4 years ago, while I was studying my undergrad in Paris, I got the chance to study in LA for 6 months.
And since then, I can’t draw a line under it…
It can seem stupid or senseless but since I’ve been back I eat LA (except for cheese), I sleep LA, I dress LA, I live LA. When I count the number of clothes I have with “Cali life”, “I love LA” “California USA” written on it, I think it comes close to obsession but I accept it haha.
When I lived there, I felt so good, I was in my element. I mean how can I not be when it is 30 celcius degrees everyday (it rained for only one week out of 6 months), when you have a pool in your residence, palm trees all around you and crazy burgers and ice creams whenever you want? I am so nostalgic of the first In and Out I ever ate and I am even more nostalgic about the time I discovered the secret menus.
I literally loved living in LA, I loved the people, the atmosphere, I actually simply felt like in an American series. Who doesn’t dream of living their own American series, come one! It’s so cliché but it is true!
Going back to France was pretty hard. Going back to class in Paris in winter after 6 months in LA was brutal. I missed the LA life and my friends very much.
I looked for any ways to go back to the US, but unsuccessfully. I quickly gave up on spending 100 thousands a year for studying in the US, I rather went to London. I thus established a little plan in my head: I will work for 1 to 2 years in France before attempting to get a firm to sponsor me. But as it usually doesn’t go as planned and as in terms of work it is not great, I am thinking about a new strategy.
Sometimes I think I have a problem to always overthink about LA, but the only way to move on it to go back there no? I am aware of the fact that if I go back it will never be like it was 4 years ago. As a student everything was easy. But I don’t give up 🙂
I shared with you a little part of all the pictures that have been taken in LA, I put on the side the crazy pictures taken in frat houses and in Vegas or the perfect pictures from Mexico.
I just would like to know if you guys have ever felt the same, staying nostalgic about a period of your life, without being able to move on? Tell meee guys 🙂
Monday, 3rd December 2018