Nike Air Yeezy Camp-Out

You're probably not cool enough to know what the Yeezys are, but since you read the Nike in the title you probably know that it's a shoe. Well you're right. It is a shoe, but not just any shoe. It's Kanye West's shoe, man! These things are so sexy and so exclusive that my homies and I had to camp out a whole week for them! Yea I know we're crazy, it's just a shoe, blah blah blah I know, but it was pretty fun. If you still wondering how the Yeezys look click here for a pic.

Okay so the homies and I went on Sunday May 31st to Nike Sportswear in Hollywood on Vine St and Selma. We had to sign up on a list in order to wait for them. We were in the 30's and there was speculation of about 50 shoes being released in that store, so we felt like we were getting these. The way this works was we had to come every day to get called during roll-call, sort of like school attendance except we were actually getting something good in return (it's not like America's education is good anyway).
The past week was a week like no other. I don't think I've ever endured so much pain and suffering as I did this past week. I had no car, no money for the bus and no money for food. I felt really ghetto. How was I supposed to get there? I did a little snooping around the house and managed to find some change to get a bus ride to union station. I only had enough for the bus and luckily some weird black guy gave me his ticket. God Bless that man! So I got to Hollywood but I didn't even have money for food. That was day 1.
Day 2 was even worse. This day there was no more money lying around the house. I searched everywhere. I had no way to get there except for my skateboard, 'til I remembered that I left my board in Chris' car. Htf(how the F@#$!) was I supposed to get there? So I walk outside and there's my mom's bike! I thought, whatever thug life and I took the bike. I biked all the way to Union Station from my house! I should probably show a map of my bike route to show how far it is. Well, it's not that far, but I still biked it there. It was pretty sick though.
By the time the third day came I felt like this was never gonna end. I was starving myself over a pair of shoes. All of my savings were going into that. I couldn't even afford a bus ride. But once the third day passed everything got easier for me, except for Thursday which is the only day I went to school to make up my freakin AP Calculus test. I literally skated from my house, which is in El Sereno, through South Pasadena to Alhambra just so I can find an ATM machine that would work! It sucks not having a car. Then when I got to school, which is in Monrovia by the way, I had to take the Gold Line all the way back to LA, and then take the red line to Hollywood. I was bustin' missions that day.
Then comes Friday, the craziest day of the week. Friday was chill until something happened that I don't want to talk about. Even though that happened it was still kinda cool hanging out with Dori in the streets of Hollywood. That night is such a blur it's weird.
Then comes the day we've all been waiting for: Judgement Day. Would we get the shoes, or will we not get the shoes? Would waiting in line for countless hours finally pay off? Well, it turns out that there were only 17 pairs, and supposedly the other 20 shoes were "stolen". What BS! We were there every day of the week, starving ourselves with no money and we didn't even get the shoes! That's just BS! The nigga Chris was about to jump someone.
Although we didn't get the shoes, I still had a cool experience. It was pretty fun chillin with the homies while at the same time skating. We had a lot of good laughs and we met a lot of great people. It might have been the worse week of my life, but it was good and I think it made me stronger. I also learned a lesson: never camp out unless you're in the top 15, always!