Ending....

I have nothing more to tell you about as far as my writing goes. I feel literally drained of all ideas that could possibly be an idea to write about. I guess I am going to write about not having anything else to write about. It is not a good feeling to think your brain is so exausted it can not come up with any more ideas to write about. I am glad this class is a short summer class because a 5 semester class would have been torture to write on each day. I have stated it it over and over in my blogs that I am not a strong writer and I struggle unless given strict direction of what to write about. This may be something that bites me in the butt later but as for now I am only a Jr. writer I would say. Not really a minor or a major like in baseball but more like a tee ball player. Interesting metephor isnt it?

BTW Congrats to the Cards for winning on Wednesday! I was surprised!