WINTER'S MOOD SWINGS

It’s so freaking cold outside I can’t help the shaking! Even so, I feel good about it. Winter is approaching really fast and it’s finally time for the bars to fire up. I prefer them this time of year: people are one on top of the other, warming up and becoming a big "happy" family.

In the upcoming nights, Everyone, men and women really hope there will be this one opposite-sex creature that will drag their attention out of all those people drinking and dancing.  

The feeling of a warm safe surrounding can't be traded for anything... 

Anyway, I am in the mood for partying and drinking. I think the depression process of the end of the summer is taking a while to ease out and thank God there are some bits and pieces in life that makes everything a bit smoother.

So, as I am very nervous these days and not what I would call a relaxed person, there are some things you can do alone to feel better, even though the weather inspires you to be cuddling home with your beloved. Going out is a perfect solution to forget and catch up with friends, but here are some alternative:

Imagine being there, filled with friends, drinks and a nice beat to dance to while the cold is spreading in the outside world...

Watch series, lots of them. Some require concentration, others are just a way to kill time and put on a smile once and a while. My personal favourites are:

Gossip Girl: not that I like the story so much, but the clothes and jewelery are so so so gorgeous; I want the whole of Serena’s wardrobe.
   

Latest episode... Missoni mini dress

Family Guy, The Simpsons, South Park and American Dad: for pure amusement and killing time ONLY. These are not to be taken seriously: Stupid, somehow offensive but we still watch them because there is something in there that makes you want to push play.

The X Factor U.S.: Please don’t laugh. It is the only think that makes me cry nowadays. I don’t know what gets into me when I turn the show on I start getting all emotional about it. Seriously Simon, what is up with you??

House M.D.: Old time classic I guess. I like it because I feel smarter after each episode. I’ve learned loads of medical stuff through house. Also, it makes me feel very good about myself. The self – loathing experienced by the main character gets to you.

Law and Order S.V.U.: that’s the hardcore version of the classical Law and Order. I like it a lot and think the stories are quite interesting. Of course, it’s all about rape, pedophilia, etc.

Charlie’s Angels: It is a new series and it is soooooo cute yet soooo cheesy. Again, it is a series to watch just to kill time and maybe look at the pretty girls fighting and kicking a**.

Charlie's Angels 2011 new series poster

The Vampire diaries: You need to watch all of the previous seasons to get the point of a cheesy love triangle. But I do like the concept and I think the two brothers are hot to watch.

Don’t ever watch the new season of “Two and a Half Men” with Ashton Kutcher. The series suck, lost its meaning and sometimes it makes me want to puke.

Just by the look of the poster, it makes me want to puke. No Charlie Sheen, no need to air it!

Another good series I liked watching before my break up was “The Mentalist”. The sarcasm and supsense there is in there makes it fun to watch. But too many memories were rising so I decided to stop watching it until I stop assimilating it to the lying ex a**hole.

If watching series is not your think, you can read books. I am not sure I can list names of books because there are soooo many I do not know which one to choose. The one next to my bed is Alfred Hitchcock’s “Histoires abominables” in french. It’s a very dark book but for some reason, it makes me relax.

Yeah, yeah, who am I kidding? What I really want to do is to get this amazing baseball bat I saw at the athletics shop next to my place, go out there and start hitting all those &%#@% &%#@% that piss me off. And then, go to prison and enjoy my morning sip of coffee while smoking my cigarette and hanging out with other very irritated women. Paradise.

 I was terrified at what I was learning about myself. There were two MEs: the good, sweet one who was dying inside and the bad little freak that was getting stronger and greedier every day.