Regret.

When I was in first year, my mom and I went to Eastwood (Ewoo for the G's out there haha). They used to have this Nike Store, and it was cool. They carried Air Force Ones, Delta Forces, and other old school shoes. My mom got me these decent Air Force 2's. I got them cause they were really cheap, around 1,700.















I played ball in 'em. Got them quite dirty. A little wipe it would've looked brand new. Well, not naman brand new, but new.

Then I got into collared shits (what a shitty phase; sneakers own shirts muwaahahha:>)

So, now for the story of regret.

After a while, I got bored with them, so they were stowed away. I did not see the potential of it being a sneaker i could actually wear out. Then, because of my "shirt craze", i sold it to my maid for 300 pesos. Wow.

Now that I'm so into sneakers, i regret selling them. They're prolly worn out and torn out now.

and what's worse... it goes for 149.95 in the States...


DAMN, SON!!!