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.
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!
