for people who give a damn.

mila: love that slogan. it makes an impact and gets your attention. it belongs to GOOD magazine, which can be found at such an awesome magazine. it’s fresh, like the air we all wish we could breathe but never get a chance to. talks about the good things that people are doing and what’s going down in the world you live in. and they do these infographics which breaks down complicated stuff into simple to read charts. it’s aesthetic is also great: very clean and crisp- two things that matter a lot to me. the information the magazine provides you with is educational, stuff you ought to know about if you don’t- very informative. i love this magazine and everyone should subscribe because when you do, 100% of your fee goes towards a non-profit organization of your choosing… pretty damn good idea.


new orleans.

mila: Everyone says… “What’s the point?” To some degree I agree with that question but then I go down there and I see that it does matter after all. Although it is a city that’s basically a bowl, waiting to get filled up every year, it’s still home to so many people whose past and present reside there. And to me that matters enough to help build the city back up long enough for people to enjoy living their lives there as long as it exists. What’s funny is that I always wanted to help people but I could never find the right avenue and this year I decided to give this a whirl… Which is kind of hilarious cause the thought of me doing construction is, well, ridiculous. I had to basically force myself and commit to it and it ended up being the very best work I’ve ever partaken in my entire life. I could not recommend this line of work more… Sweating, bleeding, bruising, exhausting… At the end of the day the culmination of all the hours is well spent and is fruitful because it’s tangible- you see what you’ve accomplished at the end of the day. There is nothing better.

If you are bored and unsatisfied, come out there and do it for a day or two (or more). It’s unregrettable.

Nike Human Race 8.8.8

mila: I anticipated the race for quite some time… Enough time to worry that I wouldn’t make it and not enough time to train in order to make it… The night finally came to run and I was excited. I felt utterly motivated to complete this thing even though there was no way my body could handle non-stop running for 6 miles… There were thousands gathered, the energy was intense and at 8:31:08 P.M the alarm sounded and the race begun. A sea of red herded onto Figueroa, everyone, the same… We were all there for maybe not the same reason but we were all there. The air was refreshing, everything felt just good for once. People were cheering, photographers clicking away, bands rocking out… I got in the zone right away, focused right into my music and weaved through the crowd. Around mile 3, I started cramping and thought this was it but then I looked at the back of the shirts of runners in front of me and it plainly said: Just Do It. So I did. I kept running. I pushed right through the pain and kept going. I knew I would regret it if I stopped. Next thing I know mile 5 rolls around and I’m thinking, man I can’t believe I haven’t stopped once… I suddenly became so proud of myself. Also, at this point, I was on Exposition and there were signs posted representing the three charities we were running for: (my charity of choice), and The intensity level heightened significantly and I was overcome with some sort of emotion that totally touched me… I also had the honor of running next to a guy in a wheelchair that was just hustling and was being cheered on by everyone he passed by. Rounding the corner, the finish line was approaching and I, of course put on “Eye of the Tiger” and sped towards the bright lights until I crossed it. It was all over and I felt quite accomplished. And to top off the night, Kanye West performed as did Common, which was pretty much awesome and the crowd went nuts. It was totally worth my while to keep on truckin’… It feels good to run a 10K for a charity.

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