It's the second day I've stayed home straight in a row, just stoning outside of my balcony. The whole idea of me living alone is finally sinking in. I'm not sure if this whole thing is working out for me. Or maybe cos' I haven't got a job and thus my feel of self worth is going down. The scary part's that I don't really feel like making new friends. So comfortable with the people I am familiar with, and tired of the whole process, I just don't want to do it. Couldn't take it anymore so went out to Harry Canary's for a couple of Spanish beers. I miss my time in Sydney. It was a whole different experience but one which I don't really feel like talking about here. I'm starting to ask myself if moving here was a right thing. All the what ifs have been coming up over the past two days. Practically speaking, I know that Melbourne's a better choice in terms of the program. But...ok. I'm not going to talk bout this here. AT, MT, thanks for calling tonight. Appreciated it. Maybe I just need to learn how to live alone.