21 mexicans and 1 Kevin
I will admit I go to University of Spoiled Children. I am typing this in my $2800 a month apartment staring at a 9th story view of downtown la and the hollywood sign, my parents pay for my $33000 a year tuition and my visa platinum bill. But to take this in and make this my experience while Im in LA by just going to the nice bars and clubs etc etc would be fucking retarded. Im only here for so long so I might as well do the best I can to take in as much as I can so I did again tonight. Ill just start at 6 to make it easier , I got drunk with my roomie geoff then went to a documentary screening about american apparal and sweat x , two companies that rely on marketing sweatshop free clothing in order to come above the trendy crowd, what sucked was that sweat x failed because it was horribly run and marketed (from what I saw on the doc) but american apparal was doing good but i learned nothing because I already got a tour and met the ceo. whats funny is the ceo sold the company a year ago after expanding to over 100 markets. good luck dealing with the over expansion investors.
so I left a little early because Dov (aa founder) was a crazy fuck that just did what he wanted to do , and I felt that was a good enough roll model to skip the q and a with the doc producer to take a nice bike ride to ucla. I got there in 1.5 hours which comes down to about 10mph. I have no clue how I ride so slow, I blame the hills. my favorite sight was a guy trying to kiss his gf with a lit cigarette. I almost got hit by a bentley in bev hills, an explorer in westwood, and an accord on ucla campus. So I got there met with aaron blah blah blah got drunk in a westwood bar. A drunk and id vote slutty chick tried to dance with me all bad but I really didnt want to and a group of dudes busted my balls for not licking my fingers and slapping her ass.
So on my ride back i ran into a group waiting for a bus which for me is odd at 2am so I asked them where they were going, in broken english it was translated into downtown. I tried to get on the first bus but there were already bikes on the rack so i had to wait for the next one. while waiting a new group appeared and after talking to them they were explaining how they were going home. shit, going home at 2 something am from work I honestly think that sucks ass. So number 2 bus I hop on and ride, im the only non mexican person blah blah blha my story sucks so much more while typing it an hour later that im over it
so I left a little early because Dov (aa founder) was a crazy fuck that just did what he wanted to do , and I felt that was a good enough roll model to skip the q and a with the doc producer to take a nice bike ride to ucla. I got there in 1.5 hours which comes down to about 10mph. I have no clue how I ride so slow, I blame the hills. my favorite sight was a guy trying to kiss his gf with a lit cigarette. I almost got hit by a bentley in bev hills, an explorer in westwood, and an accord on ucla campus. So I got there met with aaron blah blah blah got drunk in a westwood bar. A drunk and id vote slutty chick tried to dance with me all bad but I really didnt want to and a group of dudes busted my balls for not licking my fingers and slapping her ass.
So on my ride back i ran into a group waiting for a bus which for me is odd at 2am so I asked them where they were going, in broken english it was translated into downtown. I tried to get on the first bus but there were already bikes on the rack so i had to wait for the next one. while waiting a new group appeared and after talking to them they were explaining how they were going home. shit, going home at 2 something am from work I honestly think that sucks ass. So number 2 bus I hop on and ride, im the only non mexican person blah blah blha my story sucks so much more while typing it an hour later that im over it