Sobered With Sadness.....

Hero in our Soul…

soberedwithsadness — Fri, 02 Apr 2010 16:33:21 +0000

It’s hard to take a stand
it’s hard to do what’s right

No matter how scared you are,
You have to stand and fight!
And we don’t have to play this game all alone coz..

There’s a Hero….
There’s a Hero in our soul……
There’s a Hero in our Soul!

Describing a everyday location in the point of view of something else (Try to guess what I am, while your reading this….)

soberedwithsadness — Sun, 21 Feb 2010 20:04:18 +0000

It’s getting dark now, the blanket of night is slowly covering up the day, and the sun is finishing its performance and prancing across the sky towards the stage exit. As it takes one final look at the audience, the crowd burst into applause. The blanket of night has now completely covered the sun’s visage and I am on the stage now, but I am not greeted by the cheering of the audience, but by a dead silence, such a strange thing man is, they see me as a sign to become motionless and stationary.

This is completely different from how it is when the sun came out, were the humans came out, yawning and stretching. Scurrying around like rats trying to get to their destinations. They seem to call this “Rush Hour”. The way the buildings were made of pure solid gold. The way the morning breeze slowly made the honey suckle petals dance in the air. As the humans get on with their ‘happy’ lives, imprinted with the idea of ‘freedom’ in the minds. They don’t even give a second glance at me. They don’t know that I am in the shadows watching them from a great distance… I can see through their facade, like a fallen angel standing in the presence of God. I am not visible to them, because they refuse to see the truth…

Well not anymore, now I am on stage.
Now I am visible!

But I am looked upon with great hatred, because the truth looks ugly and the truth hurts….. but that won’t stop me. I hold my ground and give my performance, and shine. My beams illuminate the darkness; they turn the buildings into gigantic blocks of platinum. They turn vast oceans into great pools of liquid silver. Fishes in the sea into knights in scale armor. Horses into the legendary pearl white horse Pegasus.

As the children sleep, my beams come down and fill their heads with life like images of sugar coated plums, and colossal blocks of nutmeg and marzipan. They do not know this but, I am the creator of dreams. I am the one who allows humans to have hope and ambition. I am a candle, the one that every human posses within their very own souls, which burns for only a mere second before being blown out. This is when the darkness engulfs me, like the way death engulfs the soul of a living being. But slowly I come back into view; people see me as a symbol of the circle of life. The way when one is deceased another is born and bought into this world, to explore new things and feel different emotions.

Many people have a different ways of describing me, but really I am like the rain. My beams connect the sky and earth together, causing an almost utopian like paradise. Were faith isn’t a crime and sincerity, compassion and generosity is the only currency used. Many people see me as a piece of rock floating about in space but I am more than that! I am a beacon of hope! I provide light in the darkest of places.

But sometimes I question my own existence…. Why am I here? I roam around the sky and look at the city below me for an answer that doesn’t exist. As the diamonds scattered across the sky twinkle and turns the city into a small pile of glitter, I wonder to myself… Was I only created to give balance to this world? To be an opposite of the sun? Just like the hard, shimmering city, filled with its warm hearted residents, is the opposite of the cold, nomadic sky…..

Who knows?…

As the suns beams slowly edge their way towards the stage entrance. I bring my performance to an end, and slowly amble towards the stage exit… The buildings of London slowly turn back into gold bars which now from where I stand resembles a treasure chest filled to the brim with gold doubloons. The great pools of liquid silver, turns back into the vast sapphire blue ocean that once was a pool filled with liquid silver… A gold rim on the shore line reflects back the suns beams… The silver glitter on the beaches slowly turns back into gold shavings… The Knights in scale armor turn back into fast agile, gold scaled fishes. The children stop dreaming about sugar coated plums and the gigantic blocks of nutmeg and marzipan and wake up gazing at the gold orb floating in the sky… Unaware of what has been happening during the night. The sun goes on for an encore and yet again is greeted by applause…I slowly fade back into the shadows, and watch as another day rolls in….It’s just another day for the moon…

Amin Vs Iqbal Rap battle showdown xD My response

soberedwithsadness — Sun, 17 Jan 2010 15:02:55 +0000

This was my response to amins rap about me:
Ok Amin let’s settle this thing once and for all…this is my response to your rap….so here I go….

Uh…yeah….Uh…so let’s go!

I was drunk and hungry, failing history class
when I used my paper on Ben Franklin to wipe my ass
so shut the fuck up! And sit your ass down
I’m going to tell you the story of how I became the …richest Asian in Town!

Shut your fucking mouth and listen up!

SOOOOOOO East side London that was me!
On the playground selling that Crack and that PCP, Straight Pippin!
I’m all hustle and chrome….when I find out some punk ass bitch called “Amin” didn’t pay my hoe!
So I shot him in the knees and I shot him in the face…to cap it off I shot him in another place (his nuts!)

I got Home and told my mum I was facing the Electric Chair!
She said “Bitch, your best bet it is to go live with your uncle in Tiemen square! (China)”

BITCH!

I’m on the fucking police poster!
This isn’t” welcome back carter”
you can’t take a fish out of water…
and Fuck uncle Bilal and his high tax bracket!
I don’t wear a sports Jacket
and Amin Chowdury’s a Faggot!

“BITCH!” Bilal said, “I own 17 cars, Gold and diamonds rings on my fingers & Castro Cigars, I own all the clouds and decide when it rains, I shit Diamonds in the Bath tub filled with fine Champagne!”

Word?

So I car Jacked a Taxi, killed the Mother Fucker hid is corpse in the back seat!
By the time I reached City airport, I couldn’t stand the stink of the bitch
so I said “I’ll see you later” as the corpse rolled in the ditch!

Iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiit was 7 or 8 till I stepped in the place (tiemen square)
Was a bit caught up in the fucking police chase
they tried to get me then but I got away
I’m going to be getting that Pussy as the Prince of Tiemen Square!

Amin’s Response:
why you trying to get rude to e6 youngerz for
I remembered when I looked at you, I didn’t even know what I saw
an alien, a werewolf a mutant from outer space
your objective was to land on earth and get rid of the human race
Iqbal, let me tell you one thing, I’m not going to lie… your face is so ugly, it makes children cry
why you chatting about “drunk and hungry”
you look like a cross between an elephant and a monkey
simply Iqbal, I want you to remember this
you should get arrested, cause you look like a Bengali terrorist

OH HELL NO! xD lol So who do you think won? and do you have any better freestyles yourselves? Leave your interesting and creative responses in the comment section below I LOVE YOU (No Homo….)

The new year, a turn of a new decade 2010….

soberedwithsadness — Fri, 08 Jan 2010 20:33:43 +0000

Ok well, yeah it’s kind of late post ><, but erm yeah it’s 2010, and erm yes I have, like many other people, made a new years resolution xD…yes I guess it is quite a pathetic thing to do, but hey that’s me. Ok well erm my new years resolution to be honest, is quite a hard one….my resolution is “To become a better person overall”….now that’s quite difficult if you ask me…by this I mean I’m going to try to be “better” physically but also mentally….and that is going to take a lot of effort…but hopefully with your help…yes you the one who’s reading this garbage xD I probably might be able to do it, i’ll be hopefully making more regular posts up, but at the end of the year I will be asking you the readers, and everyone else I know whether or not I have acomplished that goal. hopefully I will… I have also noticed that I haven’t posted up one picture on this blog at all, but that will change, because I am planning to buy a camera, so I might be taking pictures of things that I’m talking about…so you can have some sort of idea of the kind of what I’m talking about xD…..well erm see ya all, and happy new year xxx

Look, Listen and Learn

soberedwithsadness — Fri, 04 Dec 2009 20:00:21 +0000

Ok well first up, your probably thinking, “where the hell were you?”, and “Is this guy still alive?”, well the answer to your questions is Yes I am and I’ve been a bit too busy to update this blog I’m sorry :’( but read on and you’ll see why. I’m going to quickly talk to you a bit about a charity I have set up called Look, Listen and learn. I’m already creating a website, and have already created a Holding page..(the website should be up and running soon hopefully xD) everything you see on the webstite was all created by me in under 2 hours so please give me some credit xD. The website is www.looklistenlearn.co.uk, so please feel free to check it out. and tell me what yout think about it. (Oh and erm yeah about colleges from my previous posts, I’m now going to Ilford County High School xD). To find out what happened on the day please, visit the website (when it’s been finished and upploaded xD)

The Invitation

soberedwithsadness — Mon, 09 Nov 2009 22:15:39 +0000

So yeah, I got this invitation the other week about this certificate evening that will be taking place at my old school, on the 26th of November, where basically, i’m expceted to come in and collect my GCSE certificates….but it also states that the eveing will give me a chance to meet with former students and will give us the oppurtunity to meet up with old teachers and students alike…..now at first I didn’t want to go….it’s so nostalgic, and to be honest I didn’t want to see most of the people back in my secondary school life( Kingsford Community School…the name of the secondary School I used to go to…). Not going to mention any names…..but yeah……there were some two faced bast****….so yeah…but then before I could even make up my mind, my parents aready signed it and ticked that I would be attending….like WTF! So yeah…..I guess I have that to look forward to……. So yeah…..this is just a quick update on what’s going on with my life at the moment…..that’s probably the most eventuful thing that’s going on so far…so yeah I’ll defintely be talking about how that night went…..so yeah….again…..thanks for reading this, you really do have a great attentioin span ;D

Bye for now

College Life

soberedwithsadness — Mon, 09 Nov 2009 22:01:55 +0000

So yeah it’s been a while since I’ve posted something up, but I don’t think anyone noticed…but whatever, So yeah I’ve finally chosen what College I want to go to……and that’s Ilford County High School…It’s a really posh Grammar school, which expects the best from all its students, which basically means, they expect me to get all A’s in my AS Levels….no pressure…..xD. So yeah, for my AS Levels I’m taking Chemistry, Biology, Physics, Maths Mechanics and Critical Thinking…..yeah it’s a lot….and it’s a lot of hard work…. oh and erm I’m going to keep my promise and tell you what my GCSE grades were…. trust me….they weren’t that good…..

Chemistry: A*
Biology: B
Physics: B
Maths (Linear GCSE): A
Maths (IGCSE): A
Maths Statistics: A
English Language: B
English Literature: B
Food Technology: A
Business studies Double award: BB
Mandarin (That’s Chinese!): B

Now for a normal person, that’s ok….but my parents are Asian, which means If you don’t get all A*’s then it means your SH**. Yeah I’m regarded as the Disgrace of the family…..so yeah I’m going to have to prove myself in A-Levels’….A’s across the board……I’m going to need that especially due to the fact that my life’s ambition is to become a Neurone-consultant or a Cardiologist…….so yeah…….that’s really about it…….don’t worry…..i’ll update this thing more often…..don’t worry…..

Well thanks again for reading this ;D Love you all

Almost the End of Exams…

soberedwithsadness — Wed, 17 Jun 2009 20:31:44 +0000

So yeah…..it’s the eve of the Final exam day… It’s Food Technology……It starts at 1:00pm and lasts for 1 hour and 15 minutes….And how do I feel on the eve of my final Exam day????? I feel like SH**!….I should be relieved and happy….but I’m not….I don’t know why, there’s this strange feeling….I just feel so Uptight today… maybe that’s because of the Triple Science Biology Exam I had today…I dunno…It just feels like there’s something not right today….. Well I’m gonna go now..nothing more for me say here…if your still reading this then you have a very good attention span ;D You should give yourself a pat on the back

Good Bye

Your Friend SoberedwithSadness

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Leaving Kingsford Community School 2004-2009

soberedwithsadness — Wed, 13 May 2009 23:48:38 +0000

So…basically today is the last day for year 11′s…my year….we all said out goodbyes, and yeah people shed a couple of tears…I don’t know why…but usually I don’t get emotional at times like these…but to be honest, I am quite sad, that I’m going to be leaving Kingsford Community School… ;( I’m going to miss a lot of good & loyal friends…but I guess that’s the thing about making friends….you have to say goodbye at some point…”everything with an beginning always has an end”….and yeah it’s true…but I think this end came too quickly….I’m feeling a bit depressed and bit sad right now… I’m going to miss a lot of people, like Kido Uzoka, Bilal Hafiz, Nayeem Hussain etc the list is endless….then there are the teachers….

The thing is, I promised myself, when I left Primary school, that I won’t make friends….because we’re going to end up saying goodbye…..but I made that mistake…and got too attached….

Why can’t we get all the people together in the world that we really like and then just stay together? I guess that wouldn’t work. Someone would leave. Someone always leaves. Then we would have to say good-bye. I hate good-byes. I know what I need. I need more hellos.

Well good bye MY Kingsford Friends….it’s been lovely knowing you

A message to my Kingsford Friends :

You and I will meet again, When we’re least expecting it, One day in some far off place, I will recognize your face, I won’t say goodbye my friend, For you and I will meet again…

KCS 2004-2009

This message was written on 13/05/09 at 11:48pm ;D

The Right Thing….

soberedwithsadness — Sat, 11 Apr 2009 20:00:01 +0000

Doing the right thing can never be measured by the outcome of events. Judge yourself by what you do, not what happens afterwards…