Saturday, April 22, 2000

Saturday, April 15, 2000

The Environment: How to Use Resources Wisely (press)

My Girl Scout Gold Award, completed in April 2000.


Houghton town/city local paper, The Daily Mining Gazette
April 14, 2000
1B!



Houghton High School newspaper, The Gremlin Informant
April 2000


Houghton town/city local paper, The Daily Mining Gazette
April 19, 2000

Front page!




Michigan Technological University's college paper, Michigan Tech Lode
April 2000

Friday, February 4, 2000

LYRICS - Is It Someone Else?


2-4-00.1
by Emma Johnson
#568

LYRICS:

When writing is your best friend
and the days seem to fly by
seasons change and come back around
you’re still asking why
to the same questions/
that don’t have answers
things change but it’s still the same
you go to parties
and realize you don’t know anyone/
as well anymore
why is it that I came?
Another day
of random happenings
I try to make it fit together
in a log-i-cal way
but more often than not
I just give up
I may not be logical
but I’ll be o.k.

Things are moving around me
But every year I think the same way
People are changing around me
You’re not the same person I knew yesterday
Events are taking place inside me
I can hear my own voice
unrecognizable to me --
I forget that I control my actions
but do I really, or IS IT SOMEONE ELSE!?
                             IS IT SOMEONE ELSE!?
                             IS IT SOMEONE ELSE!?


In sixth grade I was the same person
my thoughts mature
for my time
Now maybe
my peers will pass me
I’ll be adolescent forever
until I die.
Sometimes I wish I could watch
the future
fast-forwarding through
the X-rated parts
my life is too adult for me
I’m too immature to be my-self.
Every event foreshadows
every foreshadowing event to come
everything is obvious/
but we don’t see it -- we’re all too dumb

Things are moving around me
But every year I think the same way
People are changing around me
You’re not the same person I knew yesterday
Events are taking place inside me
I can hear my own voice
unrecognizable to me --
I forget that I control my actions
but do I really, or IS IT SOMEONE ELSE!?
                             IS IT SOMEONE ELSE!?
                             IS IT SOMEONE ELSE!?


I wonder if I know you
probably not because you don’t know yourself
have I ever known you?
the person you were was just leading to
something else
The people of the past are forgotten
because they cease to exist an-y more
you deny you were once someone else
you’re embarrassed because it’s not you an-y more.
But it is still with you
Somewhere in the back of your mind
Someday you’ll retrieve it
but that day will be another time.

Everybody/ in this town
has known everybody/ at one time
now you’re a stran-/ ger and i’m
everybody in this town

Things are moving around me
But every year I think the same way
People are changing around me
You’re not the same person I knew yesterday
Events are taking place inside me
I can hear my own voice
unrecognizable to me --
I forget that I control my actions
but do I really, or IS IT SOMEONE ELSE!?
                             IS IT SOMEONE ELSE!?
                             IS IT SOMEONE ELSE!?


Things are moving around me
But every year I think the same way
People are changing around me
You’re not the same person I knew yesterday
Events are taking place inside me
I can hear my own voice
unrecognizable to me --
I forget that I control my actions
but do I really, or IS IT SOMEONE ELSE!?
                             IS IT SOMEONE ELSE!?
                             IS IT SOMEONE ELSE!?
                             IS IT SOMEONE ELSE!?
     IS IT SOMEONE ELSE!?
     IS IT SOMEONE ELSE!?

LYRICS W/ CHORDS:

Wednesday, October 27, 1999

LYRICS - Broccoli!


BROCCOLI!
By Emma Johnson
10-27-99
no. 543
[for Robin Lowney]

LYRICS:

There’s a vegetable
I want to talk about.
It’s green and leafy and good.
There’s a vegetable
I want to talk about.
I eat it all day just like I should.

It’s name is BROCCOLI.
It’s name is BROCCOLI.
It’s name is BROCCOLI.
And I eat it every day like I should. Could
you give me a reason not to eat it?
There’s no vegetable that can beat it.
You know, I really, really need it.
Broccoli, broccoli --
it’s good.

         /Some
people take their vitamins (yeah).
but, you know, they’re missing out (uh-huh).
Some people take their vitamins (oh, yeah),
but this is one vegetable one shouldn’t
live without.

(Without a doubt.)

It’s name is BROCCOLI.
It’s name is BROCCOLI.
It’s name is BROCCOLI.
And I eat it every day like I should. Could
you give me a reason not to eat it.
There’s no vegetable that can beat it.
You know, I really, really need it.
Broccoli, broccoli --
it’s good.

         /So, make
room for 2 or 3 servings a day.
It’s low in fats and saturated fatty acids, what
more can I say?
Melt some cheese
or eat it plain.
Get acquainted with my friend
and you won’t complain.

It’s name is BROCCOLI.
It’s name is BROCCOLI.
It’s name is BROCCOLI.
And I eat it every day like I should. Could
you give me a reason not to eat it.
There’s no vegetable that can beat it.
You know, I really, really need it.
Broccoli, broccoli --
it’s good.

          /Now,
one more thing about broccoli:
you gotta eat it, eat it, eat it, eat it, eat it, eat it
(One thing about broccoli:)
(you gotta) eat it, eat it, eat it, eat it, eat it, eat it
(Just eat that broccoli:)
you gotta eat it, eat it, eat it, eat it, eat it, eat it


It’s name is BROCCOLI.
It’s name is BROCCOLI.
It’s name is BROCCOLI.
And I eat it every day like I should. Could
you give me a reason not to eat it.
There’s no vegetable that can beat it.
You know, I really, really need it.
Broccoli, broccoli --
it’s good.

[1]Let’s talk about broc-col-i.
Let’s talk about you and me.
Let’s talk about all the vegeta-
bles from which you can derive
vitamin C.
Let’s talk about it.
(Let’s talk about it.)


Let’s talk about broccoli.
We’re talking about broccoli.
It means a lot to me.
Who knew a vegetable could be controversy?
It would win playing Monopoly.
Whoa, this is the way it’s got to be.
What used to be a mystery to me,
became my friend, you see.
The root of catastrophe.
When I go to the supermarket, it’s what I go to see.
It is the way.
What can I say?
But “hats off to you,
Broccoli.”
When things aren’t going your way,
just think of broccoli.
What is it you wanted me to see?
Was it having to do with broccoli?
Let’s hear it for broccoli.
B-R-O-C
C-O-L-I
Broccoli.
I’m not a moron;
you don’t have to spell it out for me.
So, quit your bitchin’,
and come to the kitchen.
Broccoli is sure
to cure
any condition.

We’re talkin’ about
(BROCCOLI!)
Let me hear you say
(BROCCOLI!)
A little louder
(BROCCOLI!)
Break it down
(BROCCOLI! BROCCOLI!)
(BROCCOLI! BROCCOLI!)


Broc-co- ley-a-a-a-hey hay
Broc-co- ley-a-a-ay
Broc-co- ley-a-a-a-hey hay
Broc-co- ley-a-a-ay hey hey hey
hey Broc-co- ley-a-a-a-hey hay
Broc-co- ley-a-a-ay hey hey hey
Broc-co- ley-a-a-a-hey hay
Broc-co- ley-a-a-ay

(BROCCOLI! BROCCOLI!)
(BROCCOLI! BROCCOLI!)

Broccoli, Mmmm

LYRICS W/ CHORDS:

Saturday, September 11, 1999

LYRICS - Answering Machine Message


“answering machine message”
by Emma Johnson
9-11-99

LYRICS:

You’ve reached the home of the Johnson residence
but René and Emma are doing things that take more precedence.
But there’s no need for you to get hostile
‘cause we’ll get back to you just as 
soon as possible.
Right now we’re out
or maybe we’re here.
But either way
we can’t answer the phone.
So, don’t be shy.
Here’s where your job comes in.
Leave a message right after the tone.
It doesn’t matter if you think it’s important,
because it’s important to us.
Whoever you are,
we want to hear from you
Even if you dialed the wrong number
Or are a prank caller who just wanted to cuss
Just, please leave a message—
a message after the beep.
Otherwise we’ll be contemplating
who we should call
and won’t be able to sleep.

(Thank-you for your co-op-er-ation.)

LYRICS W/ CHORDS: 

Thursday, August 26, 1999

LYRICS - Asshole


asshole
bY Emma Johnson
12th gr.
8-26-99.1

LYRICS

Roses are red.
Violets are blue.
Sugar is sweet.
And then there’s you.

You seemed so nice when I met you,
But now I want to forget you.
When I met you you seemed good-natured and kind.
But now I believe that I was out of my mind.
Now I know:


You’re an asshole —
a motherfucking prick.
I’d find great pleasure in sticking
an ice-pick up your dick.

The way you carry yourself
is merely a cover
for your deceptive lies.
All I see is my reflection
In your wary eyes.

Many people think
that you are nice.
But they don’t know the real you yet.
But soon they’ll be haunted
by memories of you
they’ll try hard to forget.
Soon they’ll know:

You’re an asshole —
a motherfucking prick.
I’d find great pleasure in sticking
an ice-pick up your dick.
The way you carry yourself
is merely a cover
for your deceptive lies.
All I see is my reflection
In your wary eyes.


I wish you wouldn’t
talk to me,
but that’s nothing I can control.
I haven’t seen you for
a couple of days,
but it’s too soon to say that I’m on a role.
Just one question, why is making me
miserable your goal?
Oh, wait, I can answer that myself:
It’s because you’re an asshole.

You’re an asshole —
a motherfucking prick.
I’d find great pleasure in sticking
an ice-pick up your dick.
The way you carry yourself
is merely a cover
for your deceptive lies.
All I see is my reflection
In your wary eyes.

Everytime I talk to you
a part of myself dies.
Everytime I talk to you
a part of my soul cries.

Do you realize
what you’ve done?
All thoughts end
before they’ve begun.
Now, how will I end
what I’ve already sung?
A part of my soul died
and I began to run.


Everytime I talk to you
a part of myself cries.
Everytime I talk to you
a part of my soul dies.
I tried to change this reoccurring event,
but you will never compromise.

I know it’s
wrong
to think I’m better
than you.
But if you
were me
You’d think the
same thing too.

You’re an asshole —
a motherfucking prick.
I’d find great pleasure in sticking
an ice-pick up your dick.
The way you carry yourself
is merely a cover
for your deceptive lies.
All I see is my reflection
In your wary eyes.

Screwdrivers: The perfect candidate for
“you are what you eat.”


LYRICS W/ CHORDS:

Wednesday, July 14, 1999

LYRICS - Sexual Abuse Reflected On a Decade Later


Sexual abuse reflected on a decade later/ ode to a passive aggressive
7-14-99
poem #554

LYRICS:

I’d never wish it upon myself
but now I’m realizing it isn’t all bad
IT is bad
but not all that comes of it.
My childhood was stolen;
for that I’m sad.
But in effect I became more mature.
In hard situations
I could endure
without much effort
put forth by me (I suppose).

Hey
Hey
Hey

Though I didn’t/ get to experience
what most people do
why is that considered a tragedy?
Why would I want to be the same as all the rest?
From the minute I was conceived
my life was diverging from the normal path.
Look at the diverging road and me —
try to compute the math.

Hey
Hey
Hey

I’d be a different person.
I’d have a different soul.
I may have the same interests
and/or think the same
with a different goal.

Hey
Hey
Hey

You can fuck me
all you want
but you’ll never have
my soul.

You can fuck me
for as long as you want
but you’ll never
have control.

[1]Violate me
in violet times
the vilest way that you know.
Ruin me.
Ravage me.
Utterly savage me.
On me, no mercy bestow.


Hey
Hey
Hey

You never think that
you can deal with it
until it happens
and then you do.

Why do you
lock the door
when the people
you should
be most afraid of
are inside your house
living among you?

I used to be careful/ but now I’m paranoid
I used to be careful/ but now I’m paranoid
I used to be careful/ but now I’m paranoid
I used to be careful/ but now I’m paranoid
I used to be careful/ but now I’m paranoid
I used to be careful but now I’m just as paranoid as hell.

Hey
Hey
Hey

LYRICS W/ CHORDS: