"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


Tuesday, June 29, 2010

I Wish

~Everyone who has ever taken a shower has had an idea. It's the person who gets out of the shower, dries off, and does something about it that makes a difference.
~Nolan Bushnell

So, I spent a good chunk of yesterday and a few hours already today typing up my journal from sophomore year. I've probably said that before-as I've been trying to do it for over a month. It looks so much neater typed. Though, I am appalled by my many spelling, grammar, and usage mistakes :)

I don't know if it's true, but in middle and high school I heard a lot of comments about how we would wish we'd worked harder in school... I wish I had worked less. Yes, I am extremely grateful I have my Associates Degree and the scholarship that came with it. Yes, I always made Honor Roll and was a Sterling Scholar. Yes, I learned to work hard and get everything done on time. And I have a half-tuition scholarship through BYU... I'm not saying I would want to give all that up. But I just wish I hadn't been so bent on always being the perfect student.

I can't tell you how many times I wrote in my journal about staying up until 2 or 3 in the morning to get homework done, getting up early to do homework, sitting in the commons or lunch room doing homework, not going to dances, games, pep rallies, concerts, plays, or simply not hanging out with friends... and doing homework. I measured my days by how much homework I did. Every time we had free time or I finished my assignments early...

It wasn't until senior year that I started to let some things go. My grades were still good-I started to get B's, but they were in my concurrent classes and night classes at SLCC. I learned what it was like to sluff! I was tardy, and proud of it. I learned how many attendance points I could rack up without going to attendance school. I talked during class and didn't always take notes. Sometimes I turned in homework late. I went to almost every football game and hung out with friends after. I joined a few clubs-though I have to say I had ulterior motives-like being able to put it on college applications and getting in the yearbook :)

I just wish I'd learned how to have fun before the last six months of high school. Yes, I still spent plenty of time doing homework-I did a lot to get my Associates two months after I got my high school diploma. But I think I learned better how to balance everything. I can't say I'd go back and do it differently because I think I had to experience what I did in order to learn from it. Besides, as much as I enjoyed parts of high school, I am glad that it is over :)

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