At the beginning of the semester, I had to start a blog for my second semester writing class. At first I was a little unsure of how it would go. I never blogged before and took to the semester long assignment without much enthusiasm. As time went by, I would occasionally add to it. Most of the semester, I would tell myself that I would blog a few times during the week to catch up on the blogs I missed. As the semester came to a close, I told myself that i would blog and try to find some meaning behind it. I have been blogging for about 6 straight hours now. Yes, some of you probably think that I am crazy. Others may think that I am lazy. The truth is, I never originally wanted to blog. I asked myself, "What good will my blogs do for someone else who reads them?" I am a private person and I do not like to put out my personal information for everyone to see. I struggled coming up with ideas for good blogs worthy to be seen by eyes other than my own. Today, something changed. As I began to type up my early blogs today, I couldn't help but notice the excitement that came with telling a story. I wanted to do nothing else during that moment other than tell my story. I don't want this feeling of excitement when writing to go away. It keeps me focused and motivated to get more accomplished. If only I would have felt this feeling earlier in the semester.