Was it hot today or what? I mean, living in LA is like living in a frying pan, you walk 10 feet out of your house and you are already drenched in sweat. You sit in class and your afraid to take your backpack off because the pretty girl always sits behind you. Which is problematic, due to the large sweat stain that has formed on your back. Then as you descend deeper in your chair, to hide the shame, you think... I need to buy a bike to avoid this humiliation in the future.