yang ying...blah blah blah

I have to take my own advice. i'm reminding myself that for any "ultimate high" that i experience in life that there will eventually be an "ultimate low" to balance everything out and vice versa. within the past three weeks, obviously my "ultimate positive" was this life-changing trip to malaysia. i still want to continue and share what happened on days 3-15. but alas, here the 'ultimate low' has hit. well, not really 'ultimate' but damn near freakin' annoying as fuck. but these events within the past couple of days have, no doubt, disturbed the glorious flow of life. temporarily, but nonetheless, these events have occurred. ARGHHHHH. i really need to vent out my frustration and would normally do so via writing in this blog. but legally, at the moment, i'm not allowed to or i need to 'censor' myself for the time being. another pet peeve, i don't enjoy having to censor myself. i see that objectively, our circumstances within the past week would be hilarious and outrageous to anyone. and if you're the homie and want to give me a ring-- i'd be happy to share the story with you as i know you will find it MORE THAN amusing. it just sucks that i am a character within this little story called life. i'm extremely uncomfortable at the moment and not in a good way. funny because i love any challenge and love the feeling of heading towards the unknown or into any unfamiliar environment. but this, this i would OPT without. i find myself suppressing the gangsta in me, a part of me that i haven't had to resurrect in a very very very very very long time.

please, don't come at me with some yogi shit. i've had my share of fortune telling proverbs exchanged. but even this has not calmed my nerves.

i'm trying to think of an analogy of the occurrences within the past week without having to tell the story. but imagine someone shitting (literally) placing shit in the most sacred place that you hold close to your heart. but imagine them unapologetically shitting in this place everyday or rather, more than once a day. and this analogy has nothing to do with love, relationships, career, personal growth or all the other things that people usually blog about.

ask me how we're doing next week. hopefully next week's circumstances will have changed slightly. but pretty much, all of these events have been completely unnecessary. and that's usually my phrase, "is that, or was that, necessary?"

muchas gracias to the homies who have been checking up on all of us. we're alive for the time being...

so, how about them seahawks?