It's 9:27 in the morning, and here I am, propped up on my bed, randomly clicking on friendster pages, and blogspots.

Looking through their pictures, and reading through their entries, I feel as though so much of life has passed me by! Over the last six months, people have gotten married, had kids, changed jobs, found girlfriends. . . . so that if people ask me what's new with my life, I can only shrug and say, "Oh, the bar. What fun."

It's a strange feeling getting back into the world following the bar examinations. I feel like its just exchanging one loneliness for another. Or perhaps it's really the same loneliness, I was just too stressed and anxious to tell the difference. And it's only now when I finally have the time (or the luxury) to be human again, when I could actually allow myself to indulge in my old hang-ups and insecurities, that all those pent-up and repressed feelings of the last six months find full expression in the silence of a rainy evening, or the greyness of a long drive home.

Pardon my rant, but it's rather difficult trying to find something meaningful to do these days, and worse yet, not having anyone in particular to do it with. Hohum. It's scary, actually: I woke up this morning feeling, "Oh, shit, maybe this is as good as it gets."