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[07 Jul 2005|01:46pm] [ mood | hungry ] JOHNJACOBJINGLEHEIMERSMITH J is for Jealous O is for Openhearted H is for Honorable N is for Normal J is for Jolly A is for Adventurous C is for Crazy O is for Overwhelming B is for Bashful J is for Juicy I is for Intelligent N is for Naughty G is for Genius L is for Legendary E is for Elegant H is for Heavenly E is for Explosive I is for Important M is for Magical E is for Easy R is for Refined S is for Strong M is for Mellow I is for Intelligent T is for Timeless H is for Healthy What Does Your Name Mean? ...'cause his name is my name too. ..moving on, I got back from Driver's training and stuff, so now I'm gonna go eat pasta. wewt. 7 comments|post comment

[07 Jul 2005|10:17am] [ mood | awake ] [ music | none ] 9:00 Woke up. 9:30 Got out of bed. 10:00 Had breakfast after wandering around aimlessly. 10:17 Updates Live Journal. Later I'm going to a driver's training course with the funky driving car with two steering wheels and such. I'm going to go take a shower. I'll be back later. So much for me always updating with humongigantic posts. Beau, my fat cat says meow. o_o good morning to all. 7 comments|post comment

The evils of procrastination. [06 Jul 2005|08:10pm] [ mood | nerdy ] [ music | Legend of Zelda - Wind Waker ]        Whoo, talk about long time procrastination. This is exactly what I'd feared before I got a Live Journal. I knew I wouldn't be faithful to it for long, and here I am, telling about my psychic abilities. I feel like I've abandoned some people who've stayed to strong to LJ. Well, here's where I'm going to turn that all around. So much has happened to me in the last few.. um.. month, was it? ...In any case, if it were regular, all of the events that had filled the time in between this and my last update - may have occurred throughout years. I feel like all of a sudden it's just been so rushing.         Hm.. I suppose I'll start off with the earliest time after I last updated. You've read before - if you've read my journal - that a certain teacher had been unfair to the highest extent, and because of this - or any number of actions she has done to make my grade suffer - I look forward to a whole-nother year sitting in the same teacher's class. Peaches’n cream  for Biology II with Mrs. Clontz. School had been winding down as usual and there had been people who were anxious and already loosing the weak grasp of the academic handle they had struggled so hard to hold on to during the year. I remember the last day was unusually hot, and everyone was swimming through seas of shaving cream in order to fulfil their sense of tradition and stupidity. School was now the last thing on my mind - despite the fact I had an infinitely heavy load of summer work to write up before the next school year (of which I'm still quite busy with). There was the fresh smell of spring dying away - with the new season murdering it's predecessor with a powerful sensation of freedom and crisp piercing sunlight.        There was another thing that came somewhat as a shock to me, maybe this event caused some of the feeling of distance in time. I actually felt distant in many respects. Well, moving along, I'm not sure how many of you are aware of a girl named Amber and how I would know her, but she - from the beginning of October until mid June had been my girlfriend. There are a lot of things that take into account why something like that relationship should have lasted forever, and many why it should have lasted not even a day. The distance of time (her age being slightly greater than mine [by 11 months]) and space (..3,000 miles). There was tension building whether I liked it or not.. or, maybe a better way to put it would be to say.. whether I wanted to believe it or not. She had started to spend more time with her friends, and I had needed to understand that more than I did. I suppose I'd just missed her too much. She had realized the reality of the situation, and knowing that she's more free-spirited than I... I may have been holding her back from her aspirations to do what she wanted no matter what anyone thought of her. I cared for her more than I've ever cared for anyone, and maybe that's why I was being more conservative in my views of what was going on. Whatever the problem was, the distance, my views, her views, any number of excuses for what had happened... it did. I feel bad not really because I lost her, but because I don't know if there was something I could have done differently to prevent it - she says it's nothing that has to do with me; but I really don't know. I'll be over it, as everyone gets over relationships, and staying close friends with her... I'm not sure how to describe it. It hurts, and yet it's what I'd want and I don't know exactly how she feels about it, and if anything, I'd want it to have no awkward-ness. I suppose that may be difficult, but.. eh.. oh well. I'm just retarded and need to think about other things. That's about all I have to say on that note.       I've been working on my School's website more now, Howland High School is in desperate need of a web-design change, and I'd like to be the guy to do that. I've been experimenting with Flash a lot more now, and I've got a huge start on it, but I need to work out a few kinks. I've been trying to get inspiration from where ever I can find it, and I'm listening to this music from a videogame for a couple purposes: one, I just like the way it sounds - it gives me the sense of a mystical feeling because of the nature of the strings and harmonic choir of bass and treble that are blended together in the music; and two, I derive inspiration from the music because it puts me in a "deep" mood.      I've lost contact with a lot of my online friends, and I'm really sorry about that. The last thing I would have wanted was to drift away from my friends. I don't know if it's my fault or not. One in particular I feel bad about because I hadn't talked to her in such a long time, and I didn't check my email for so long, I didn't realize she had actually taken of all instant messengers from her computer, and now - ironically - primarily uses this Journal site to communicate and express. Heck, she may be reading this right now. If so, I'm sorry it's been so long since I've talked to you, Michee, and I hope I can contact you through this more from now on.       I guess what I'd typed so far has been slightly vague in comparison to the small detail I'd put into my other posts - and that's because I've been trying to summarize a lot of what's happened, so I guess I'll zoom down into more detail with just the recent times that are still fresh in my mind. Today, my dad's birthday, I got up at around 9. I washed up and put in my plastic eyes. I went with my family to Perkins to eat a butt-load of breakfast and we met up with an old friend who happens to work there. We spoke for a mind-numbingly long time, but I actually didn't mind as much as I would have before. I was actually interested in what was being said: she was talking about her son (whom I knew) and daughter and how one of them works as a nurse, and that there are so many people there who have no clue what they're doing. I thought very pleasant of the fact that if I were deathly sick, my live would be in the hands of incompetence. sarcasm. Ah, on the next note, I went driving with my mom to random unimportant places because I need practice for my license and such. I drove past my old neighborhood and my old home before I moved. I've got memories of the place, which is somewhat strange because I was three the last time I lived there. After a somewhat stressful session, I went home, talked to a good friend of mine for a bit, then had to leave to go see the movie "The Longest Yard". It was a really good movie, really. I'd want to get the sound track to it too. I went to the mall then with the people I saw the movie with, and walked around aimlessly for a while, then I came home after that. I had a nice dinner with my dad for his birthday, and presently I've been typing up this goliath post because I've felt so guilty about not doing anything for so long. Rambling is what I'm good at, I suppose.      Submitting poems to a site called Poetic Times.com, I've got a lot of my work copyrighted now. if any of you have been bored enough to read as far as you have - doubtful - I would appreciate it very much if you would take a bit of time to read 'em and tell me what you think. I'm kind of tired from all that's happened and all, I think I'm gonna stop writing now. Comment if you have the urge to throw peaches at people sometimes. 2 comments|post comment

like, woah! this is really important! ...o_o pssh... [24 May 2005|05:11pm] [ mood | indescribable ] [ music | "I don't know why" -Norah Jones ] Yes, the last few days were oh so eventful... *cough* ...ah, I'm through talking about Biology for a bit. I'd rather just let that cool down for now. Oh, in history class, there'd been a project due, and what's great about this is that I'm absolutely positive I got 100% and it was a huge portion of my grade. History isn't a class I've gotta worry about though, which is the bad news. See, the reason that class is so great for me is that the teacher is possibly one of the very best teachers I've ever seen. He knows so much about what his profession is - you'd be surprised how many teachers are half-hearted about their work and don't keep learning more about their subject. This history teacher is perfect for me because I'm an audio-learning kind of guy. He speaks as if he's a grandfather telling little kids an exciting story about something that would - in a different situation - be otherwise very dull. Thing is, he's not very old at all. xD he spikes his hair every day and everything. He tries to be funny all the time, and he actually is a lot of the time. And when he's not, it's funny how corny whatever it was he said was. He makes sure you know things for his tests, and he's one of the few teachers that is actually on the students side. He wants them to succeed. I admire him greatly for that. For all the people reading this (xD huh, I'm acting like it's a lot) who are from Howland High school, you'll know who I'm talking about. He's not exactly the best for everyone - some learn very poorly from listening. o.o ...Ironically, after just finishing the study of juxtaposition: (the literary technique of contrasting of two things that only intensify the black's black, and the white's white) my very next class is the opposite of the formerly mentioned. I trudge up the stairs from my history class, my backpack still heavy from all that I need to have for the day. I emerge from the stairs to see a girl. She is a foreign exchange student from the Netherlands; her name is Milu (sp?). She's a senior, and from what I've seen she's nice. I don't talk to her much, but then again, this is because the only time I see her is in the class that's about to start. She walks in ahead of me every day her class before this one is only across the hall.  So as she passes through the door into the realm of Ms. Porter, she perks up and annunciates: "Hola, senorita! Como esta?". I would do the same, however Ms. Porter is too busy acknowledging her, replying just as jubilantly. I sit down in my assigned seat next to Milu, and stare out the window until the harsh "bell" ring/buzzes. it sounds more like a fire-alarm in this section of the building to be honest. Ms. Porter cares nothing of the student. She is a walking computer - but more hurtful. She can't comprehend that some students want to learn. The class lasts the regular time a period lasts, and my stomach is killing me as I wait for lunch. The bell finally tolls again sounding my freedom of Porter. It's as if my whole life becomes depressing when I step into her class. And it's a shame, because there are some really cool people in her class that I can't be friends with because everything that's related to her class reminds everyone of the evil that they feel. So when they see me, they're reminded of Porter since that's the only time they see me. And Visa-versa. I'll go into further detail of fifth, sixth, and seventh period of my day in detail some other day. Ah, but tonight was amazing. Sports banquet. It's not so much the awards, of which I received just one; but it's about the friends I've met there. There are a couple that truly stand out as just plain awesome. two guys named Scott and Anthony. I'd give their last names, but 1. I'm not sure if they'd want me to and 2. I couldn't spell them correctly if my life counted on it. They just crack me up whenever I'm around them. good times. My butt was utterly numb at the end of the ceremony though; 3 hours of sitting can do that. Oo; hm.. yes, there's my ridiculously long description of random portions of my day :3 you're absolutely insane if you've read all this, so congratulations. Sanity is overrated anyway. 4 comments|post comment

Biology [21 May 2005|12:03pm] [ mood | frustrated ] [ music | Reanimation - full album - Linkin Park ] ...Xx; alright, here's how it's going down.    I've been trying to update, but I've had so much work with school it's been impossible. My parents see me with this journal for the few times that I've updated before, and they think I've developed "another obsession". Because of this, I've not been able to come here since. School's really almost out, and I'll be home-free then; but untill then, I'm still probably not going to be able to update much here, I'll try though. So... what's happened in the last week or so? school.   What's really frustrating is what happened only yesterday.   Now, I'm not making any excuses because I don't usually believe any faults that happen to me are to be blamed on no one but myself. Some harsh circumstances, however, drive different reactions from people. This had started when my biology teacher had assigned a project worth 100 points (significant for her grading). I'd found strange how the points were distributed throughout this project. Writing the first and last name of an astronomer [that I could choose to base the project on] was worth 10 points. Finding their picture was 10 points. writing their birth date was 10 points. All these ridiculously easy tasks were a fairly large amount of the total points worth of the project. What's stranger is that she had also included an instruction that there was going to be a "brief" oral presentation to the class. Now, looking at the feats ahead of me analogously, it was logical to assume that the speech was going to be as simple as the other tasks worth 10 points. I'd finished the project early. The day it was due my dad brought me to school early just because he had to go out anyway, and he didn't want my project (poster) to be ruined on the bus. I arrived earlier than my Bio teacher. "John! How early do you get to school?!" As if it were something negative. I just smiled, laughed, and said "only a few minutes ago". Which was a lie. You've got to know what to say to some kind of people. Only some answers are right. Moving on, she let me into her locked room; I'd been sitting on the floor outside her door. She went into her back room, and I sat down going over my poster one last time, just taking in what I might say. I'd prepared for the oral presentation to consist of about 15 seconds. I'd thought it'd go like this: "The astronomer I've studied is named Kip Thorne. He was born in 1940. He is known for contributing to the understanding of black holes and gravitational waves." Which was basically the assignment: to study an astronomer. Before class had begun another one of my classmates arrived and was curious about exactly how long the presentation should be. "Only about three to five minutes" she said plainly. ...hm... well, that probably would have been helpful to know... before we got to school. I just stood there. I guess I wasn't totally screwed, I do know enough about black holes to explain to the class about his work and the theoretical properties of black holes. I guess I was actually kind of wanting to speak about them: they're pretty interesting. I was going to see how someone else gave their speech and go off of that. The next moment, she said "John. you go first since you got here first." I remembered from previous speeches that attitude was a big part of how you looked. I got up confident. One of my classmates offered to hold my poster up while I spoke. I accepted. I spoke for about 3 minutes without fault, rambling about what composed the nebulous cloud surrounding many of the black holes in the universe. In the attempt to fill time, I forgot to mention one of the most important aspects about Kip Thorne's achievements. I turned to my board and pointed to where I had written for extra emphasis. "Kip Thorne had founded the LIGO. This project was the largest ever funded by the national science foundation." I looked over the class having finished. They clapped, and I started to sit down. My teacher had been grading me as I spoke, and was keeping my score classified for now. I sat through other speeches from my classmates and when they finished, they seemed as confused as I was as the length of the speech, they were doing basically just as I had done. At the end of the class I went up to her desk where she said we could see our score. John Slack speech: "50% F Looked at his poster for the accomplishments". Disbelief, anger, frustration, I wasn't quite sure what exactly I felt. I saw her leaving the class then into the hall after for some reason. I followed, I was trying to keep the frantic sounding pitch out of my voice, and I confronted her. "Mrs. Clontz, I wasn't aware we weren't allowed to look at our poster for one thing. It's not like I didn't know what his accomplishments were! I was pointing them out to the class." She asked me "John, why do you always fight for points?" Laughed in her screeching way and walked in the opposite direction. My biology grade is so incredibly close that I need every point I can get. I'd worked hard on the rest of the poster, so she had no choice but to give me 100% on the rest. All this came out to 95% total. But I needed those 5% because that really can be the difference between A and B for me now. I've gotta read a book that's due for Monday. If you've read all this, then thanks for listening. Life is so not fair. I know that... but why so early? 4 comments|post comment

In one nostril, out the other. [06 May 2005|06:21pm] [ mood | nerdy ] [ music | Music from Majora's Mask, Ocarina of time, and Wind Waker. ] Ha! I stole a survey from a very good friend who stole it from someone else, and I took it, and it took a long time, and I'm displaying it here because I want it, yay for run-on sentences. Read it. Ah, also.. today was pretty busy, the tests I had studied for were easy for me at least. My Biology teacher had been telling other teachers to vote for the best volcano that her students had been making for the last week. xD my group's volcano wasn't what I'd wanted to do - it'd have been a lot better otherwise. But still, what it lacks in scientific value, it gains in comedy. Drew, a tall guy whom I have three periods with, had mangled plastic army men, covered them in red paint, cut up plastic animal parts and stuck them in the mafic laval pouring out of the side of our volcano. I know it's sadistic to ever think how such horrible death and cruelty could be funny, but really, there's a sheep butt sticking out of the side of a mountain.  Ms. Porter, the spanish teacher, had been really weird today, she let us study the vocabulary list for 20 minutes before we took a test. there's no way I got less than 100%. I also just read that tomorrow is Comic book day. shops all around the world will be giving coming books away for free. o_o I definitely need to get some Sonic comics tomorrow :3 I helped Mrs. Loew, my English teacher out with carrying some books, :B I know, such a gentleman am I. And I didn't go to the optional track practice because I really wanted this week to end, so I went home on the bus. ...yaay... I'm probably just going to get online today for the first time. I got a new picture of my sister and me if anyone wishes to see it, IM me. I just had dinner. Buttered noodles. Mom's specialty. Hm.. I'll probably go on to www.gaiaonline.com later; my username is Kiato Kamata if anyone is on gaia and wants to pm me. That's about it for today. But remember, it's horrible to start a sentence with a conjunction; and it's even worse to ever split an infinitive.   5 comments|post comment

Shcool. [06 May 2005|06:55am] [ mood | busy ] woo, didn't think I'd have time to write. Yesterday was probably the busiest I've been in a long time. My crazy spanish teacher decides to pop a 100 point test out of nowhere and say we should have known our stuff. Of course I a bit of studying to do. I have a feeling my weekend is going to be similar. There's so much I've got to do with projects and such for the next couple weeks. School winding down must equate to the teacher's "crunch time". They've gotta get in all the material they've procrastinated teaching, and no one's happy. My mom's a teacher, so I know that the teacher's have some work to do too with grading, but jeeze. Ah, I've got school now in a few minutes, I can't wait for it to stop ruling my life for a while. I know it's my job, and that's all I have to do, and I should be grateful and everything because I've got so much less to do than a lot of other people, but... a friend once told me to finally do something important with my life... like nothing. I'll return after school today. Lots to do yet again. I'd write more now, but I've kinda got to go. So happy friday to all; and belated cinco de mayo. so happy seis de mayo? 5 comments|post comment

[04 May 2005|10:36pm] [ mood | groggy ] hm, I guess it was later than I thought it'd be that I'd be updating. I'm not usually this sleepy now, but I'm pretty drained though, I've been up since 5 am. But ...erm.. idunno. I had a lot of homework, spanish, english, geometry, history to study for. Took most of the night. I'm really thinking about sleep right now. I'm also thinking about.. other things. Mostly about the girl that I'm all about. I spoke with her again today. on and off line. Very good day because of that. eh, I'm usually not this tired, but I've been deprived of sleep lately, and.. all my thinking has been poured into various projects. I think I already said that. hm.. guess I'm running out of things to say. time to stop for t'night then. Talk to you all later. reply to this because you know you want to and you know it's absolutely meaningless. woot. again. 1 comment|post comment

[04 May 2005|04:07pm] [ mood | hungry ] My thoughts really are random and aimless. I can't say truthfully that the words I'm tying right now have much meaning. I guess writing out  clears some of the clutter that is my mind, so I guess you could consider this Live Journal like a thought dumpster. I'm starving at the moment, so I'll be back later to write aimlessly about my day. yay.   post comment

woot. [03 May 2005|04:59pm] [ mood | jubilant ] [ music | "Live like you were dying" by Tim McGraw ] Wow, lots happened today. Started off not looking too bright, then ended awesome. I woke up, did the morning routine, got dressed all fancy today - not exactly sure why. I wasn't over-dressed, but more than casual. I got to first period Biology. *shudder* You know how there're people you just can't talk to no matter how much logic you've got? This teacher (and I'm not stating anything overly subjective) sees things her way, and can not understand anything that she doesn't read herself. And even then, when she is determined to not change her mind, she'll invent reality and explain things using as many large words as she can - when I know she doesn't totally know what she's talking about. Ah, Bio's always fun. *cough*      Gym went as usual, I'm actually not as un-athletic as most of my fellow nerds. I scored 33% of my teams points today. History class I had a substitute and basically the whole period was a study hall - too bad I didn't have any homework to do -.-. Spanish came and went, I was so starving for lunch next period. I didn't really care what I got, I was just hungry. Pizza and fries. woo hoo for the health factor at my school. Then came my favorite class of the day, no sarcasm English. I don't really know why I like English, but it's just something I have a knack for. After which came my regularly scheduled study hall. Ending the day with geometry, I got my homework for the night and finished it in class. If you've just read all this, you've read the first and only time I'm posting my schedule. After school hours is where my day starts to seriously improve. I was invited to a meeting called "The Scribe Cafe". It's purpose was to honor those who'd been accepted and excelled in a literary magazine named "The Scribe" I'd submitted a few works of mine, and wasn't expecting to even be accepted. I got there early and waited around for awhile. I saw my English teacher. That's always a pleasure. She's probably the teacher in the school I can most relate to. She asked me if I'd like some punch and I accepted, it was pretty warm in the room. I noticed it was more of a ceremony than a meeting. At the end I won best poetry in the scribe's spring edition, and I was accepted as a new editor for the entire Scribe next year. I met with the current leader and shook her hand while I'd been introduced to her, there was another topic that came up. I'd also been accepted as one of the winners of a poetry writing contest for the remembrance of the holocaust. I had no way to get to that ceremony, so the head of the Scribe offered me a ride. I'd say the only thing that could really make this day better is if my girlfriend were to contact me. In some way. Any way... I miss her. I haven't had a chance to speak to her since the middle of last week; about 7 days ago. Idunno. I know she misses me just as much, and has a good reason for being unreachable for so long. I've now got to study for a Biology test that happens to be tomorrow (She happened to not mention there would be one until today.) Ah, oh well. I guess I'll be off to do that now. Remember though, "if at first you don't succeed, redefine success." woot. 1 comment|post comment

[02 May 2005|08:05pm] [ mood | distressed ] [ music | None ] X_x; so much work. I want school to be over so much. Who doesn't, huh? I'm never bored o_o I've always got something to do ..but sometimes I wish I could be bored. Ever, if I try to relax, I always feel guilty because there's probably something I could be doing.         History project due in two weeks. May seem like a long time, but there's 8 different genres that I need to cover in this assignment. It's over the assassination of JFK. I wonder if anyone really ever pays attention to the spelling of that. two asses in a row.. that's gotta be one of the weirdest words. That and platypus I suppose.          Two English creations of posters for little first graders. They're going to the zoo in a week or so, so the highschoolers are going down to the elementary school and showing them about different animals from different climates and environments and such. I really doubt anyone reads this... Why am I complaining to no one about work I should be doing? ..and whom am I asking these pointless questions? ..*shrugs* I still really like that hamster dude though. Slack out. ..erm.. which.. is my last name by the way.. Slack.. ha, get it? ...whoo -.o; 5 comments|post comment

[02 May 2005|06:12pm] [ mood | accomplished ] [ music | "I don't want to miss a thing" by Aerosmith ] Ah, my friends have been bugging me forever to get an LJ. I've finally jumped ship and sunk into the endless sea of updating and posting now. o_o I'm gonna try to keep this going as often as I can, but I've got so much stuff to do with school work and my site... mostly school work. X_x There really is so much going on now. It's almost overwhelming. I've got one friend who's probably the only one who's really going to read this XD She was the one really pushing for me to get this; and here it is. :3 I'd be nice to just let off some steam sometime... I'm not sure how detailed I'm allowed to be with my life on the first post, really :B you hardly know me. Unless you know me. o_o then you might. :D I blabber, and therefore have pointless things to say most of the time, but if you do want to know me and are pretty much just too lazy to read profiles (of which I am too lazy to make) I could probably just tell you here.. I've wasted about an hour up to this point while I could have been doing work, but all work and no play makes Johnny a dull boy, huh. Actually, my name is John. I live in Ohio. My heart is in California... god it is.. I wish I could express in some way how I really feel; but emotions are so complicated, insignificant, vital, confusing.. I don't know exactly what love is, but.. what I feel for this girl is more than anything I've felt, read about, heard about.. all the love song, all the love poems that you read... they make a lot more sense when you actually are hit with the disease... the cure.. the desire and passion. I'm not sure anyone truly knows what love is. Does it exist? Whatever it is that I feel... it's not going to fade, I'm certain of that. How am I certain? Because only fools are certain. Only fools fall in love.           *cough*... my site's another subject to deal with. I've been running it alone for nearly three years now and it's improved as my experience with html has grown. I'm hoping to become better still, and for anyone wishing to visit, it's up there at the top where it has the link. Sonic is definitely an infatuation I've got. Obsession over the cool blue blur has been a thing of mine since early childhood. I'm not solely into Sonic, but it's a good topic to get into. Hmm, I'm a guy, so it's logical to assume that I've got some strange spirit connection with videogames. yes. Along with the speedster I've mentioned, there's the Legends of Zelda. whoo, gotta love that series. I've so psyched about the new game being released sometime in the near future.. hopefully soon. I'm not versed quite as well in the ocarina as Link, maybe, but I've got some experience with the piano and a bit with the woodwind instrument: clarinet. My musical talent is said by others to be decent, I believe I absolutely suck. I don't particularly dislike any certain type of music. I'm really into the background music for videogames. xD; yeah, I'm a nerd. I'm not a discriminating person, I really don't approve of stereotyping; let people be who they are. everyone's different, and need to be painted with a different brush. you can't draw a general picture of a group by the blunt picture of the majority. If someone acts some way then that's the way they act, no one is to judge what's weird and what's not. My favorite quote of all time would be that of a wise man who'd said "I do not believe in a word you say, but I will fight to the death your right to say it". o.o <<; >>; well.. that was about all the random thoughts I've got to offer today. worship the hamster next to my mood on the way out; have a nice day.  2 comments|post comment

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