Chapter 102: Life's What You Make It, Part Two.

If you're gonna live life to the fullest, go for it.

In this case, today.



So today's Saint Patrick's Day. Except the Roman Catholics celebrated it on Saturday and the Anglicans, to quote Doc from NOOL, cancelled it completely. All I can do is say, who cares!? So it's Holy Week. So!? I grew up raised on 17 March being Saint Patrick's Day. Now celebrating this day during Holy Week isn't a sin, right? And since when will people want to constitute it as such?

Let's face it--17 March is the day I celebrate 12.5% of my bloodline. 'Nuff said, end of.

In other interesting news, Antenna's back in the picture. Yup, my friend Antenna and I talked on the phone for about an hour yesterday, and I'm so glad he called too. ^_^ It was worth the five hours of sleep. *LOL*

And, for one, I. Am. Sore! from Saturday night/early Sunday morning's 80's retro-cover-fest that was the A+ Team's concert at Caffe da Vinci. Awesome awesome AWESOME show all around. They did mainstream stuff but a few underground covers too. Lots of fun--I can't wait until they stop by again!! *squee!* But otherwise, that's probably the only thing worth btiching about--especially since I gotta clean up the apartment a bit before Siren visits this weekend.

Oh and, speaking of btiching, I have to work Friday--and I had ALREADY requested Friday off. Which means I'll have to miss Good Friday. Maybe I should just starve myself during my time at work? O.o 'Cause on Good Friday, if I have to work, it's probably not worth eating. Selfish? Maybe, but I did request Friday off. But since I have to work, cheerful I might be, but I wouldn't eat even if they were to want to shove food down my throat!! This might be my actual fasting day for once.

Hey, you can try to take the girl away from the Church, but you can't take the Church away from the girl.

Until the next round...

~ 'Sunshine'

Chapter 101: Life's What You Make It, Part 1.

There's this feeling that, you're just the most awesome woman in the entire world.

Tonight, that's exactly how I'm feeling. No joke.

Besides the fact that there's a concert going on in about an hour [80's covers, anyone??], Siren's visiting me next weekend. And Revolver--woohoo! he's planning to stay over at my apartment sometime so we can catch up. I haven't seen Revolver--no, I haven't seen him or Siren in damn near for-ev-er.

At the moment Siren's recovering from the flu, he's got finals this week [go Siren!] so that's why he won't be over until next weekend. And that was also why I hadn't heard from him in 10 or 11 days. And as he was sick from the flu, and he's got lots of studying and resting to do, do I blame him? I don't think so.

Revolver-chan meanwhile, sheesh. I remember when I used to hang out at where he used to work [a tattoo parlor] on Tuesday nights, watching "House." That, of course, was before the car died. I haven't seen him in at least a year now. Same with Siren. And to see those two again... *squeeeeeeeeeee!* do any of y'all know just how much this makes my day, big time?

So I'm kinda looking back at this past week, up to now, and it's amusing when I think about it: I've got guys queueing up for me all along. One's visiting next weekend, another's staying over soon [we're not sure when], and the one who's slightly hurt [Hobbes, my good buddy] is still always gonna be my buddy. So yeah, I guess I do have guys in this world who like me after all. Fantabulous!

Meanwhile, tonight at Caffe da Vinci it's the A-Team taking the stage. They're an 80's cover band and, as I'm a huge fan of 80's music but have never seen 'em live, I am SOOO going. Hmm... who knows? Maybe they'll play some New Order or something that I know. Hopefully.

All in all, life gets better. I have my headaches, and I move on.

And I absolutely love it!

Until the next round, cheers! <3

Chapter 100: The Time Between Meeting and Finally Leaving Is Sometimes Called Falling In Love.

...okay, so it seems that Cupid is definitely worse than on my last nerve. It turns out that there's not one but TWO guys still crushing on me. And to be honest... well... there's one that I know of [Steven--codenamed Siren] and then there's the other that I don't know of, whch I found out about today [Daniel--not the one codenamed Rabbit but the one codenamed Hobbes]. Which means now I'm in a brand effin' new crisis. And I hate crises. I really do.

So now, inasmuch as Cupid rhymes with stupid and I'm over the break-up with Casey, it's become a brand new dilemma that I wish I wasn't stuck in. And that means, well, lately... hell...

Just when I was thinking of Siren, now Hobbes is thinking of me again too. But... I don't know. And to make the situation even worse, I haven't heard from Siren in at least a week. Now not only does that make me worry, but that also makes me wonder if it's worth falling for Siren. And the worst part is, as much as Hobbes is my friend, I can't really tell him that I don't see him much outside of as a friend. [In fact, Hobbes is one of my exes, I joke you not!]

So basically, it's a Catch-22. I hate Catch-22's.

*sigh* Why... why me? Couldn't I just be some normal girl with a wonderful boyfriend and be happy, instead of having all this pointlessly excessive drama? But nooo--Cupid had to be jealous of how humble and sweet this punk girl is, and simply make life hell because of it. It just... it just isn't right, you know?

I swear, I don't know where it all went wrong.

In all honesty, if I could at least tell Siren how I feel--just the simple fact that, I've denied even to MYSELF that I actually liked him [and still do] and now I feel like a total jerk for it--would... well... would it change anything? And while I don't want to hurt anyone in the end [especially after all the tears I'd been through...! -_-' meh.], I realized that, there's two hearts that I did hurt, and one of them I actually did like. And I really want to make up for this.

I really do want to make up for lost time.

*sigh* Right now I can only hope to God above that, Siren understands this. I'm really hoping against hope right now.



And Siren, if you're reading this, if ever in any way I'd hurt you in the past, I'm sorry. And I hope you're alright.



*sigh* From a week of miserable P.M.S., to a break-up, now trying to set things right. Just one crisis to another.

All of a sudden I'm afraid this isn't going to go very well.

Until the next round, damnit! where's my PANIC button!? *facepalm*

Chapter 99: Life's What You Make It.

Well, before I get to the bright side of things, I guess you can wonder if it's really over when your ex doesn't answer even a nice "Hey, how goes it?" text.

*sigh*

Someday, my prince will come, is all I can say.

In brighter news I got an e-mail from my Stepmom and, all I can say is, thank God she sent me that e-mail.

Excerpts from the e-mail...

How long a minute is depends on what side of the bathroom door you're on.

Birthdays are good for you; the more you have, the longer you live.

Happiness comes through doors you didn't even know you left open.

Ever notice that the people who are late are often much jollier than the people who have to wait for them?

Most of us go to our grave with our music still inside of us.

If Wal-Mart is lowering prices every day, how come nothing is free yet?

You may be only one person in the world, but you may also be the world to one person.

Some mistakes are too much fun to only make once.

Don't cry because it's over; smile because it happened.

We could learn a lot from crayons: some are sharp, some are pretty, some are dull, some have weird names, and all are different colors....but they all exist very nicely in the same box.

A truly happy person is one who can enjoy the scenery on a detour.

Have an awesome day, and know that someone who thinks you're great has thought about you today.

Today, the hero is my dear Stepmom. Thanks, Suus!! <3

Until the next round...

Chapter 98: So much for my happy ending.

...yep, as of an hour or so ago, it's official. I'm single again.

For the record, that fcuking sucks. It really, really does.

Basically, Casey's job depends on his finishing school. And since he'll soon be attending night classes in college [four nights a week, mind you!], that basically means there'll be no time for, well, me.

Of course, that means that Miss Sunshine is single again. And she's going to be raising a lot of hell in the next couple of weeks [so for those of you who I hang with, whatever you do, PLEASE DON'T TAKE THINGS PERSONALLY!! <3 Alright? Cool.]; and Cupid's back on my to-destroy-IMMEDIATELY roster. At the top of it, too.

Hence, the song of the day is none other than "Single Again" by Trina.



This time, never again will a man be worth losing my heart over. I'm done.

Until the next round, dodge all lightning bolts I've been emitting, alright?

~ Jenn

Edited at 9:12 P.M. - BTW [by the way] it was Casey who explained about the not-having-time-for-me sitch.

Chapter 97, and the first post of the New Year: Open up the West Door, turn the Old Year go...

Joyful New Year, everyone. I just returned from vacation in Indiana, and I can't wait to resume the Trans-Europa story. Last I checked, Johannes threw the great First Insult at Florian [good job, girlfriend!], and Rebekah and Wolfgang and an, erm, interesting interlude in the shower.

Yeah, you might want to go read up on that. *nod*

Otherwise, still in the middle of catching up. I'll get more later when I have the chance.

Until the next round...

~ 'Sunshine'

Chapter 96: ...hey, where's my Dreidle!?

From the Underground to your end of the world...



Happy Hanukkah to all our Jewish Excelsians!!

Until the next round...

~ 'Sunshine'