"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, April 11, 2011

Counting My Blessings

~The easier it is to do, the harder it is to change.
~Eng's Principle

Counting my blessings today. I drove back to Provo Sunday morning and as I pulled onto my street my car started making this strange noise. To me it sounded like something was boiling in the engine, but kind of metal-ish. Hard to explain.

I had to park in a parking lot I'm not supposed to park in during the week so after church I moved my car. And called my dad. Seems like there's always a problem to fix. He had me start the car so he could listen but he said it was too bad and to turn it off. I was kind of worried but I knew he could fix it. I felt bad he'd have to come here to do it though.

So this afternoon my dad and my boyfriend came to look at my car. Thank goodness they know cars. Something with a belt and bearing and whatnot. The belt was ripped. They told me if it had come apart when I was driving the car wouldn't have worked. I barely made it back to my apartment. I can't even imagine what I would have done if that had happened on the road.

It took about three hours and both of them working to fix it. And I just have to say, I do not understand cars. Haha, not at all. I couldn't even tell what tools were what to help out! How sad.

We went to dinner and they headed back. And now I have to get started on my final paper for American Lit. Been dreading it. It is 20% of my grade. Ugh. But if I can get everything done I will have less to worry about when I go home in less than two days! In my car that now works!
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