"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, April 19, 2011

Google Doc

~found a great poem about finals week... but it said it had a copyright... so I didn't want to copy it. But you can Google "Ode to Finals Week"-it's by Sarah :)

The Google Doc is amazing to me. I hadn't really used them much until this semester and several of my classes are using them for study guides. Don't know what I'd do without them... oh ya, look up all the information myself... or not. My notes don't cover as much as other people-especially those with computers.

But it's such a weird thing to be reading a document and have some brightly colored cursor pop up and start typing words on your screen. Just now someone highlighted a whole bunch... for a minute I was afraid they would erase everything!

I'm super worried I won't be able to get up at 6:15 for my final at 7. I can just see myself waking up at nine and realizing I missed it. Ugh, that does not sound like fun.
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