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Terre des Hommes

I'm infinitely proud of myself. It's nearing the end of January and i've successfully held fast to my resolution of never again falling for an asshole/bad boy/player.

Life is so much easier and stress-free when your only crush lives 2,500 miles away!

Seriously, who needs crushes when you have a million boy friends to waste your time with? I spent the weekend with boys. Friday night Jordan called and convinced me to break free of my autocad enslavement so I headed over to Venice. As soon as i walked in I was swept away to some random dive bar in some random part of town that I can't even tell you where it was... near the airport perhaps? Anyways, we danced up a storm, caught up on each others lives, and went back to Dave's at 2 am. Obviously Jordan started setting up for a photoshoot (white seamless and everything) and we posed our lives away for the next two hours. At 4 am my platonic true love and I parted ways, with plans to go to Big Bear next Friday.

Saturday and Sunday were filled with tanning, homework and Mad Men. I set up shop at Cam, Matt & Ben's apartment (since i'm watching Mad Men Season 2 from Matt's iTunes) - although this doesn't really qualify as "hanging out with boys" (unless you consider the boys in the show) cause they were all in Big Bear. But it was wonderful. I bought them dark pink gerbera daisies because sunny Sundays are meant for buying flowers!

My Days are Numbered...

Today my truest of LA loves got her Visa application denied. If this means that she's going home, my days here are definitely numbered. Although LA is a dream, it's just that - a dream. And one can't live a dream forever... Real life misses me. Moving here was the boldest thing i've ever done. It was the greatest example of making an impossible dream come true. It gave me faith in myself and molded me into a crazy extreme wonderful version of Christine. I'm the most competent girl I know. I've proved this 100 times over.

BUT I love my roots. I love my family. I love my best friends who i've been best friends with for over 20 years. And they're not here. Even though I love my LA friends and my little LA life i've built for myself, it's just not home.

Buttttt... I did just apply for my OPT Visa, so maybe I'll take advantage of this dreamland life for a little longer!