math. Everything is just spinning around in my head while I try to make sense of something that's pretty much hopeless.

By the time I figured out there was no hope of understanding, the drop deadline had passed. I figured that meant I was stuck in these classes until December, I'd try to teach myself the stuff I needed, I'd do horribly, and have to retake the classes. I just hoped they wouldn't kick me out for failing two classes my first semester.

Then today I'm in my student development class where my professor happens to be my advisor, and he mentions that today is the withdrawal deadline. I can still get out of those classes! Awesome, I found my way out.

I get to his office later and discover that it's not that easy. Since I'm on a scholarship, I have to have a minimum of 12 credit hours. If I drop those two classes, I'm down to seven. I can add second block classes that run from Oct. 22 to the normal end of semester date though. But do those even count towards the scholarship?

So I go down to the scholarship office and find out. After a long and very technical conversation, I find out that I'm good as far as scholarships go, but my Financial Aid will be affected. So, I have to pay back $1,500 from my Pell Grant. Still better that getting Fs.

Now that I'm short $1,500, I don't know if I can afford to stay living where I am. It's kinda expensive here. Then I went to the off-campus housing office because I have friends who live off campus and their rent is a lot less than mine. I figure that could be a better option. They gave me a list of openings and the contact info to try to get out of my on-campus housing contract. It was so far away that I just didn't really want to walk. I'm going to leave that to tomorrow. I have nothing to do on Tuesdays anyway. Plus, I still have to figure some more things out and I'm tired already. It's just barely 5 p.m. Dinner then nap sounds good right now.

Don't you just love giant chain reactions that never seem to end?

Friday, October 2, 2009

Issues

Posted by Sarah

Last weekend something really bad happened at home. My brother got hurt completely unnecessarily and I got a phone call Sunday after church telling me about it. I am one of the most protective people I know and I abhor not being able to help people when things like that happen. Even if the only thing I could do was give him a hug to make him feel better, I would have served my purpose but being 2,500 miles away, there's nothing I can do. I envy everyone who can get in a car and drive home for the weekend. I would willingly drive for hours to be able to see my family. I have enough money for a plane ticket, but my mom would kill me if I missed classes, and going back for just the weekend would only make me feel worse. So I'm stuck between the infamous rock and hard place.

Not to mention the fact that I did horribly on all my tests this week. The math involved in the major I chose is way too difficult, so I think I'm going to end up changing majors here pretty quick. I'm thinking maybe art history.

Tuesday, September 1, 2009

The Big Bang

Posted by Sarah

This is what we exploded in class today. The teacher filled the baloon with hydrogen then set it on fire. The bang was so loud that some people couldn't hear for a few seconds. It was so cool to see. Sorry I couldn't get pictures of the actual explosion, but neither my finger, nor my camera is that fast.

Monday, August 31, 2009

First Day of Class

Posted by Sarah

I got up at 6:30 to go to my 8:00 class after I stayed up half the night because I ate one too many of the doughnuts I brought home from work that morning. (Note to self: not such a good plan.) As soon as I stepped outside, though, I was wide awake. It was so cold! I almost miss Florida. I got to my Chem class; yes, I do realize I'm crazy for taking chemistry at 8 every morning, and we didn't even blow anything up! Dr. Asplund said we would tomorrow though. That just means I get an opportunity to take a picture. End of School. Aren't Tuesdays great? For the rest of the day I just kinda wandered around. Maybe I should start my homework . . .

Wednesday, August 26, 2009

Meet Sarah Egbert ('12)

Posted by Sarah E. Crane (BA ’09), Editorial Intern

Hometown and High School: Naples, Fla.; Gulf Coast High School

Applied To: BYU, BYU–Idaho, University of Southern Florida, Florida Gulf Coast University, and University of Central Florida

Major Plans: Chemistry teaching

Interests and Achievements: Played trumpet in junior high and high school; sang in choir and musical theater; went on a one-month summer excursion with Outward Bound in the Florida Keys, where she lived on a boat and learned survival skills.

Plans to Bring to Provo: A stack of medical mystery novels for any spare reading time

A Long Shot: “I wanted to get as far away from my family as possible, not because I don’t love them or anything, [but] because it’s nice to be out on your own,” says Sarah Egbert of her college aspirations. BYU was her dream school, and making it a reality wouldn’t come easy. “My high school grades weren’t exactly as high as they could have been, so I had to make up for it,” she says. “I took all honors and AP classes, anything I could find.”

Just to be sure, Sarah started her application seven months early to give herself plenty of time to meet the priority deadline—what she felt was her only real chance of getting in. “I started my application in July,” she laughs. “But they didn’t have most of the application online until the end of September.”

The essay portion of the application proved to be poignant for Sarah. “It was about different personal struggles in your life that had made an impact, events that have had an impact on your character,” she remembers. Not much of an essay writer, she began plugging away. She wrote about her parents’ divorce when she was 11, how she had to grow up quick when her father left and her mother went to work. About how she had to push aside the jump rope and the tree house to make room for laundry and dinners. She wrote about marching in her high school’s band and acting in plays with the drama department, how she had to get over her shyness to perform for people. Before she knew it, she was out of space. “The hard part about writing the essay was keeping it under 300 words,” she says.

Woohoo!: Because someone misplaced a form her seminary teacher had sent in, Sarah missed the priority deadline and had all but given up on going to BYU. “I had pretty much already decided that I was . . . going to BYU–Idaho,” she says. “[But] I was waiting for the letter, you know, just in case.”

Three weeks after submitting her application, Sarah checked its status online, just as she had done so many times before. “I was in my AP environmental science class, and we were doing a lab that day with computers,” she remembers. “I was like, really quick I’ll just check it.” What she found was hardly what she expected, or even how or when she expected to find it. “Sitting in the middle of science class and you finally get your college acceptance letter?” she laughs. “That turns some heads.” After all the months of worrying about applying to BYU, the end had come. “It was just kind of one of those ‘Yes!’ moments,” she says. “I didn’t really scream, ‘Yes!’ It was more a ‘Woohoo!’”