An Old Me.

clinical depression, an interracial engagement, feminism, general weirdness, and staying fabulous, or at the very least, functional, in this world. part manifesto / commentary, part social coping project to generate inspiration and positivity!

Aug 10, 2009

laughing at engagement club and lungs.

this is a repost from a failure of a time that i let myself have in the past. i'm giving it new light and laughing at it now because it's very and fabulously relevant!


  1. The first rule of Engagement club is: you do not talk about Engagement Club.
  2. The second rule of engagement club is: you DO NOT talk about Engagement Club.
  3. If a fiancé(e) says "stop," goes limp, taps out, the engagement is over.
  4. Only two really hopeful people to an engagement.
  5. One engagement at a time.
  6. No wedding band, yet no looking back, ether.
  7. Engagements will go on as long as they have to [even years].
  8. If this is your first night at Engagement Club, you have to make a bigger deal out of it than is necessary.
haha!

this is SO funny. the wedding bells are still chiming in my ear, but i have to remember to step back and not take things so dreadfully serious. no one makes it out alive, but i'm going to be rocking my ring and smiling anyway. if you're not enjoying your time, it's wasted!

just found out that my little brother has a condition where a lobe of his lung is collapsed. it's scary and upsetting, but it corrects itself. he better NOT be trying to die because i always said that it would be me to kill him! biology is SO scary, which is probably why i'm studying it--to conquer it in a way. he'll be fine now that we know what's wrong and that it naturally corrects itself.

even i have difficulties keeping on the sunny side, especially considering this circumstances. i'm smiling tonight. wish me more smiles for my gorgeous face and my family. i wish that i wasn't so bleh feeling and that i could pour out some internet love and hugs to everyone. let's all just take a deep breath and do something productive and wonderful with our days tomorrow.. get up a little earlier than you do normally. work out for thirty minutes. actually do some house work! kiss your mother and little brothers for me. create a fabulous routine to carry yourself through this semester. make some goals, enter them into a cool graphics program and decorate it and frame it over your desk. live more green and healthy. change your hair like one of my lovely blogger friends has just done ;) splurge on Guitar Hero World Tour like my fiance has done and rock out for your friends.

dreading school? GET OVER IT. or just play some Prince and dance around until everything [even horrible classes] is water under your bridge.

i'm off! computer kisses and genuine affection to you dolls.
ciao.

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3 Comments:

Blogger D. said...

This post is "Fight Club" all the way :D

August 11, 2009 at 5:17 AM  
Blogger MRoS said...

Your posts always make me so happy :) Thank you! And, it's good to hear that your brother will be fine. Medical problems scare the crap out of me :p

August 18, 2009 at 6:31 PM  
Blogger groovacious said...

girrl I can't believe you got engaged! Congratulations! Haha and I loved the fight club reference. I hope your brother heals well!

September 6, 2009 at 10:05 PM  

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