Blinding Confusion...

...yeah...I always seem to get into the weirdest most depressing moods when I actually have time to think, but then when I have no time for anything, I'm always mad that I don't have time to just relax and think about stuff. I feel so conformed, and though that's probably an overused feeling, its true. I can't think of anything original, and everything I ever try to write has already been done, I think my creativity is outdated, it'd be fine if everything I think of hadn't already been like cliched....I don't even know if I like blogs yet...