"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


Thursday, April 7, 2011

Check List

~A college education shows a man how little other people know.
~Thomas Chandler Haliburton

Sometimes I struggle to make posts long enough. What I mean long enough? I hate when the pictures on the side of the blog are longer than the posts... if that makes sense. So I try to maintain regular sized posts :)

Laundry-washed and dried: CHECK
Clean Room: CHECK
All Online French Homework for the Semester: CHECK
All British Literary History Reading for the Semester: CHECK
All D&C Homework for the Semester: CHECK

Man, I didn't realize how much I have done! I just have one paper to write, one paper to revise, one poem to memorize, the Canterbury Tales intro to memorize, one more story to read, and all my test to get ready for.

Alright, that sounds like a lot I have to do still...

Really I'm just struggling with the papers. They take hours. I don't even want to start. Again, dumb since I'm an English major :/ But my current plan is to just get everything done tonight that I can and maybe have Monday and Tuesday to write and the rest of the week to study... ya, I need to start tonight. Curses.

Spring Cleaning

~In the spring, at the end of the day, you should smell like dirt.
~Margaret Atwood

Today has been kind of a bad day. I am not about to share details as to why over the internet. But I will share what I did about, or in spite of, or because of it. I guess I kind of noticed, looking back, that when I get these seemingly random urges to clean are when I feel down in the dumps.
After I thought about that for a while it occurred to me that maybe I feel the need to control something. And throwing things out and organizing helps. And then I can go back and enjoy the fruits of such bad days in the cleanliness of my room!

So I got rid of two grocery sacks full of trash... where the heck did all that come from?! And I loaded up two boxes of things to take home because I don't need them here. And I figure all of this is good timing because cleaning check is this Saturday! Well, not that they really check. I swear our apartment will be just as messy the day after cleaning checks as before-and not cuz we mess it up quickly.

Also, I have a close parking spot! Right behind the building-not even in the parking lot across the street! Which is crazy, cuz I didn't get home until midnight last night. I'd pretty much given up on getting a parking spot even remotely close that late at night. I'm kind of glad I at least looked in the lot-I almost didn't.

Oh, and I decided to sluff French this morning! Just had to put that in here. Because it's probably the last time this semester and it makes me happy! Last week I only sluffed one class... this week it's two so far. *sigh* it's that close to the end of the semester...

Laundry Day

~What a lot we lost when we stopped writing letters. You can't reread a phone call.
~Liz Carpenter

What I really need to do is write in my journal. And while that is on my list of things to do, catching up all the way is a lot harder than catching up my blog. Not sure why I felt the need to write that...

So, it's laundry day. Yuck. No, laundry isn't that bad. And I got all my machines today when I needed them. It's a matter of getting everything dry. I admit, they were big loads. I wait until I really need to do laundry before I do. When I brought everything back to my room and spent an hour hanging and folding everything I found random wet parts. A damp sleeve, a damp section of pants, the towels were just generally damp... I even put on my sweats and they're all dry except the pockets-so I turned them inside-out and looked weird for a while!

I attempted to dry everything by hanging it around my room... I usually have a shirt or skirt that I drip-dry and they're more wet than these things... but after two and a half hours and absolutely no improvement, I got sick of my small room covered in wet stuff. So I spent the fifty cents and put in another load.

I am just glad I'm on the bottom floor and the laundry room is just around the corner. Cuz it would suck to have to go up and down all those stairs over and over again with clothes...

Tuesday, April 5, 2011

Luckiest People

~It's not what you look at that matters, it's what you see.
~Henry David Thoreau

Haha, I know I've been blogging a lot but I got behind last weekend and, you guessed it, I'm going home again this weekend and will probably get behind again.

But I don't seem to have much else to say today so I wanted to share a video :) I saw this a few weeks ago and thought it was pretty awesome-especially the car going through traffic...


Six Days Left... and counting

~Poetry is man's rebellion against being what he is.
~James Branch Cabell

*sigh* the end of the semester is upon us. Not to say I'm not excited, but I'm feeling kind of doomed. Just, my grades aren't looking so hot. And at this point in the semester all you can really do is study hard for the final. And I am not a test-taker, to say the least. Oh, and write amazing final essays, which, if you read my previous post you know I am struggling with :)

But I will try not to be a downer! At least not until finals week...

I got to take a nap today! Well, I probably shouldn't have but it was so nice! Haha, except that I forgot to put my retainer in before I fell asleep... and now my teeth have moved. So I'm wearing it now. Seriously, braces and retainers are insane. They are such a good idea-seriously, I'm so grateful that they got rid of the giant gap between my two front teeth. But why must teeth move back to where they were so easily?

Devotional was good-last of the semester... except for the un-forum next week!!! I'm looking forward to that! It was really good last year. Though, and not to be negative, I have a word for all the excessively lovey-dovey couples: if you're not gonna listen, if you're just gonna whisper and cuddle and generally be annoying-don't come! I want to listen!

Alright, I'll stop myself there. I remember how I felt last year about the couples all over campus. And while I can understand now, it's no less annoying when you are in a relationship yourself.

Also, I really enjoyed being able to talk to people in my English class today for over a half hour. We were talking about our final essays, but we only had so much to say. I miss having a social life at school. That is one thing I miss about high school. Though, I kind of felt like I had something to prove-I really need to pick a favorite author and time period and all kinds of other things to sound legit...

Dear Essay...

Dear five-paragraph essay of my public education,

You suck. Yes, you made it so easy to write an essay in middle and high school. Though, you were very redundant and boring you helped fill the pages. But you are now a terrible thing for me to be used to and I detest that fact.

Eighth grade. Mr. Richardson's US History class. Fall of 2004. That's when I learned "Say what you're going to say. Say it. Say it again." Such a simple concept. Of course it had to be too simple, huh?

Now I sit in my college classes trying to figure out how to write an essay. Yep, I'm an English major. Ya, apparently I still don't know how to write an essay. It is a very sad fact. One that I must cope with.

How to make a clear, pointed thesis statement without saying what I'm going to say? How do I not make it redundant? How did I get through all these years assuming the thesis statement always goes at the end of the first paragraph? Well, okay, we learned about thesis statements one day when I missed school. Maybe that's why I have such problems...

Monday, April 4, 2011

Conference Weekend :)

~We exaggerate misfortune and happiness alike. We are never as bad off or as happy as we say we are.
~Honore de Balzac

Alright, it's been a few days. And despite the fact that I really should be doing my homework... as always... I decided to blog. I had a wonderful weekend! Friday I went camping with my boyfriend, his siblings, and some friends. Camping has never been my favorite thing. I don't remember going when I was younger and my family's only gone two or three times in the last, well, as long as I can remember. So most of my experience has been from girl's camp and youth conference. It's always been fun. I just hate feeling dirty and having greasy hair and not wearing make-up when I feel like I should. Oh, and I have this thing about people washing their hands-especially when we don't have a real bathroom around.

But I have to admit, it was lots of fun. It was almost dark by the time go got there and we started a fire. Pretty much, I froze the entire time. But we ate and talked and told stories and got the people next to us to stop making noise at one in the morning and were visited by the cops and stayed up until three... But of course the best part was going with my boyfriend!

Saturday we went jeeping in the morning and listened to General Conference on our way home :) I love Conference weekend!!! And it was amazing this time-haha, as always. I'm excited to read them all again... alright, and the few I slept through cuz I don't sleep well camping. I got home from school today and listened to three talks!

Besides that I visited with my family and spent time with my boyfriend and dreaded coming back to school... haha, only seven more days of class though! Two more papers. Five finals. And SIX days off before Spring Semester! Ah, part of me can't believe it's already April. The other part of me feels like it's about time :)