bland.

I feel very bland these days. I wake up and just roll out of bed, throw some clothes on, and go to school. I don't fix my hair anymore, I don't put on make up. I just kind of don't take care of my appearance very much at all. I see no real need to, actually. I just sit in the library study room for the entire day anyhow. But still - I'm needing a bit of spicy in my life.

Danny went to Cabo for a bachelor party. I would give anything to be in Cabo right now, laying out on the beach...with no Bar exam to worry about, of course.

It's Friday, but I have nothing to be happy about! Tomorrow, I go through the same routine all over again, starting with the rolling out of bed to go to class. I thought about what I was doing last year at this time. I was working at a place I didn't really like, just chugging through it to make money and put something on my resume.

You know, the scariest thing is that after three years and this Bar studying, I'm having trouble imagining myself as a lawyer. I think being an attorney requires too much book work, and I'm not sure I want to do that anymore. I'd be quite contect with opening that restaurant or doing something creative and entertaining.

I try not to think about it, but when I do, sometimes I wonder - what have I gotten myself into?