Whoa! This is insane… i’ve been up for 26 minutes (I had the weirdest kind of sleep… the one where you constantly wake up every hours going “F*ck! I don’t want to get up… oh wait, it’s 4 am… Rzzzzz”) and i’m done eating breakfest… and i’m already missing TV.

I don’t have enough time to start something important… nor can I do some other stuff (like playing guitar… I don’t think my neighbours would enjoy it…)

This is REALLY going to be one hell of a challenge

Hey, I just noticed that Aiden…

is really nothing more then a revamped version of the Misfits with a bit of the gayness (not saying it’s bad… just saying he looks quite queer-ish) of Afi. And i’m liking it. Well, mostle their song Die Romantic (which I might try to upload as a flash file or something). It has a really good punk rock beat and sound… though there is the very trendy “RAWBLARRAWBLARRRRRRRRRRRRRrrrrrrrrrrrrrr” everynow in then (can also be called screamo). Too bad they look like girlie fashioncore emo’s… well … the misfits were some pretty weird fellows as well. Only difference is that they looked like they could benchpress every member of Aiden…

Well, I’m off to work! I got through the morning! Fudge yeah!

As I was recently brought down from my happy cloud (Now, you know why I felt more blue), I decided to make a “AskMen.com” type of list.
Mind you, I wrote this fairly fast and it’s only personnal “tips” and life experiences.

Top 5 Break-up Cures:

5- Push yourself even harder then usual to work as you would any normal day.

You might feel that a break-up is the end of the world, but I can garantee you that it isn’t. But, this is my number 5, as i know for a fact, that this really hard. But let’s face it, the longuer you do nothing, the longuer you’ll only think about her/him.
Warning: Don’t over do it either! If you just crush your pain under work… it’ll come out eventually.

4- Get out!

A couple of fresh breath of air will clean your mind a little. So get out of those stained-bed sheets, get a shower (you smelly bum!) and go take a walk. Also, mix this idea with others (take the dog or a friend for a walk(don’t forget to put their leash on…))
Mind you, i’m not telling you to go out clubbing all night (as this will eventually leads to AT LEAST one of the 5 bad ideas (see below)).

3- Cry on your mom’s shoulder.

This might sound stupid, but it just feels right. Even if you aren’t in the best terms with your mother, she will not be able to see you cry and in pain without lending a dry soft shoulder for you to snot all over.
Warning: If for some reason you hate your own mother (the shame!) or can’t reach her (lawsuit, pure hatred, death (darn :S That must really suck!) etc.), you can substitute the motherly figure with one of your closest friend.

2- Surround yourself with good friends.

Support is one of the few good reasons we have friends. Of course, you might need a couple of minutes alone, but the worst thing you could do, it’s to dwell in your own sadness alone. Trust me, it’ll only make matters worse.
Warning: Hanging around on MSN ’till 4 am is NOT a good way to “get support”. It might do a little patch work … but you’ll annoy everyone on your list and sill end up being alone and depressed thinking about how sweet the times were…

1- Watch TV / Movies.

This is my personnal must. If the heavy “This isn’t working anymore…” is dropped, I turn right back to the american substitute for friendship. Not only will this make you forget your problem (and pretty much your own name), it’ll make you feel like you
are standing temporarly in someone else’s shoes thus, taking a bit weight off the pain. A fun alternative for this break-up cure are videogames. Though it might requires more attention then you can actually afford to give at the moment.
Double big-super-duper warning:
A) DO NOT spend 3 weeks crying and watching tv.
B) DO NOT rent movies that may contains any form of relationship-oriented stories. You’re just rubbing salt on your wounds. Stick to idiotic movies, retarded action movies and super bad videogames adaptations (I suggest Mortal Kombat or the new Dead Or Alive movie).

Tomorrow, i’ll post the 5 worst break-up cures.

Last quick note:
My employer’s server (AskMen.com) actually CRASHED because of Anna Nicole Smith’s death !!! Talk about hard hitting news!

For once, i’ll try to use this place as some sort of … interesting “Hey, I was thinking about this…” spot.

I was just thinking today about that statement “Don’t judge a book by it’s cover”. Uhm, so much can be said about that. My first reaction was always “Oh no, I don’t judge people by their look… I only judge people after I know them.”

Ha! What a lie… In reality, I judge. Like everyone, mind you (those telling you the opposite are in clear denial.). It’s a human/civilized reaction. We react to what we see and what is projected.

You see a street-crust punk… it’s automaticly linked to “OI OI OI! FUCK YOU! ANARCHY IN THE UK” … or in my case “Got any spare change, man!?” (funny fact: I succeeded at saying to a punk “No man, I don’t have any change…” when he was asking for a light… ha! Shows you how often that happens!). The opposite is quite true, you see a flawless young man/woman in designer clothes, you associate them with “Oh they must make money/watch MTV… even maybe drive a Hummer!”.

In reality, the problem is really not in judging the book by it’s cover… it’s about preventing the cover from letting us read the book.

I was also considering those people who say “Fuck him/her! He/She’s judging me by my appearance” (mind you, i’m talking about style, not races). Well, in fact, YOU choosed to dress like you wanted to. You can’t really blame people for judging you quickly. On the other hand, you can blame them for treating you differently without asking a single question.

We never really come to think about it nor feel the need to think about it… but the image we give is rather important in today’s society. In the 50’s … okay maybe the highest pompadour was the coolest kid… but everybody (or almost) praying the same god(s), eating the same food and watching the same tv. Today, we got a big responsibility: Choice.

As a last note, i’d suggest you go see Montreal Psychobilly group. It really reminds me of Brian setzer’s new song (pretty much the best on the album): Really Rockabilly. Before I get any rocks thrown my way (though I doubt any of them will even take time to read this), they are indeed a bunch of cool cats… but seriously… the fashion statement his getting hillarious these days. Right now, the fight is between the Emofags, Hardcorekids (who oddly enough, looks very simillar most of the time) and 50’s Rockabilly/psychobilly. It’s a pointless fight as to “Who is the coolest”. I remember my friend’s comment on the scene “It’s so fashion… I don’t feel at ease”. I always found it odd… because for the first time… it was a place where I DID feel at ease (if you ever read my profile… you’ll notice, i’m not a big party animal/ club go-er). Uhm… I still had some stuff to say… but I need to work now.

So more later!