#93: Tis the Breakup Season

Tis the summer time, and you know what that means? Sun, vacation, Grease-like-summer-night-flings-because-pheromones-are-at-an-all-time-high, and, oh wait, breakups.  Sorry to break it to you people but since this is the season where you don't have to buy/receive presents or feel obligated to be with someone, it makes it the perfect time to break ties.

I don't know why I'm sitting here right now writing about breakups, but I think I've heard enough from my girlfriends within the last couple of weeks that I feel as though I should impart some of my "knowledge" onto you.  

I'm not going to lie, I was that girl who slept in bed all day, missed more work than normal, lost 1 pound each day for 14 days straight, had to buy Preparation H to put on my eyes because they were puffy all the time, sat in bed and waited til my roommate came home so I could cry my eyes out, and then was really mean to her because she made me eat (sorry, Esme, I love you!), and then weeks later found out more info that just stabbed me right in the heart and left me wanting to pull a Carrie Underwood/Jazmine Sullivan...you know the drill.  If you've ever seen a friend (or you yourself have gone through it) it's an ugly ugly ugly event.

(PS: No, I never received an apology.)

But anyway, I digressed.  The point of this post is to let you know that no one ever died of a broken heart.  Well, maybe some people killed themselves because of one, but I sure hope that ain't the case because there's so much of life to enjoy...like watching more Youtube videos and seeing what else Betty White has to offer.

Plus, I met this awesome person (Linda) who recommended this book to me a while ago and I thought that this was one of the best gift I've ever given myself - "It's Called a Breakup Because it's Broken." It's also been passed around to some of my girls who thoroughly enjoyed it. And the cool thing is that it was written by the guy who wrote, "He's Just Not That Into You." 

So...with this in mind...here's my advice/book's advice.

1. "But he was my best friend." Yea, so was the little girl who had boogers coming out of her nose when I was in 1st Grade...I'm not friends with her anymore.
2. Alcohol + Phone = DANGER. Alcohol + Text = DANGER. Alcohol + Camera Phone = All over the Internet.  Thus, DELETE the number.
3. He's not hiding at the bottom of that Pint of Icecream.
4. Keep your integrity intact. Word gets around...if you go psycho, chances are that everyone else will know too.  Shiet, especially being Vietnamese, I'm already prone to the stereotype of being crazy. I'm really not.  Do what I did, write your psycho thoughts down and then destroy it, or tell your psycho thoughts to your friend.  It really makes you feel better.
5. Pickup a new hobby.  I actually picked up 2 (including writing again), and have found a new love for both of them.
6. Friends are great. Lean on them, but you're only allowed about 60 days to talk about him/her otherwise you risk losing your friends if that's who you ever talk about.  Granted...I did have a shrink to talk to which helped.
7. Burn party. Those are fun =).  From my conversations with my guy friends, apparently guys do this a LOT more than girls..odd. But nevertheless, a good thing.

I think that's all I got for now...I have a few more.  But DO read that book, it is freakin hilarious!