Well I told you all in the first part what go me into mini truckin, but now I want to tell you about why I'm the way I am today, I guess I'm going to talk about identities. As you all know now, I wear just about everything Nike makes. Why? Because I think it looks good on me and well frankly it feels good too. But what got me here?
Well in middle school, clothes and style meant nothing to me, I could careless how other people saw me. Sure I had to wear a uniform, but you know there are people who always break dress code because they think they are cool or something. That wasn't me, I would just wear the uniform every day and just go about my life. Sure we had "jeans days" where I could come in wearing something that wasn't the uniform. This for me meant a t-shirt and jeans...typically some sort of free t-shirt I got from soccer, hockey, whatever.
During the summer months I would wear gym shorts a lot and I had a few pairs of kaiki shorts, never jean shorts since I always thought they made me look like I wanted to do another man. But I would wear gym shorts and white tees a lot. In fact at one point all I would wear would be solid coloured shirts with nothing on them, mostly white and black.
Then I entered high school, I had to create some sort of image for myself since well people were going to judge me by the way I look. So when I started school, I wore a lot of OP, Oakley...beachwear if you will. I liked my Kirra hawaiian shirts too. But people started making fun of that and what not because well I forgot I was at a preppy school wear people had to wear Abercrombie to fit in. I didn't met a lot of people my first year...in fact I think the first couple weeks of school I knew no body.
Then I tried the Nike thing for the first time and well I found out since I wasn't athletic at the time I couldn't wear **** like that since the asshated jocks would poke fun at me. Those bastards.
So then I turned down a path I needed to back up from in a fast way. I thought I should be a skater boy. I had my Vans shoes and my Volcom shirts and whatnot. Boy that is a disappointing time in my life. But I guess if I never would have ventured there, I would have never realized how important it was not to be a tool in life. Skater/Punks whatever they may be are idiots and look like they are semi-retarded as well. I thought long hair and whatnot was cool...the only thing it was, was kiddish and unprofessional.
So I got knocked out of that phase pretty quick, and thought I should try the Billabong/Quicksilver thing. Come to find out that was not me since I'm so far away from being a beach bum its not even funny. So I dropped that.
Then I picked up BMXing a little bit, my buddy got a dirt bike and I started to be fasinated by that life style. That's wear I picked up the Fox Racing from, but that was just kinda off and one with doing that.
I guess going into my senior year I developed the roughneck phase of me, I would wear beaten jeans, with lots of fox racing stuff, and the occansional flannel shirt...yes I wore them and I enjoyed them. I had a slew of West Coast Chopper stuff and OCC stuff as well. I thought it was me, come to find out it sorta was, but at the same time sorta wasn't. This followed me till I turned 18, after that I though since I'm going to college why not try to be like a college kid. So I started wearing Corna stuff and all that bull****. That wasn't really for me, I still wear that stuff a little bit but it's not for me.
This summer I discovered my Nike side again. I think I'm going to stick with it because frankly I look damn good like this. I should have never ventured away from it. I know I need to get away from mono tone, but that can be fixed by a hot little women at MSU. But I think I like the sporty look, it's for me.
But now I don't really care what people think of me, as long as I dress decently and well look presentable I'm good. If I wear the not in stuff, oh well. I like what I wear and well that's just me.
Stranger things really can happen it seems!
Joey really seems to have some problems...
