unbelievable

so after having a longgg talk w/kelf about winning games and not getting angry and stuff, i came out to ball tonight with a completely different attitude...a positive one. i was gonna work hard and make sure i stayed on the court, that really didnt happen, but thats not the point. i wasnt supposed to get angry, but it was kinda hard not to after tonight.

so the wait was ridiculous and when i finally got on, it was a bunk game so that was no good and every game after that was bunk. inbetween games this black guy that goes to HTC was admiring my week old jordan 13s sayin that he'd buy em off me and i knew right there that he was suspicious. i took em to a different court put them down next to peter thinkin theyd be safe. i balled and peter took off leaving my shoes out in the open. i kept looking back for my shoes and the second peter leaves they were gone, so i just ran off the court sayin 'aww...hell no,' knowing exactly what had happened. i ran out of the gym and i see peter runnin back in sayin 'they stole em didnt they' and i was like 'you saw them?' and he said he wasnt sure if it was them and if those were my shoes. we were outside and runnin around for a lil but due to my sucky eyes i couldnt find em. peter let me know afterwards that i was only 5 seconds behind them and if i knew that i wouldve ran a hell of a lot harder. so damn my brand new 100+ dollar jordans just got jacked. THEN, i realize my cell phone was in my shoe...fuel to the fire...doug is gettin angry.

but im aight...im controlled...im cool...all i do is push a door open harder than normal.

i talk a lil more to the staff and peter and raj about what happened and they tell me to call the cops. screw that. cops aint gonna give a shit about some jordans, so i realize i gotta handle this on my own, which i will gladly do. this man thinks i cant get to him, but he is wrong. he left too much for me to look for. the fact he goes to HTC, the fact his last name is NIKA, the fact i KNOW what he looks like. yes he is gonna see me again...i promise you will see a future entry saying how i caught the guy.

so i go back upstairs and decide to keep ballin just to let it go and just enjoy what is left and that im healthy.....

we are playin kinda bullshit games, not really tryin all that hard except taht i got jason guarding me, who is notoriously known for swatting my shit back into my face, so im trying somewhat. while playing i reaggravate my hurt leg but i dont want to complain...just keep playing. then he gets a clear lane and i go up for a block and come down with a high ankle sprain. wow...i havent had one of them in a long time, and i remember now how much they kill. so now...left ankle...out of commission...right quadricep...out of commission. i feel this is a message from somewhere that i shouldnt be ballin so much and i should be focusing on the 5 finals i have in 2 days (which will be changed to 5 finals in 3 days).

so sorry everyone that i was supposed to play in the holiday tourney, i wont be able to walk all that good let alone run.

what a damn night. i kept a smile on my face though and i took things lightly. its okay. talkin to kelvin last night i realized why i havent been so crazy angry since my break up with my ex-gf, linda (4yr relationship). before the break up (5 months ago) i was gettin into fights at the gym on a weekly and sometimes daily basis. i was getting out of control. i realized just last night that it was that i was frustrated w/the relationship and taking that tension on the court and some poor sap that elbows me wrong and grabbing their face and trying to throw it across the gym...yes that is what i did. some may say that they have never seen me this way...but trust me...you dont want to see it. its shameful. so thats why ive been so cheerful on the courts for this semester. the reason it came out again last night is because of my frustrations with my health and being helpless to help my team win. whatever though. im starting to ramble.

i really do talk a lot...but yea NIKA.....you will die.

ps. everyone is free to comment. its open to all.