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hey, folks. you've stumbled upon YET ANOTHER blog by AJ JOHNSON.
rules: don't break anything, don't steal anything, don't hack anything, and... oh yeah... don't get mad if i say or do something that you don't like.
capice?
good.
and
hanging out with the cool cats
and
playing ninja
and
being the first to get out
and
getting massacred in SSBB like it's nobody's business
and
living
and
laughing like loons
and
joking
and
randomizing
and
popsicles
and
smiles
and
sunshine
and
monkeyshine
and
love
and
being the sole piece of oestrogen
.....
this is really what it's aaaaaaaaall aboooooout.
i mean, my hair still smells like chlorine.
the memory is burned (for lack of a better and non-painful word) into my nostrils.
because i felt that all i really needed was right there today.
i don't need to have my own web show, be the vice president of fashion company, lead a double life as a pop princess, or lead a very different double life with a little more drama and problems and "oh $#!+" moments in it.
i need to enjoy life as just a kid.
a strange kid, sure.
but a kid.
today, i realized how much fun it was to splash people and throw things, and play.
it's more fun than being famous and/or knowing the hottest gossip in order to smear people with it.
it's more fun than living a life of debauchery.
i know.
sad thing is that i can't go to sleep.
i came home, fell asleep, woke up three hours later to get a glass of milk
and could not keep my eyes shut for five seconds since then.
so far, i like it.
(SPRITES COURTESY OF FLOATZEL.NET)
POKÉMON BLACK AND WHITE RELEASE DATE:
09/18/2010 [JP]
Which game will you get? What starter will you use? Tell me!
A.J. JOHNSON
Patrick Warburton!!
And yes, he has to wear his The Tick costume.
This picture screams fgsfds.
A.J. JOHNSON
(p.s.: what am I supposed to say here?)
by mary ann hoberman
click beetle, clack beetle
snapjack black beetle
glint glitter glare beetle
pin it in your hair beetle
tack it to your shawl beetle
wear it at the ball beetle
shine shimmer spark beetle
glisten in the dark beetle
listen to it crack beetle
click beetle
clack beetle
pinsir (カイロス) and heracross (ヘラクロス) are beetles, too.
i've been told that i am a human.
circumstances in my life make me kind of unsure sometimes.
a.j. johnson
I LOVE ルージュラ!
black jynx does exist.
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duo. Three years is actually, very soon.
tres. I hope nobody ate my stroopwafels.
quattuor. I wish that I could hear birds chirping and have the sun shine every time I wake up.
quinque. Then again, the minute I heard the birds chirping and felt the burning sun on my face, I'd be very angry if that woke me up.
sex. I'll just keep the blinds closed.
septem. My hair is a mess. Cool.
octo. I feel like turning on the TV now.
novem. Why should I? There's nothing on.
decem. Another morning.
undecim. We're out of cereal, aren't we?
duodecim. It's a little pathetic how I get on the computer seconds after I wake up.
tredecim. My stuffed animals are staring at me. Do they know something I don't?
quattuordecim. Why is my door open? Last time I checked, it was CLOSED.
quindecim. It's the poltergeist, isn't it?
sedecim. I am not interested in pho king. ^_^
septendecim. Chocolate sounds really good right now.
duodeviginti. You mean to tell me they made a BRADY BUNCH MOVIE?!
undeviginti. AND A SEQUEL, TOO?!
viginti. This is madness.
viginti unus. This is SPARTA!!!
viginti duo. I wonder what my old history teacher from my old school would say.
viginti tres. He probably wouldn't say anything about it. He'd probably laugh in disbelief. Like I am right now!
viginti quattuor. I need help.
viginti quinque. And chocolate.
LOVE,
A.J. =]
To my knowledge, the word "pho" is pronounced like "fuh".
This restaurant's name is Pho King.
No lie.
I mean, it says it on the sign.
Right there.
Say pho, the way it's pronounced. And then say king.
Riiiight.
I suggest that someone goes into this very restaurant,
and yells (bonus points if they walk up to one of the waiters),
"I AM NOT INTERESTED IN PHO KING!"
and walks away as if nothing ever happened.
(Note: This is the part where hilarity ensues, and ensues in the form of loud laughing in the parking lot.)
If anyone is courageous enough to do this, please, for the love of peanut butter, tell me.
And I mean it.
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Does it match the drapes?
(sfx: clang clang clang whoop whoop whoop)
:takes a bow:
Sorry. I had to.
I really, really, really did.
If you readers are counterfeit-toy savvy (like me), you will know that this is clearly not official Disney merchandise.
After all, I like it.
I think it's adorable.
That's how you REALLY know it's not real Disney merchandise.
If I could find these anywhere, wholesale, I'd buy twenty of them and have them strewn about my room.
Not all fake toys are this cool.
The only one that comes close is the swearing Pikachu, that says a questionable phrase when you spank it.
And yes, I would buy that, too.
In other news,
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ALEJANDRO!
A.J. JOHNSON!!
(P.S.: For those who know that I was going to be out of town for part of this week/weekend, I'm home now.)
(P.P.S.: A pooh friction is very interesting. I agree with this insightful statement.)
(P.P.P.S.: goodFREAKINGnight)
I'm happy too, Crazy Gideon.Yes, that is me in the video.
That is my doppelgänger, JA nosnohJ.
We can only see each other through mirrors.
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I made this when I was bored.
I've been told that this video was scary.
Will somebody actually put them on something?
It would be super-cool if my buttons were actually featured somewhere.
So, if you like the blog,
please.
I beg of you.
LINK ME someplace.
In other news...
I wish that Jaume Collet-Serra (the director) had left it open for a sequel by using the original, alternate ending instead of having Esther/Leena die (I'm sorry for not setting off the Spoiler Alert, I actually meant to give away the ending. Sorry to ruin everyone's fun) by getting her neck snapped and drowning in extremely cold water.
I would've loved to see her a) be successful in killing her brother, b) meet the policemen like she does in the alternate ending, play innocent, and go torment somebody else's family.
But no... she ended up dying by the end of the film.
I wonder if that was the director's real and actual decision to have Esther/Leena killed, or if the Hays Code had something to do with it.
I know, nobody abides by the Hays Code anymore.
I wish they could've gotten rid of that before they made The Bad Seed (1956) and kept the original ending in which Rhoda lives instead of getting struck by lightning.
But no... it's the other way around.
I wouldn't have wanted a sequel to it, though.
I didn't want a remake, but we got one anyway.
That was a horrible piece of "film".
Like the 2002 version of Carrie.
And the 1999 sequel to the 1974 version of Carrie wasn't great either.
Not because of the Hays Code, but because it was just. terrible.
Enough about horror movies.
I'm going to leave everyone alone.
LOVE,
AJ
In the United States, the USDA stipulates that canned "Fruit cocktail" must contain pears, grapes, cherries, peaches, and pineapples, otherwise it cannot be called fruit cocktail. It should contain fruits in not less nor more than the following percentages:
-- Fruit Cocktail, Wikipedia
- 30% to 50% diced peaches, any yellow variety
- 25% to 45% diced pears, any variety
- 6% to 16% diced pineapple, any variety
- 6% to 20% whole grapes, any seedless variety
- little to no cherry halves, any light sweet or artificial red variety
If I did sell fruit cocktail, it would still have peaches, grapes and pineapples. But, I'd add strawberries and kiwis to it.
But it can't be called fruit cocktail.
It's called Just A Whole Bunch Of Fruits Mingling With Each Other In This Brightly-Colored Can.
Yummy.
I'm going to bed now.
(picture from here)
You know, it's gross enough that it comes from animal hooves.
I don't think it really needs to taste like vegetables.
Apparently there were tomato-, seasoned vegetable-, and Italian Salad-flavored varieties of Jell-O as well.
(And what makes the salad blatantly Italian? Is its name Vito Corleone? Does it have an affinity for holding cats?)
I have a cookbook at my house called Kraft's Best-Ever Grilling Recipe Collection, filled with deeeeeeee-licious recipes.
If you can't taste the sarcasm of that last sentence, you need your mouth checked.
Anyway, the recipes all include some kind of Kraft Holdings product.
I say we call it the BIG BOOK OF PRODUCT PLACEMENT.
One recipe that caught my eye was the Hot Dog Wrap Olé.
That's right.
Hot Dog. Wrap. Olé.
The ingredients include:
8 Flour Tortillas (!!)
8 Kraft American Singles (!!!!!!!!!!!)
Taco Bell Home Originals Thick 'N (shouldn't be N' instead? semantics, semantics) Chunky Salsa
Torn lettuce.
The finished product (I did not make this myself!):
And mind you, this is called a Hot Dog Wrap Olé!
I call it... Hot Dog Wrap Oh No!
I won't even take the time to try to eat one.
It looks like death. In a tortilla.
Sure, half of Taco Bell's "foods" look like death in a tortilla, but I'd RATHER DIE THAT WAY.
Trust me.
unus. TWIST BARBIE - SHONEN KNIFE
duo. DROWNING APPOINTMENTS - ENON
tres. STAY MONKEY - JULIE RUIN
quattuor. DEMONS OF LOVE - MIGNON
quinque. SUGAR BOWL - SPEKTRUM
(p.s.: this had to happen)
(p.p.s.: this, this, and this had to happen)
I hate this show.
This post is about Pokémon Black and White Versions
and how I feel about them.
I might say some things that some people may disagree with, so, if you don't like something I said, just... close the window, quickly.
And no, you don't have to come back.
First... the battle structure/gameplay.
And they also move during battle. It kind of looks like they're dancing.
I don't care for that at all.
From what I can hear, the music's not that great, either.
(Zorua and Zoroark)
(Tsutaaja, Pokabu and Mijumaru)
(Reshiram and Zekrom)
Okay. These are the Pokémon we know about/have known about for a while (especially true for Zorua and Zoroark), and I've got to say, the designs for Zorua and Zoroark are great! Zorua appropriately adorable (for a baby Pokémon), and Zoroark is appropriately badass (for an evolved Pokémon). But, the starters. I think they've just missed the boat on them. I think this because they just don't look like anything to write home about. I would have rather had these guys:
(Frondilo, Kindlejou and Reptide from Pokémon Acanthite [fanmade 5th generation Pokémon])
rather than the starters that Nintendo came out with. Yes, even if they bear some resemblances to Treecko, Vulpix and Quagsire, I'd still want them as starter Pokémon. Finally, the seemingly-ubiquitous Dragon-type legendary Pokémon (Generation 4 had them, so... hey! let's keep going!) just look whack. Just plain whack. I wouldn't say it if it wasn't true.One of them looks like it could be a Skarmory evolution, but it's not. It's a legendary. They actually look a little more Digimon-like than anything. That's fine, I just wish they didn't look like confused birds.
I've heard that the player characters in these games are actually not kids. They're TEENAGERS. Why in the name of all things bright and beautiful would you change their ages? If they're teenagers, they should be well-seasoned trainers, if anything. This shouldn't be their first time out on their Pokémon journey. I thought they all started at the age of TEN, like they did in generations 1-4!! Not... fifteen. And, they look like Lucas and Dawn grew up, except Lucas grew out his hair and changed his outfit, and Dawn dyed her hair brown and didn't really change her outfit.
I do miss the pseudo-3D-ness of D/P/Pt/HG/SS, though.
I don't know if it's going to be 3D like this for the entire game, but this looks nice.
Of course, I don't know how the game's really going to turn out.
I know that I'm still going to get one of the versions, despite the fact that a lot has changed.
Maybe that's why I'm so critical over what I've seen so far--I'm so used to the usual aesthetics and gameplay of Pokémon that it's hard to accept anything different.
But, after this generation's over... I'm finished.
It's scary to think that this'll be the last generation of Pokémon I'll ever play. Especially after thinking for years I'd be a fan until the day I died.
I must be growing up.
a.j. johnson
I did not make this.
If I did, I would win at life.
Trust me, I don't.
I like the part where Mario runs across the screen.
^_^
(listen to original song here. you won't regret it.)
LOVE,
a.j. johnson
(Triplewart Seadevil, Cryptopsaras couesii)
You know how they say there's many fish in the sea?
I think they're all attached to fish like her, at the moment.
I'll bet all the other ones are going, "HOW DID SHE GET HIM TO STAY LIKE THAT?!"
and have read every magazine about how they can make their men become parasites.
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To me, that doesn't seem too pleasant.
I mean, having a man who's three cm long (or tall, if we're talking about people) living and feeding off of your vital organs (bodily fluids, too) just really does not sound anything near the cat's meow.
And I'm really not making a dirty joke (about the three centimeters long thing feeding off of bodily fluids--just in case you missed that part), because that's how long those male fish are, and that's what parasites do.
Seriously. That doesn't sound fun, at all.
I feel sorry for her.
Just because they exist doesn't mean they always have to be there,
and she (the fish) doesn't even have a choice.
What's worse is that he can't even leave.
If he leaves, he dies.
Terrible.
one day we'll live in some tiny apartment
playing Super Mario World
on that SNES I got off eBay
we'd still be paying the million dollars I bid for it
and will be for the rest of our lives
but it's for a good cause, isn't it?
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where are you going?
That was just some "song" I wrote.
I'm not great at it, I know.
Don't rub it in.
My "songs" aren't lotion.
(P.S.: THEY ACTUALLY HAVE A SNES FOR SALE ON EBAY!! WITH TWO CONTROLLERS!! AND SUPER MARIO WORLD!! AND IT'S $69.95!! I REALLY WISH I HAD THE MONEY!! I'D BID A MILLION DOLLARS FOR IT RIGHT NOW!! but I won't, you see?)
(P.P.S.: I'd get Mario Paint, too.)
(P.P.P.S.: And Super Mario World 2 -- Yoshi's Island.)
(P.P.P.P.S.: Heck, I'd just be one of those people who have cabinets-full of NES, SNES and N64 games, because I escaped the days of the NES, was barely born during the days of the SNES, and was at the age where I'd rather chew on the controller than actually play the game during the days of the N64. Sad story? I think so.)
Philippe de Champaigne, Vanitas, (c. 1671), Musée de Tessé, Le Mans
IT'S AN AWFUL FEELING, NOT BEING ABLE TO SLEEP.
MAYBE I SHOULD TURN OFF THAT I MONSTER STUFF I'VE GOT PLAYING.
(I Monster, "Sunny Delights", NeveroddoreveN, 2003)
AND THE LIGHTS, TOO.
BUT THE MUSIC'S TOO GOOD TO TURN OFF AT ANY TIME.
(NEVER IN MY LIFE HAVE I SKIPPED AN I MONSTER SONG FOR ANY REASON OTHER THAN ACCIDENTALLY SHAKING MY iPod AND MAKING IT SHUFFLE. WHEN I DID THAT, I WAS ANGRY.)
AND DARKNESS AT THIS HOUR JUST DOESN'T SEEM RIGHT.
IT SEEMS WRONG, EVEN THOUGH THE SUN HAS BEEN DOWN FOR A LONG TIME AND THE MOON AND STARS ARE OUT.
SO IT'S DARK OUTSIDE, BUT NOT IN MY ROOM.
FUNNY.
But I can't sleep.
Every time I close my eyes, I think of something that makes my eyes pop open.
Maybe it's because I've got a lot on my mind.
Or it's because it's summer and the season is forbidding me from actually sleeping at a timely hour.
(I never did go to bed at 9:00 during the school year, so... that can't be it either.)
Whatever's keeping me from sleeping needs to get hit with an umbrella case.
Now.
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a.j. johnson who is going to sleep, whether the poltergeist likes it or not.
(p.s.: ATHF on DVD? Yes please.)
(p.p.s.: Syringe-shaped necklace filled with candy? Yes please.)
(p.p.p.s.: Bailey's Irish Cream Ice Cream is DISCONTINUED? Noooo. No, thank you.)
(p.p.p.p.s.: formspring.me should be renamed, "Commit Anonymous Acts of Douchebaggery Because That's What You REALLY Do Here.net)
(p.p.p.p.p.s.: lotsa spaghetti)
he took her down
to china town
and showed her how to kick that gong around.
(err.)
(no, really. it's err from ATHF)
(ATHF FTW!)
school is over.
summer is here now.
and for the three months it's going to be here
it's going to be my world.
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hot dang.
i'm going to miss school now, because there's this red-giant question on my mind right now:
WHAT IN THE NAME OF THE LIVING SIN AM I GOING TO DO WITH MY TIME?!?!?!?!?!?!?!
I HAVE THREE MONTHS OFF FROM SCHOOL!!!
THAT'S A LOT OF FREAKING TIME!!!
IT'S LIKE A 32 GIG USB FLASHDRIVE!!
THAT'S MORE SPACE THAN YOU REALLY NEED!!!
but see, the good thing about having three months off from school
is that you can use that time not just for studying (because i will be studying this summer, no doubt), but for things you really, really, really want to do.
and it's actually okay if some days you don't want to do a darn thing.
:-)
but, for a few weeks, i have to wait on pins. and. needles. to see how my finals came out.
so my summer will indeed, have its riveting moments as i check the mail constantly (twice in one day, even when i know for certain that it's not there) for a manila envelope that contains my report card.
but it's all good.
my family can't believe that my first year in high school's over... that i'm going to be a sophomore by this september. every time i talk about plans for next year and years to come, they go:
"TENTH GRADE! ELEVENTH! TWELFTH! LORDIE!!" [sic]
let's try to get through tenth grade in one piece.
let's take things one day at a time.
:-)
i don't know if i've lost
or won
since there's no use crying
over spilt milk
(even if it was
your last glass
from the last cow
on your only farm)
i'm going to clean out
the clutter
and scrub out
the anxiety
and mop up
the fear
in my labyrinthine mind
and then
i'll sit
on pins and needles
thorns and spikes
while eating
cup-o-noodles
and singing
a little song
i'll write back to the folks
on mars
and throw rocks
at movie stars
and then go carousing
at the bars
after wiping up the milk
i've gone and spilled.
if you loved me,
you'd get me a sponge
and a kleenex
because
the mess has been made
and i'm going to cry
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written by a.j. johnson right after today's biology final was over.
(p.s.: tomorrow, i'm conquering the dragon we know and love called
(p.s.: last day of school tomorrow. :sigh:, freshman year went by super quick. i'm getting old, and closer to the age where i absolutely have to pay bills and i absolutely have to get a job. and closer to the age where when i mention something from my childhood [i.e.: black Jynx, sour lip smackers, squeez-its, when nickelodeon and the disney channel were actually--LEGITIMATELY good, the beanie-baby craze, girl-bands, sprinklins yogurt, etc.], kids won't have a damn clue of what i'm talking about... scary thoughts... like that ghost down there.)
biography: My name is A.J. JOHNSON, I'm 15.5 years old and I'm the one they warned you about. You can usually find me among a humbly-sized group of friends, singing/acting onstage, in a classroom, on my 13'' MacBook Pro (with the pink cover!!), or drawing something. You can also find me on facebook, youtube, formspring and on the twitter. I live in Wherever You're Not, USA, with my grandma, grandpa, mother and great aunt. Oh yes, and I have a cat. Her name is Shadow. I don't have rhythm. I like to think that I'm really an alien from Mars who hatched out of an egg with multi-colored stars on its shell, I can laugh at my own jokes (so nobody else has to), I try to be 100% perfect 100% of the time, I'm single and I don't really care for mingling (you can get sick that way), I dream in color (true story!), I have a morbid fascination with diseases and viruses, my mood changes with the weather, I don't like pepper on my eggs, and... I tend to bump into things. That's all.
i am: tenacious, independent, a little clumsy, boisterous (when appropriate), anemic (true story), artistic, kitschy, campy, just plain strange, sweet (without being saccharine), multi-faceted, poetic, thoughtful, tomboyish, taciturn (when appropriate), smart, a little mysterious, a little bubbly, a little bit flamboyant, an avid reader, an avid writer, an avid singer, an avid actress, an avid gamer, fluffy, bouncy, chaotic, not easily pleased, easily amused, easily angered, many other things you'd have to dig deeper to find, etc.
i like (in no particular order): science, art, theatre, random words, animals, going green (I try), jazz, electroclash, folk, bossa nova, J-Pop, picopop, classical, early animated films (1919-1940), stop-motion animation, urban legends, viruses, bacteria, fungi, thanatology, eschatology, physiology, claymation, surrealism, Dadaism, pop art, doodling, Maruchan Yakisoba, Nissin Chow Mein, singing, anime, manga, classic Nickelodeon, classic Cartoon Network, classic Disney Channel, Vans, Converse, craft stores, learning new things/ideas/concepts, cupcakes, lip gloss, scented highlighters, scented markers, watercolors, cheesecakes, electronics, decomposition (esp. the black putrefaction stage), non sequitur, slant rhyme, Pokémon, graphic tees, rainbow things, when my hair is a mess, juice boxes, onomatopoeia, linguistics, semantics, Moog synthesizers, theremins, macabre, black comedy, silent films, ice-cold sodas, Girl Scout cookies, sugary cereals, retro video games (1981-1999), pink, purple, teal, mulberry, chartreuse, those iMacs with the fruity colors on the backs of them, HTML, konpeito, Pocky, Hello Panda, [adult swim], IFC, alliteration, chocolate, strawberries, pineapples, peaches, green grapes, hanging out with friends, The Maury Show, the academic part of school, mittens, gloves, Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, doughnuts, miniatures, Takara Barbies, Licca-chan, Blythes, Kewpies, circuit bending (even if I don't know how), screaming, Sanrio, Charuca, Tokidoki, Morning Glory, wind-up toys, cheesy talk shows about the morally depraved, pointy things, etc.
i don't like (in no particular order): long walks on the beach, teen magazines, tabloids, things with aspartame/sucralose/cyclamate (weird, because this blog is called artificial sweetener), hearing people tell me that I snore, romance, annoying girls, pop music, R&B music (esp. old school R&B, it's like they should play that stuff in torture cells), rap/hip hop music, floral prints, intravenous drips, mall rats, not being able to fit under the bed anymore so I can tell the dust bunnies secrets, the idea that I'm too old to believe in the bogeyman (I do), not being able to order off of a kids' menu anymore, being sick, when people type LiKe DiSsS!!!111 and think they're cool while doing it, when sodas go flat, when sodas get warm, when sodas explode when you try to open them, The Olsen Twins, crying, not doing something perfectly the first time, being caught off guard, not knowing what I'm doing, those crazy dreams where you're in public and what's worse--you're naked, social events, racism, intolerance, txtspeak, 1337-sp33k, dancing, school dances, when kids make fart noises in class (you know who you are!), the Twilight series and all of its merchandise, baked goods that were in the oven for too long, overpriced items, long lines at the grocery store, people who yell at you with megaphones even though you're right in front of them, when you can't beat your friends at Pokémon, Kraft Cheese, vampire fever, Bieber fever, when people don't read expiration dates on foods, sour milk, Radio Disney, KIIS-FM, etc.
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perfect day, no lie.
I want to eat lunch with...
beetles, lightly toasted
:-)
Morning Musings
the just plain wrong, the just plain weird.
divide/multiply, link buttons, there's something wrong with esther, etc.
fruit cups in the early morn'.
you just can't stop the fun.
Black/White
forest maze (NES mix)
love songs and parasitic males.
life, death and time.
Minnie the Moocher (1932)
now with five delicious fruity flavors.
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