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10.29.2009

all i ever wanted

- chili mac and broccoli... mmm...
- great discussions with whitneyyyy in betsy
- 2nd grade laughs. shiloh.
- carved a sweet peace pumpkin with liz. or die.
- joyce came to see me! wo ai hou ze e tou ze.
- found out chitsu means eggplant, not smile.
-whitney and i had faculty room all to ourselves today.
- intellectual discussions about gifted children, new boundaries,
and saxon phonics. definitely destined to teach.
- i love mrs. voth
- jackie is coming tonight... to do laundry...
- home in 16 hours!
- utah game saturday + halloween. ahhmaazing
- promised myself i wouldn't be mad for more than a few days about alex
- comcast kid invited me to go grocery shopping. love.
- the water hasn't made us go bald or shrink in size yet
- aaron secretly loves annie
- diana will soon have boyfriend
- art class spider web
- "all i ever wanted.." love basshunter!!


10.28.2009

GGGGGRRRRRRR

GGGGGAAAAAAAHHHHH
i am SOOOO angry!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
how can some people be so effing hearltess!!!!!!!!
GGGGGGGGRRRRRRRRRRRRR.
whatev. i'm over it. not worth it.

afc

la la la la la choir was amazing tonight!
probably the most intense practice i've ever been to,
my back kills. my voice is shot. but totally worth it.
the rutter concert is going to ROCK.
i wish everyone in the world could hear it.

no, but seriously.

wednesday in 2nd grade

today my sweet second grade class got to
ask me any questions they wanted.
most were pretty typical, like what's your favorite food
and color and such... one boy asked what my favorite word was?

i told them bumbershoot... they didn't know what that meant.
so i told them it was umbrella. when they went out to recess
i heard a girl say, "too bad i forgot my bumbershoot today!" best.

i told them i loved to read. this one girl was totally enthralled
that even "old" people like to read a lot. (guess i really am old.. haa)
she asked me why i liked to read. i hadn't really thought about
the answer to this before, but it was easy to come up with
an answer on the spot. that's how much i love reading.

i took them to library. that was an adventure.
trying to help them pick out books was crazy. this one boy
was so intent on explaining to me the difference between
him and a t-rex and even laid down in this huge book to show
he was practically the same size as his claws. (life size
representations in this book... so cool!)

then there is the boy in the skeleton shirt that tried to convince
me his leg was broken last week. and there's the girl that
owns the classroom and everyone knows it. she was addicted
to her cowboy boots today. of course there's always the boys who tell
stories about hunting and deer antlers on the wall.
we are definitely in hyrum. one boy is moving to switzerland
and was telling me all kinds of things about it. he also told me
he's going to do a report on south america because he's such an
advanced reader he doesn't have a group during group time.
he needs something "to keep his mind alert and occupied."
such a vocabulary these students already know!

then we got talking about chocolate-covered graham crackers
and i think i jumped up in all their books when they found out
that those and macaroni and cheese are my favorite after school snacks.

2nd grade is the greatest. i wish i could take a recorder around
just to capture all the funny things these little ones say!


10.26.2009

the next best thing

so. i unpleasantly found out tonight that
anonymous was only waiting on
the next best thing.
and it appears he has found it.
today was such a good day,
why did i have to find out tonight?!
i'm inclined to believe i am more mature than that,
so i am not going to let it ruin my good mood.

BUT

can i please have permission to be angry?
just for a day or two?
then i'll get over him, i promise.

[ boys are dumb. throw rocks at them ]

no more toast :(

tonight i was minding my own business,
just making some toast for dinner.
all the sudden i got a lovely display of
blue and orangey-yellow sparks,
a fume of smoke, and my toast popped up,

unfinished.

that toaster has been good to us.
may she rest in peace.

good things come to those who wait.

i was reminded of an important lesson today.
some things are so unexpected when you don't know the whole story.
today i was reminded that i need to not be so quick to jump to
conclusions or anger or fear or anxiety when when things are
seemingly all going wrong. wait, things will work out.
there are always parts to the story that i don't know.
there are always surprises waiting to unfold, if we just wait.
seriously, things always work out.

[ just for the record, this is not about the dear anonymous post.
no, no. that still stands the way it was told. unsolved and angering.
this is about something more important-something i care about

above all.

someone i only have to wait 115 more days to see.
it was a good day to get mail today. ]

10.25.2009

fall was too short.

it's supposed to snow on tuesday.
this makes me grumpy.
maybe it won't stick.
on the bright side: this week is halloween
and i get to go home!
hopefully swine will be out of my house
by the time i get there.
*shudder*

10.24.2009

10 good things today:

- got to play with emily and jackie last night. best!
- fell asleep to the pouring rain last night
- i get to go home in 6 days
- listening to august rush=love.
- it is halloween this week
- i have the most amazing mom in the world
- michael g is 21. happy birthday, love.
- got to sleep in today, and rice chex for breakfast
- figuring out schedule for next semester... stoked!
- we finally got our leaky bathtub faucet fixed

life is good.

Dear Anonymous,


I hate that i feel this way about you. I hate that you don't know how much it hurt me when you said what you did today. I hate that I feel like my emotions are uncontrollable. I hate girl hormones. I was planning on you for a month, so it hurt when you said you can't go anymore. We had plans. I'm angry that we talked every single day until this week, when it stopped cold turkey, without reasons why. I hate that when I texted you 3 times this week, you didn't write back to any, but when you texted me you expected a timely, friendly reply. When we decided to just be friends I felt good about it but I don't know how we can go on like this. You treat me like a convenience, and that hurts. I still consider you a priority. That's what best friends are. Priorities. It kills me to think I can't be that to you. I feel guilty letting myself fall for you. I feel so silly now. Did I really think things could eventually work out? I just wish you could understand how much I truly care about you, how much I regret whatever I did to make me repulsive to you now. I wish I knew so I could fix it. It scares me to think our friendship is in jeopardy because I need you. I need you more than you know. 3 years ago, you walked out of my life. This year you waltzed right back in. Secretly I was ecstatic. But I can't lose you again. Hear me? I can't. I'm sorry I'm out of the right things to say. I'm sorry for the unknown future. I forgive you, as much as that hurts. But please stop killing me slowly with your charm then leaving me out to dry. I want things to be the same as they were 2 weeks ago. That can't happen without you. And if it can't happen at all, then I need to move on, once and for all. Make up your mind. I can't play the middle-man anymore.


Sincerely, Sara


10.21.2009

oklahoma!!

my best friend from high school got her mission call tonight!!


soon-to-be sister sarah ann england is going to:
the great state of oklahoma!

i don't think i have ever seen sarah happier
or giddier than she was tonight.
and for anyone who knows her,
that is sayin' somethin'!
what a phenomenal missionary she will be!

congrats, sarah with an h!

miss Fence.

started block II of practicum yesterday.
firstly, very glad to be out of kindergarten.
and now, onto second grade adventures.
the class is absolutely adorable and
i've secretly always wanted to teach
2nd grade, so this is like a dream come true.
i haven't met the real teacher yet, her mom
died on monday and she won't be back until tuesday.
today i officially introduced myself to the class.
they were having trouble pronouncing my last name
so i told them it rhymed with "fence" so they could
remember it better. they giggled and had no trouble
the rest of the day. the substitute teacher, on the
other hand called me "Miss Fence" the rest the day.
every time she talked to me i giggled, and so did the class.
she was pretty stern, i have yet to see her smile,
but one of the kids finally said, "it's ence, not fence."
she apologized. but, the next time she spoke to me,
she said, "Miss Nence." is ENCE really that hard to say?

i mean really.

10.20.2009

20.

today marks 20 months.

125 days to go.

just sayin' is all. just sayin'.

10.19.2009

silence in a shattered world

"can you hear the prayer of the children
on bended knee in the shadow of an unknown room
empty eyes with no more tears to cry
turning heavenward for the light

crying jesus, help me to see the morning light
for one more day. but if i should die before i wake,
i pray my soul to take

can you feel the hearts of the children
aching for home, for something of their very own
reaching hands, with nothing to hold onto,
but hope for a better day, a better day

crying jesus, help me to feel the love again
in my own land, but if unknown roads lead
away from home, give me loving arms away from harm

can you hear the voice of the children
softly pleading for silence in a shattered world
angry gods preach the gospel full of hate
blood of the innocent on their hands

cry jesus, help me to feel the sun again upon my face
for when darkness clears i know you're near
bringing peace again

can you hear the prayer of the children?"

aren't we all children?

10.18.2009

so i have this friend named ben

so i have this friend named ben. last summer he wrote this note about me for the facebook world to see. i searched for it today because i needed a self-esteem boost. ben is an amazing friend, even though we don't talk much anymore, i am so appreciative for all these things he said about me :) thanks ben :)

"10 Things Concerning Sara the Ence

I know a girl named Sara Michelle Ence. If I were to totally describe the Sara Ence it would take weeks, and I don't have that kind of time. Also, I don't really know how to describe her adequately. She possesses a LOT of different charecteristics and attributes you see, which makes it difficult. So I assembled my crack team to research and try to define the one known as Sara Ence, and this is the top ten things we discovered. (They aren't really in any particular order).

10) If you put her first initial immediately followed by her last name it sounds like the word sense (S.Ence), and when you talk to Sara everything seems to make sense...well, sometimes.

9) She is a kind person, but when aggrivated she can be as deadly as kissing a viper.

8) She loves ice cream, which is awesome because ice cream is the best.

7) She outwardly expresses that she hates BYU (byewww), but we all know on the inside what she really thinks...RISE AND SHOUT!

6) When it comes to music theory and aural skills, Sara dominates. She's also not afraid to personally exclaim her superiority over you.

5) Sara's cause of death will most likely be due to spontaneous combustion. It's the most random way to go and Sara can be extremelly random.

4) Sara is a "girls girl" and likes horses, ponies, unicorns, little fairies, the color pink, bows, chick flicks, barbie, blues clues, prince william and star wars.

3) Sara is unguessable. It is nigh impossible to figure out what is going through her cranium in any given moment. This may be one reason why she was voted by her high school class as the "most likely to be seen on the news one day."

2) Sara is just like a Disney princess. She is beautiful, funny and talented. You either want to be the villian and get rid of her cause she makes you look bad, or the good guy and make her day because when she's your friend it can't get much better.

and finally...

1) Sara is just an all around awesome person. Inside and out she is unique (in a good way). Even though I give her a lot of crud, I am proud to call Sara the Ence my friend, what can I say, I just love the girl."


miss emily braegger


i haven't seen this wonderful woman for about a year,
which is really weird to think about!
good news #1: she is totally coming to visit me this weekend!
good(er) news #2: she is totally coming back to school in spring!
i am ecstatic to have her back. may the adventures begin again!

PS leave it up to joyce to 'chit su' in the picture.
wo ai ni, joyce :)

the loves of my life

i miss mi familia most on sundays.
roommates, as much as i love them,
just aren't the same. just sayin'.

10.17.2009

32 - 35


elle le ferait.


10.15.2009

love at first listen

yesterday jackie and i talked about men with english accents.

jackie claims if she ever meets one it will be love at first listen.

"love at first listen". i just thought that was a funny phrase.

that's all, for today. cheerio, darling!

10.14.2009

root beer tissues

today was really funny for some reason.
the funniest things kept happening! but, in kindergarten,
a little boy came up to me as i was sitting by the tower
of tissue boxes and pointed at one then said, rather excitedly,
with that cute little excited glow that kids get,
"miss ence! are those root beer tissues?!"
i couldn't help but chuckle as i said, "wait, what?"
he repeated, "are those root beer tissues?" (yes, i heard right)
"because i love root beer above all other drinks mmm mmm!"
i was laughing so hard, but explained just the box was brown,
that the tissues weren't flavored or smelly. he looked rather
disappointed, then said, "miss ence, you wanna know what?"
(then before i had time to reply), "i'm gonna invent the first
root beer tissues in the world and earn 100 dollars!!"
then he walked away. i laughed for a good five minutes.
kids say the darndest things!

dead veterans

we are singing a veteran's day concert on the 11th.
dr. craig jessop was explaining tonight that there will be a
section roped off in the front for 400 veterans and their families.
this woman down in front, bless her soul, raised her hand and
asked this question:"is it just the living veterans that are
invited?" after a brief pause, the whole 300 person choir
burst into uncontrollable laughter. really?

are only the living veterans invited?
as opposed to... the dead ones?

the cute old man next to me leaned over and said,
"well i was just on my way to the
graveyard to start digging."

10.13.2009

emma eccles and her dyed tennis shoes

so there's this lady named emma eccles jones.
she's kind of a big deal in logan. pretty much the education
department only exists now because of her. one day i want
to meet this woman. anyway. yesterday when we were
locked out of class i read a story about emma eccles
that i thought was simply charming. something else
that's kind of a big deal in logan is the summer opera
concert series. emma eccles used to attend said series
with another lady friend, and sometimes her husband too.
this was a glorious event always, one for nice dresses
and primped hair. one day emma and her friend decided
they were too old to wear heels to the opera because it
made them too tired. did this stop them from going to
the opera? no. emma, for the rest of her life, attended
the opera in fancy dresses and dyed tennis shoes that
matched each dress. someday i will be like this.

oatmeal

note to self:
it's best to put the liquid in the oatmeal
before it goes in the microwave.

10.11.2009

christmas in october... deal.

i love christmas.
so so so much.
i start looking forward to it
at the first sign of cold weather.
tonight, i was talking to alex
about christmas break
and it got me really, really
excited for the lights, the music,
the fires, the hot chocolate,
the tree, family, christmas eve
talent show, new pjs, caroling,
jason b to be home, christmas
plays and christmas concerts,
snowmen, etc etc etc.

guilty as charged, i may or may
not have gotten out my christmas
music tonight. and that was a bad
idea because it just made me
that much more excited.

only 2 months from today until
school's out for christmas :]

now that is a number i can live with.

10.10.2009

we danced.

let's be honest, most of us
girls are hopeless romantics.
( chick flicks will do that to ya... )
there's the typical things we dream
about, like being kissed in the perfect
rain storm, or walking on the beach
into the sunset, even a ferris wheel ride.
i'd say dancing in a parking lot is up there
as well. thus, when he pulled into the
stadium with a grin on his face, parked,
turned up the music and said, "i want
to teach you something," i just about
melted. we danced.
i was terrible and a little uncertain
about all the lifts and swings, but

it was darling.

he also might have admitted to me that
he dreams about kissing a girl in the rain
too. so maybe we're not the only ones
hopelessly waiting for the perfect rainstorm
with the perfect company.

"i don't know how it gets better than this,
but with you i'd dance in a storm in my
best dress, fearless"


10.09.2009

unknowns

sometimes the people we love the most
tell us the things that we want to hear the least,
but probably just the thing we needed to hear,
and deep down we know they are true,
no matter how much we don't want to admit it.
and probably the worst part about it is,
we know we have to accept them, not just because
they came from who they did, but because it's
something we have to learn or convince ourselves
before anything else can happen.

for the record, i hate unknowns.

10.06.2009

banguals.


so i cut my hair this weekend.
shorter, but got bangs. like the straight across kind.
definitely still trying to get used to them, and
trying to decide if i like it or not.



anywayy... today in kindergarten this little boy walked in.

he is one of the worst trouble makers, but also one of my

favorites because he is so dang adorable.

his backpack dropped, he stopped dead in his tracks,

and said, with mouth dropped open, "miss ence!

what happened to your hair?!!"

i explained i got a haircut this weekend.

he said, "i think you are pretty both ways, but

i think i like the first way better. your hair is supposed

to be up, not down." so then the whole class started

talking about my hair and if they liked it or not.


after about 5 minutes of this, one of the sweetest, most

sincere girls came up and, while stroking my arm,

said, "miss ence, don't listen to them. i love your hair.

you are beautiful just the way you are."


can i just say how much i love little children?!

they are so honest. and i love that.


hiking. the un-fun way.

every morning when i
hike
to school
i am reminded
how out of shape
i am.

10.05.2009

shivering!

when it's colder inside than outside
the apartment, it's time to get the furnace fixed.

10.04.2009

25 reasons why we love BYU

by sara michelle ence and whitney sariah ward 1. the cougar "growl" sounds like someone hacking up phlegm. 2. all the stereotypes are true. 3. traffic is unbelievable, especially on game day. 4. they pray in swing dance class. 5. book title: "finding god at byu" really? 6. most the attractive guys are married, or really old. 7. taco bell made us sick. 8. long boards are prohibited on campus! 9. beard permit. 10. campus is confusingly ginormous. 11. they are taught how to judge, and they do. 12. no mercy for usu fans. 13. they stole our color. 14. the testing center is a strange concept to us. 15. they refuse to come to the spectrum. 16. brainwashed all the rm's to go there. 17. "because of you our faith is strong... as brothers and sisters we unite" the fight song is laaaame. 18. honor code THAT. 19. curfew? 20. you can't use our bathroom, but there's a guest bathroom a mile away. 21. analogies: why this water balloon fight is like the gospel. 22. people look at you funny when you don't watch conference. 23. everyone looks the same. 24. city streets are confusing :( 25. acronyms for every building... necessary? oh Provo. no matter what landon says, I'd like to believe my tithing money went to pay for the automated toilet dispensers in da "wilk". don't worry i still love you alex :D

10.01.2009

ya done yet?

oh. my. goodness. panic! at the disco
has some ridiculous titles to their songs.
on my ipod shuffle by the time it finishes
scrolling across the screen to display
the whole title, the song is practically over.

observe:

"lying is the most fun a girl can have
without taking her clothes off"
[ scandalous ]

"london beckoned songs about money
written by machines"
[ doesn't make sense ]

"the only difference between martyrdom
and suicide is press coverage"
[ and you would know, why? ]

and my personal favorite,
"there's a good reason these tables are numbered
honey, you just haven't thought of it yet"
[ their best song everrr ]


...when you're in black slacks with accentuating
off-white pinstripes, oh woh,
everything goes according to plan...

pAnIc!