"It is not the ctitic who counts: not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles or where the doer of deeds could have done better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood, who strives valiantly, who errs and comes up short again and again, because there is no effort without error or shortcoming, but who knows the great enthusiasms, the great devotions, who spends himself for a worthy cause; who, at best, knows, in the end, the triumph of high achievement, and who, at the worst, if he fails, at least he fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who knew neither victory nor defeat."

~Theodore Roosevelt


Monday, June 21, 2010

I kind of just felt like writing...

~A birthday is just the first day of another 365-day journey around the sun. Enjoy the trip.
~Unknown

Happy Birthday to my mom!

My mom and I in my dorm at college

Mom and Bronwen


Mom, Scarlet, Brae, and Boz :)

Haha, so today I finished printing out my journal from my first year in college. It's 135 pages typed-11 sized font instead of 12. I started it after three days in Provo... "I kind of just felt like writing. We'll see what comes out..."

Crazy how much I wrote, how much came from those first two lines. I had a lot to say... and a lot of things I could really only tell myself-haha, things I worked out for myself in my journal. I love the fact that I have so much recorded. And ya, it's cool to read what I did each day but the best parts are how I felt and what I thought about things. The last line turned out to be pretty epic too... though kind of mean and not something I'm going to post on the internet :)

I know I've written about journals before but I just have to say, I love the days when I can just write because I feel like writing. Yes, there were plenty of days that I didn't feel like writing but I did... actually, a lot of posts start out that way: "Well, not in the mood to write..."

I don't know that anyone will ever read it-but it felt good to get things out. And, of course, it's fun to go back and read myself :)

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