ooo la L.A.
So I went to Los Angeles this weekend. I had a really good time. I got to see my buddy from school. We talked about life and our experiences and got to know each other better.
I drove up there Friday after work. I ate some food, chilled for a second and went to take a nap. I was knocked out and then woke up so we could go out and party. It was this nice club and had a lot of fun.
Saturday, he told me of his co-worker’s graduation party. However, he took a minute to tell me that it was formal attire. Of course, I had not brought any. You know what that means… shopping! So this was my first LA shopping experience so I was preparing for overpriced-for-no-reason clothes. However, I was pleasantly surprised that the prices weren’t too bad. I got this baaad dress, these baaad shoes, a necklace, and some earrings to complete. My contacts were killing me! So I had to take them out and go blind for a little bit. oh yeah, earlier we met his friend from back in the day at this yummy Jamaican restaurant and i smashed all my food!
The graduation party was really nice. Formal attire was indeed required. A lot of little kids were having their junior and senior proms there too. He had a nice catered dinner (steak and potatoes) with an open bar. There were a couple presentations from his family and friends followed by a champagne toast and some Hispanic dancing. mucho fun time, but my feet were killing me from breaking it down at the club.
Sunday, we woke up really early for church and my friend led a song in the choir. It was really good, well his part was, the other guys were a lil nervous. We went to the fellowship hall where they were serving breakfast (grits, eggs, chicken, and rolls). This old guy kept trying to hit on me. He offered me money to buy myself a breakfast (not knowing that I was going to Roscoe’s Chicken and Waffles soon after). I declined the money. The cook brought out some remaining wing dings and the guy got one and presented it to me. It was really funny. He was like 50 years old. He kept looking hard at my friend and ended up telling him to ‘take care of [me]‘ as he held the door for us on the way out. I chose to not tell him that our friendship isn’t like that hoping he would leave me alone. Then, like I said, we went to Roscoe’s and it was soooo good. Of course I caught the -itis and with lack of sleep, took a nap. We went back out to look for a jacket for me and got this catfish po boy from this yummy creole place. I couldn’t finish it all. That thing was huge and I wasn’t extremely hungry. Plus, as I got to the last third of the sandwich, all of the creole spices were taking over and I couldn’t eat anymore. So I just watched the rest of the Lakers game as they got smashed upon.
Then, we watched this African documentary named War Dance. It was really good! Next, we got dressed to go to this house party in Beverly Hills. The plus-sized man from Superbad was there just chilling. It was like a high school reunion party. Lots of drinking and plenty bottles of Belvadere just laying around. I didn’t really have a good time there because I didn’t know anyone, but that was fine. The house was beautiful too.
Monday, Memorial day was real chill. We slept in then got dressed to go to Reggefest on the campus of UCLA. The weather was kinda in between cold and hot so I went to buy a hoodie from Crenshaw mall. Not much to tell about the festival. It was $35 to get it, which was crazy!! There was a lot of smoking. I ran into Bobby Brown. Other than that, Mr. Vegas and Stephen Marley (Bob’s son) performed. We left there and hit up In ‘n Out and then I hit the road.
long story short about the ride home: I was about 20min away from being home and this cop made everybody turn off the highway. I got lost, it was dark, really scary. Finally found my way back to the freeway. About a 45 minute detour. Got home, went to bed.
I’m going to get some work today :-/ I met another intern this morning, he looks like me 
I’m going to lunch with my mentor.