Subway stories

Almost every day when I ride the train or the bus, there's people on the subway worth mentioning (most of the time because they are crazy...), so here are some of the funniest ones. The first two happened two my friends.

My German friends were in LA to visit me. Poor innocent girls go on the bus. A man enters. He is bleeding out of a wound at his foot. He is wearing a shirt but uuuuh no pants! No undies! Nothing!!! And sits down. Eww.

My friend is waiting for the train when a guy comes down the escalator and approaches her. He goes on his knees and starts kissing her feet.

I am waiting for the bus at Mc Arthur Park Station (mostly Hispanic neighborhood, not a nice area). A guy, normal looking, around my age, says: "Uuuh, I am sorry, I don't wanna be creepy but I have seen you here before and I was always wondering: Are you Caucasion?"
Me: "Yes, why?!"
Him: "Cause you're in this area. I am Mexican, and I am scared to be here."
And so we talked for a while. Saw him like 3 times after this. Very nice guy. Gets off one stop before me.

I stand on the escalator going up when a guy in front of me starts peeing! I walked backwards trying to not get any piss on me. Luckily, he was up far enough!

A guy has a lady sitting on his lap, black make-up, black hair, black everything. When he gets up, he's carrying her. But oh wait, it's a lifesize doll without legs!

And not to forget alcoholics that approach me, people ask me if I am "Lumidee", guys that flex their muscles in the window and insane people that just talk to themselves.

I'm new to this....

.... however, in this blog, you will find stories of my life in Los Angeles.
First, a little something about me:
I was born and raised in Germany, graduated from High School there. When I was 19, I decided to leave my home country, my family and friends behind to follow my dream - studying in Los Angeles. I have been here for about three years now and I enjoy every second in this city. 
Since I am majoring in English, this blog will be a good writing practice for me as well lol. 
Something else you have to know about me: I love different cultures and languages and foods. I do not care about color or where you're from. All that counts for me is what you do. Let actions speak, not the age, skin color or anything else.
Anyways, let start up with something funny that happened to me and my Asian friend at Walmart. Our Walmart is in the hood. So I was pretty much the only white girl there. Me and my friend walk to her car, a group of guys looking at us: "You have gorgeous eyes!", somebody said. My friend, who was wearing sunglasses, asked: "Me?" A couple of feet later: "Wow, you have beautiful eyes." My friend: "Somebody just used that line before you." "And they are blue!" My friend: "You have blue eyes, Jenny?" She has now known me for almost two years. Lol.

And I'll try to post my video of the day: