"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 12, 2011

Unforum

~There are short-cuts to happiness, and dancing is one of them.
~Vicki Baum

Yay! Done with British Literary History... as long as I pass. Took my last rolling final today-which everyone should do, it was so nice. I would have no chance of passing without that. We took part of the final-5 questions-every two or three weeks. So there's no cramming at the end and no worrying during finals week. Turned in my final research paper today. And I actually feel like I did a good job. It's been written for almost two weeks and I've actually had time to edit it :) And I managed to recite the first 18 lines of the prologue to "The Canterbury Tales" in Middle English! I feel so accomplished.

Now I have four class periods left and one paper to write. But I now have the introductory paragraph and all my sources. Now I just need to learn to focus. I'm slightly intimidated by my many days of studying ahead. Because I can't focus that long and I am not a good studier. I'd rather glance over the information for two minutes and take the test-which is something I know I'll regret. But I'm headed home for three days to study during the day and take breaks at night. Rather than just sit in my apartment and watch movies in between everything.

Oh! The BYU un-forum was today! It was pretty good. I really enjoyed it last year and was excited to go this time. But watching the clubs perform made me miss dancing. And performing. All the hours of practice and sweat and blood and tears-literally. Getting sick of the music and unconsciously going through steps in your head or with your feet all day. I miss looking out at an audience from the stage and the bright lights on my face and the makeup and hair spray and itchy costumes. The nervousness and restlessness. I miss it all.

The last time I performed was almost two years ago now. In front of a full Conference Center in Salt Lake City. And it was such a wonderful experience. The long early morning practices and the dance style I wasn't used to. It was all so fun! I wish I cold go back. Or have an opportunity to do something like that now-days. But I'm not good enough for a college team. Nor would I want to spend all my time doing that. I just want to dance.
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