Scooters, fuck off.

"Labels for this post:
e.g. scooters, holidays, autumn"

If anyone reading this has searched for blogs about scooters, please for the love of God, leave a comment.

That's not even what I came on to write about. Jeez.

So yeah, anyway, I just wanted a rant.

What about? Not sure yet, we'll see what happens as I write.

So yeah. I'm a tad confused. Why is it that when I had nothing in particular to be happy about, I was happy. But now, I have something I should be ecstatic about, and I'm starting to feel down. I mean, is my mind so backwards that good things make me sad? And now I'm having second thoughts, but I really don't know what to do. It's not that I'm scared or anything - far from it. I just... I don't know.

I really want to get away. To start new. I feel like I have too much baggage in my life - I want rid of it. I want to start a new life. I'm only 18 for fuck sake, how the hell can I pull it off?

Oh I don't know what else to write.