"Its Game 7 . The Miami Heat taking on the Indiana Pacers. Winner takes conference championship and moves on to the NBA Finals. Loser packs their bags and gets ready for off season," said Craig Sager at the start of game 7 of the Eastern Conference Finals. As we try not to eat all our popcorn, my family and I wait for tip off time and to find out who will be the next Eastern Conference champion. I'm the only one in my family supporting the best team in the nation-I mean in the world- the Miamiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii Heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaat!! That's how the commentators said it. The rest of my family sadly was cheering for the Indiana Pacers.
        Anyway, this game didn't turn out to be as exciting as most of us hoped it would be. The Miami Heat completely obliterated the Pacers. It was an annihilation. It was a complete and utter extermination. Miami fans themselves were leaving with 5 minutes remaining in the game because they knew the end result. Miami ended up winning be 27 points or so.
        All the matters is now Miami is in the FINALS!!!! I'm a little worried about the fact that they're going to face the San Antonio Spurs who only lost 2 games in this playoffs and, in my opinion, have a big match up advantage on the Heat. I guess I'll just have to trust my team and hope they can pull off 4 wins for back to back championships.
 
_Tyler: 10 years old in the same group home, one common connection none of us know home

Nasir: Saw my parents drop to the floor, the gunmen spared my life, only took off with $10 dollars and a lamp light

Tyler: August fifth on highway six the whole car flipped parents never made it but for some reason God let me live

Nasir: Abandoned by any other form of family, before notice they handed me, to an orphanage, felt like I was singing a song of peace in front of the entire population and forgot what the chorus is

Tyler: Before I could even fabricate any emotion of the incident, I found myself walking up the steps of my new home, like I had died that night and was about to take my final steps and storm through the door of the afterlife

Nasir: Went up to get to know some of the other kids, they quick set up, circled me, rhetorically asking me what the hell is this, but before I could present myself in the wind I heard a voice it said "back up right now bitch", turned to see another kid ready to swing, had his bags packed to ready to get settled in, before I could even get a glimpse of the bags drop I swung a fist, let the rumble begin, got broken up and begins the start of a posthumous friendship

Tyler: 6 years later, on the streets fiending to eat, doing what we can to simply make ends meet

Nasir: 6 years later, still friends, an amends for the reaper, slashing, gat smacking, all the victims that we're tracking

Tyler: None the less we can't rest cause are chests are hallow, stomachs shallow and suffering withdrawl from our fix, ready to provoke the demise of both our lives for this shit

Nasir: This is it, tomorrow at six, I got the gun now all we need is the right place to hit, I cock it, to let the absence of any form of peace know we mean business

Tyler: Let's hit that business, on the the intersection of 32 and Linix

Nasir: Ain't that a bank?

Tyler: Yea, it's worth the risk our lives already sank to the sea banks of shame, you think I got any regard for another human on this planet?

Nasir: Damnit, whatever, you sure you wanna go through this? I know a crew that hits anything for the purchase of a ticket

Tyler: Nah, you wanna get shit done, gotta do it yourself, we pull this off, we'll be chillin in Panama or down in hell

Nasir: Fine, you got it, let's get it done, just know if shit goes sideways I got your back like thieves and my hands are free

Tyler: Likewise, tomorrow at 9, gimme the 9, can't believe what's going through are minds, we need that fix I say it's worth the risk

Nasir: One day later, this bad feeling's permeating my thoughts, eating at it like a prisoner on death row's last meal, I can feel it, something's wrong, I disregard

Tyler: Hands shaking, in the parking lot across the street, time to gather up every drop of worth I've been given, give it one last glimpse and gamble it into the events about to take place in that building across the street

Nasir: Let's go, jump out the shadows like robbers in the night no cop cars in sight all I can brandish is a knife and my very will to fight I just pray everyone can go home safely tonight

Tyler: Stray down, the gun cocks, step through the doors, get on the floor, let one shot off, if no one cooperates I swear to God you're gonna hear a few more, maybe one then none

Nasir: Jumped over the counter held the knife to the tellers throat, take us to the back or I'll give you a choice your jugular or back

Tyler: Escorted her, opened up a bag filled it up with cash, got about $50 thousand whipped her now we running like scared cats

Nasir: Got across the street the cops came I didn't look back, heard a round blast I twitched but kept up looked at Ty, had a wound to his neck, the vision hit me as if every bit of energy in the world creating tension, was released into the single region of my face, picked him up we're still getting chased

Tyler: Just go on leave me here I can hear them getting closer, this right here is kosher, I ain't worth it I'm boutta die go on and live your life

Nasir: I ain't leaving not after all that we've been through, that's the truth if you go down then I'm going with you

Tyler: Sat down we cornered by the cops behind a trashcan, yelling put your gun down and stick your hands out

Nasir: You losing blood quick, this shit right here I can't take it, we've been to hell and back how could it just end like this, what have I done to be given this life comprised of piss

Tyler: I'ma die right here, but just know we'll be comrades from the cradle to the grave, from the womb to the tomb just promise I'll be the only leaving today

Nasir: His eyes shut, my heart shut, my sincerest apology, but no promises, I got this kid, stood up quick with the gun in my grip, before it even pointed and a single shot slipped, I got hit in the heart through the ribs fell down quick, took one last look at our bodies, summed up our lives in 60 seconds, all the times we spent robbing and gobbling others earnings, all the lives I've lost and all the fights I've fought, the blood gushed out my lips, why'd our lives have to end like this
 
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    Today our school had their annual garbage pick up day for Earth week. Our class went outside to clean up around the school. There wasn't a lot of garbage to pick up other than all those cigarettes on the floor. Some people in our class worked really well. Others in our class (including me) didn't work so well.
    The main reason why I didn't contribute as much was mainly because I hate cigarettes. Because most of the garbage on the ground were cigarettes, I didn't feel comfortable picking them up.
    Our teacher was really disappointed that we couldn't even handle a task that small. He had to constantly tell us to continue cleaning like we were in Grade 3. I think it made him really annoyed in my opinion.
    Honestly, I was more disappointed in myself. I could've just picked it up, since I was wearing gloves anyway, and then just wash my hands really well. I didn't even do that. Instead I just stood around and chatted. I did pick up some garbage but not enough to say to myself, "Wow. I did a great job today."
    Well that's how our cleaning day went. Hopefully next time we can do a much better job.   

 
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    Yesterday, there was an incident which occurred in Boston Massachusetts at the annual marathon. A bomb went off beside the finish line where the family and friends were cheering for the runners. A few people were killed, including an 8 year old girl, and many were injured, including two people with amputated limbs. This was a great tragedy for the city of Boston. The Boston Celtics' game was cancelled due to this event.
        Then another problem occurred. A fox news reporter, by the name of Erik Rush tweeted about this incident saying, "Everybody do the National Security Ankle Grab! Let's bring more Saudis in without screening them! C'mon!"
    After someone tweeted a reply saying, "Sweet God. Are you ALREADY BLAMING MUSLIMS.??" Erik Rush tweeted back saying, " Yes, they're evil. Let's kill them all."
    To me personally, being a Muslim, this is preposterous and blasphemous! I can't believe that a news reporter would blatantly accuse Muslims, not terrorists but Muslims in general, of this tragic incident that injured so many innocent people. I think Erik Rush should be fired.      

 
Last week, my brother Omar, my cousin Munir, his sister Shama, and I went to the Waterloo Recreational Center to listen to a few local guest speakers to present their spoken word poetry. I was amazed with how many great poets we have in the region. The organizers of the event (I forget what it was called) somehow managed to get a guest poet who travels around the world doing spoken word poetry. His name is Boonaa Mohammed. This event was an Islamic based event and all the spoken word poetry from all the guest poets were based around Islam but, Boonaa Mohammed, while delivering the Islamic message, gave a lot of life lessons in his poetry. I took a look at his twitter page and I found many followers who weren't even Muslim. This shows that his audience is well beyond the Islamic community and communicates to people of all sorts of religions. Check out one of his spoken word poetry videos on YouTube.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=azpHbLgcPuE
 
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On Wednesday March 27/2013, My future forums class and I walked to downtown Kitchener to watch the TEDx Youth Waterloo in Chrysallids Theater. I'm supposed to right a review on my overall thoughts about the event. Overall, I'd have to say that it was more bad than good. I feel that the main reason was because we were in the TEDx Youth Waterloo and their was a TEDx Waterloo happening at the same time. I think that the best speakers went to the TEDx Waterloo and the rest came to the TEDx Youth Waterloo. For example, one of the best speakers at the TEDx Youth Waterloo was Holly Painter. After she finished with us, she left to the TEDx Waterloo to do another presentation.

 

My Political Compass

 
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Coming Home. Two words that mean so much. Home. What is it? Home could just be shelter to protect yourself from rain or snow. Home could be just another place to eat and sleep. But to some people, home is much more than that. To some people, home is a one syllable word that makes them happy every time they hear it. It's the only place you feel truly safe. And sometimes, to some people, home is the only place they feel they belong. Of course, there are those who get worried, mad, or sad when they hear the word home. Some people feel scared and endangered in their home. And to some people, they feel like every time they come home, they definitely do not belong. Me, I'm one of those people who feel like nothing will be the same as home other than my home. A home suited for me (based on what makes it feel like home) is a place for my family and I to live, and a place where I can go to if I have issues at school or anywhere else. I think the main factors that determine if I can consider this structure of brick as my home contains all these things. They are the people living inside it. I need to live in a place that contains my family, and a place with people who are always available for me to talk to if I have any issues at school or anywhere else. It took me only 1 month and a half to get used to my new house surprisingly.

 
Today I finished reading the book "Catching Fire" by Suzanne Collins. It's the second book in the Hunger Games trilogy, right after The Hunger Games (book 1) and Mocking Jay (book 3). Catching Fire was sort of, not really, kind of a good, not greatish type book. The plot was okay and it had a lot of suspense but this book just feels like it drags on and on and on. Don't get me wrong, it was a good read but like the whole story was so much similar to the 1st book that I lost some enjoyment reading it. I think that if I never read the 1st book then this book would have been great, kind of hard to understand since I don't know what happened before, but still great. The ending was good though. It made me feel like I have to get the next book so bad that I signed out the Mocking Jay today. Overall it's not a book I would read more than once but there's a lot of action and romance that really keeps the reader on edge and prevents the reader from dropping the book.