For one, they have a love for white boys. (Note: We're all black.) We all want to date white boys. They aren't afraid to talk about anyone. And they have the same dislike for ghetto people that I have.
We're ALWAYS ranting about ghetto people. Their loudness, their rudeness, their nappy hair, their stupidity.
Ugh.
In my Spanish class, where I happen to sit by a whole bunch of ghetto boys, they're always ALWAYS talking about shoes. If they're not talking about shoes, they're talking about some stupid gogo or rap song. If they're not singing to some dumb song, they're whining about eating Chipotle. If they're not talking about Chipotle, they're talking about skipping class or "F*** this ho be givin' us too much work. SH**!"
But they talk about shoes the most. Nikes, Jordans, all the brand name stuff. And I swear, they only care about these shoes because they're brand name. Not because they like them. The most worn shoes by the ghetto guys are Concords.
Which are fugly as HECK.
My friends were saying how they look like freakin' clown shoes on your feet. And they really do.
In class, it's always. "Oh man I'm gonna get the 11s online. The number 17s are sh*t. The 10s are blah blah blah."
I decided to search up Jordans. I'm going to admit, the number one Jordans are nice. I'd wear those. But it's not something I'd have a conversation about every minute of the day. Because that's what boys do. They think girls obsess about clothes? Not even. Not like how ghetto boys obsess about shoes.
They'll wait at 5 AM outside of FootLocker or wherever for these shoes. That's how crazy it is.
It's funny because these ghetto people are here with there Ds and Es and they get to have these shoes. I don't know if it's their parents giving them the money or if they're drug dealing or what. But if I ever went up to my parents and was like, "Hey MA. I need $200 for the new Jordans." They would look at me like I'm crazy.
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