The End

This will be my last blog post.

For now.

I dunno. I haven't really enjoyed writing lately.

And people who know me well, know that my last five posts have been mediocre.

I was really excited when I first made this blog.

I remember reading Taylor Wicker's, and thinking how much I loved what she wrote. And I wanted to do the same thing.

But now, I'm just frustrated.

I'm frustrated that I don't ever know what or how to write.

I'm frustrated that I can't seem to keep people in my life like I wanted to.

I'm frustrated that, even though I begin my career at Marian next fall, the Ivy Tech English department and the teachers in it are soul sucking jerks.

I can't wait to be in a writing class that makes me write.

Not..."Okay, now for this weeks journal entry, I want you to tell me what time period would you like to live in, if any."

Eight grade writing?

But this has been fun. I'll still keep my notebooks around to keep my short stories in.

Maybe I'll start up a new blog during the summer. Maybe. Or I may wait until Marian.

I won't take this Blog Spot down though. I still want to keep it as a sentimental piece...if that makes sense.

I know some people will be disappointed, especially my followers. But I don't like not having the heart to update this as often as I would like.

I wish I had something cool to say to end this.

It was just a sprain, I guess.