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@thejoelrobins-blog
Ya know?
You know what sucks? Even if you have one good thing in life, and everything else is bad, you still don't have the right to complain. You can't mar that one little piece of goodness in your life that you don't even deserve with anger or hate or complaining or whatever because then you're just neglecting that goodness. You lose that good ... AND THAT SUCKS!!
Apparently it's Geek Week!
Him: I don't think I've ever been in love. Her: I wonder what that's like ... Him: What do you mean? *Eye contact* Her: I'm always in love. Him: Oh yeah? With who? Her: ... Naruto.
Been a while ... - Troll
Truelarious ... Just watch.
Rant: Trendster
For some reason, the word "Hipster" has become a big deal over recent months. For even odder reasons, being a Hipster is cool. At first I didn't really care. But as time progressed, people started trying even harder to be hipster. Which became noticeably lame and annoying. Especially in the past few weeks. But then I thought ... there should be a word for someone who does something before it's lame. And thus, I came up with a word called "Trendster". Because trends always turn lame. Like this term. Which makes me a hipster. Therefore, Hipster = Trendster Which makes me an idiot But since I'm a Hipster/Trendster Hipster/Trendster = Idiot Ta-da uhg. Night.
I Was Impressed
Last week I witnessed a young man, about 16 or 17 in fact, go for a run. Shortly into his run, he encountered a large snow bank blocking his access to the side walk. He jumped the snow bank that was about his height, and cleared it, easy. But he landed on a slanted chunk of ice. With a sick cracking sound, his ankle bent sideways, and he fell. He slowly got up, his left leg covered in blood, and his right ankle appeared to be disfigured. After a few futile steps, he grimaced and stood for while. Just when you thought he was about to give up, he cracked his ankle back into position and continued running. He started off with a few awkward skips, that evolved into a Terry Fox run and after a kilometre or so, he appeared to be running normally. He ran for another 5 km. Either this boy has healing powers. Or we accept defeat way too easily. Either way, don't stop, don't give up, don't just know your limits - but push them. Life is too short to do anything else.
Meanwhile In My Mind ...
What if, you're already in Heaven, and the life you're living now is just your heavenly dead self remembering everything. Therefore, time is only parallel to your memory. Therefore, a deja vu is just you remembering the future.
Can you remember the future?
That should be in a song! Copyrighted.
Things I've Learned
The statement, “I’m probably the only person in the world who finds you repulsive” is not a compliment.
Girls check out guys’ forearms.
The shin of an arm is called a forearm.
You do not pronounce the ‘b’ in the word “obviously”.
Humor and music can be used to fix all conflicts.
People with high IQ’s sleep less because they are mentally stimulated.
Most people can’t remember their own birth. In correlation, many people don’t want to.
The song Whistle by Flo Rida is not about kissing.
Saying “Beer can” in a British accent sounds like “Bacon” in a Jamaican accent.
You can only ever lose a friend by choice.
There is a wrong way to listen to music. And it’s called dubstep.
Last, but not least, The Urban Dictionary definition of Thai: A person with a background from Thailand. A Thai person has big eyes for an Asian, proud of their country, intelligent, and loves spicy food. Their parents are usually strict, but a Thai person is usually raised to respect their elders and everyone around them. Thai people make good friends and are incredibly sweet.
I have a way to stop tall privilege. The government should institute a policy that if a girl grows taller than 5’5 or a boy 5’9, their parents are forced to stop feeding them. We have to starve the tallness away! Death should be a sweeter fate than oppressing others with your tallness. And if you’re already tall, you should be sterilized. We need to weed tallness out of the population.
I may sound crazy now, but I’m a forward thinker. An innovator. You’ll thank me later.
Huz. Azah.
"Can I take your order?" and I'm like...
A decision, a hard decision, be must made To settle a turmoil within Like deep magic engraved in stone, my choices lay before me Staring back from their place on the wall They tease me, for they know what little time I have. You too coax me to swifter haste While an army grows restless at my rear. They – and you – know not the magnitude of my what-say For it straddles the line of cattle and gold The very throne of a king. Therefore do not quarry with mine dire time. I say to ye, patience! For I am your master And soon the army will be as well I would think you want thy bidding postponed, very Be grateful thrall, for indecisiveness is thou rest. Oh what fortunes I would give to rest To take up The Father’s offer, of Green pastures and still waters But nay, I am bound to this mission and body To calm – nay quench - the sea of energy Not even an donkey to aid me, but rather blood shoes Huzzah! to journey thus far Although the decision now has proved To be the tallest mount to move Thou eyes, like a clock, tick down To the armies advancing towards me My mind made up, I point to the wall Seconds left in your eyes, you ask “is that all?” A hungry roar within reminds me to say Nay young lad, I’ll have fries with that
Happened to me the other day
Ever Had It? Ever had it, where your spoon is too big? And your dog falls in love with the moon. Or you get attacked by a flying pig? While the sky falls way too soon. Ever had it, where you build a brick house, And the wolf just sends a flood. Or you decide to put on nice blouse, and you end up in the mud.
Ever had it, when the cereal's been poured But there's no more milk in the fridge Ever had it, where you feel so ignored That you destroy your social bridge Ever had it, where you smile and scream for something you lost yesterday Or the one you love has a dream But you're the thing that's in the way Ever had it, where you're so poor That all you have is money Or you want so much more You want milk with your honey Ever have it where you're still alive And you forget what could be worse At least you move, at least you arrive Never think you are a curse Becuase Some people never have it Some people never will. So next time you have a fit, Stop, be thankful, and chill
Talks Of The Day
Number 1: Ryan: I'm gonna steal your yogurt Me: Okay. *hands him a fork* Ryan: ... bro ... Fine. *spills yogurt on his shirt* Lauren: Why were you eating yogurt with a fork?
Number 2: Jess: We're having wookie steak. It's a bit Chewy. Me: Luke tries to eat the wookie with a spoon. And Darth Vader is like "use the fork Luke!"
Number 3: Kathryn: Would you rather die, or get your balls chopped off with a chainsaw and live?
Number 4: Hannah: You two bond while I entertain Joel!
Number 5: (this was our devotions, btw) Mr. Shultz: And the question of the day is [picks a question out of a bag written by students] Who would win in a fight? Me or a napkin? Kathryn: What if the napkin was explosive? Me: What if the napkin was used by Chuck Norris? Willem: There's only one way to find out ... cage match to the death! Me: What if Napkin is a professional wrestler? Some shrugger in the background: You guys are such idiots! Mr. Shultz is a human! Obviously he would win! Me: ... Whoever wrote that question is a sexy, funny, muscley, single, genius!
What If ... I Like To Rhyme
What If
What if my life’s a TV show? A comedy for angels. What if air is just a poison? That takes eighty years to strangle.
What if the hokey pokey, is really what it’s all about? What if Taylor Swift got married? Would her songs take a different route?
What if we were meant to be? But only one of us knew. What if we start over? Would I stop loving you?
What if we all stick together? You, me and friends. What if we all soon forget? We’d never share our ends.
What if God approved my plans? Instead of laugh and shake his head. What if I can bring them back? No one would be dead.
What if I sense things that others can’t? Can they see the future too? What if I don’t have a sense? I’ll never taste the color blue.
What if I’m a prophet? Preaching what I’ve been told. What if all the answers, Were everywhere in bold?
What if you don’t believe in God? You’ll be screwed when the trumpets play. What if there’s actually nothing? You’d still be screwed on judgment day.
What if I said "there is"? What if I said "forever"? What if I said "I love you"? What if you said "Never"? What if 'what ifs' were whatever?
When I'm Tired ...
Have you ever had it where you're with friends, and it get's so late that your behaviour evolves into something that can be easily mistaken for drunkeness? I've never been drunk, so it might not be the right word. But you start getting sloppy, your walk is more trippy and your talk is more lippy.
So .... tired?
Nobody asked you. So you get tired, and your conversations get more deep and stuff and sometimes funny stuff happens. Well that happened to me last night. At sometime around 2 AM
So this morning?
Stop correcting me. I was talking to my friends and somehow this conversation happened: Jess is all: "Have you ever been in love?" Without missing a beat I say: "Love is a lie, dressed in hope and birthed by promise". I didn't even think about it, I just said it. It was weird. Picture a depressed Asian angrily saying that line and you got the story. The girls were like "Oooo JOEL! You so sexy and poetic"
They didn't say that.
dude be cool yo. It was a fun weekend though. Great way to end off the break. We planked.
Btw - this will be my last post for a while since school will be starting up tomorrow. Peace.
Sometimes We Get Bored.
Oh Look, Another Blog
This blog will feature a little bit about ... yours truly,
The Joel Robins.
1) Favourite color is red. 2) I'm a musician specializing in piano, guitar and violin. Rarely sing. 3) I have a passion for sports. Fairly good at all sports, though my favorite and most played sport is soccer. I am probably one of the greatest soccer players you'll never meet. I did say never. 4) I love Jesus. Coolest guy ever. Wanna be just like him :) And yes, it's not a religion. If you're interested, look into it. You'll see what I'm talking about. You can try contacting me but ... don't. 5) I have a passion for writing. I like to write stories in my spare time. I might post some, I might not. Don't worry, I'm not a grammar nazi. I barely use it anyways. Of course I read a lot. 6) I have the best friends. They're all in the grade older, but they're the best. 7) Seven is my favourite number. 8) Music Taste: Alternative rock. Anything orchestra. Some classical. 9) I love movies. I was going to list some of my favourite movies but the list got really long. 10) Random tid bits: Snowboarding over skiing. I can juggle. I exercise when I'm bored. Beef jerky to me, is like chocolate to a sad girl. I'm quite knowledgeable on the heart, soul and mind. I adopted my parents. Stronger in creativity than academic. Introvert till you get to know me. I black out when I drive. 27 days worth of songs on my itunes. I have an insane ego, hence the blog about myself.
This list is in no particular oder.
PS - Nothing personal, like where I live and school, is going up. And if I accidently do ... follow me home and die. Just saying.
I believe this is a blog
One time, I wrote a blog. A very simple blog with words consisting of improper punctuation, spelling and grammar. A blog to consume time, baffle minds, and sometimes rhyme. With not too much thought and nothing clever, yet has a statement and style. Not hard to write, although frustrating too, because little red squiggly lines show up under the word "blog" everytime I write the word "blog", even though this is a blogging website ... This is a blog I intend to share, because it's a preview to my mind, for those who dare. And for those who care, should be aware, my thoughts may scare, a bear with no hair on a mare to tear a fair snare where there is a toaster. I believe this is a blog. A blog read by none, created by a son, and will soon be done. Please. Remain. Seated. Thank you.
