The Break-up Mix Tape
So I recently have learned quite a bit about break-ups, having recently experienced one myself. I have had an interesting list of songs going through my head. So I present to you, "Laurel's Chronology of a Break-up as Heard in Her Head."
According to Lorelia Gilmore, moping is the first and most essential step in any good break-up. I decided to give in to this theory. I gave myself a whole day to do whatever I wanted--I watched Law and Order, drank a slurpy, and read a brain candy book. It would have been the perfect day, if I hadn't felt so bad.
This stage does have nice perks though: people treating you delicately, giving you plenty of compliments and allowing you to be a completely selfish person. The problem with this is that it's kinda like when people nurse you when you have the stomach flu. It would be great if you didn't feel so crappy. For this particular stage, you need a good melodramatic melody to play in your head as you lament the events that have unfolded. Something like this:
Pop quiz: What is the best thing to say to someone who has recently been dumped:
a. I'm so sorry.
b. I'm sure you're better off.
c. Cute shoes.
d. What a fool!! What kind of ridiculous person would let you go?
This is the stage where you learn all kinds of really important life skills, but I imagine it is kinda like that guy who had to saw off his own arm while rock climbing. I'm sure he now has a very useful skill set but would prefer to not have to use those skills again.
So once the initial moping has come to an end, there is the inevitable inbetweenness...you are coming out of the post-relationship haze...starting to notice all of the lovely people you might have missed while in a relationship. It's reassuring to know that the world is full of interesting people to get to know. There is one slight inconvenience with this. Your heart likes to remind you that all of these people are not the boy. It sounds a bit like this guy:
And the song playing in your head is a bit like this:
It's such a little whimsical tune.
As time goes on, the baby in your head finally gets the hint that this chant is counterproductive. So you start to notice that all is right in the world again. There are neat people, fabulous hobbies, ridiculously useless but entertaining girly movies to enjoy. At this point, it is time to sing a little song: (couldn't find the music for this one...sorry) with Will Hoge:
click the link...then click on the play button...sorry...
http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B001OGRPES/ref=dm_dp_trk9?ie=UTF8&qid=1291225319&sr=8-11
After a few weeks of feeling very proud of yourself that you no longer miss the other person and that you have "moved on." (I have found that a new outfit goes a long way in this direction...I'm just saying!) Life has now returned to "normal." It is now time for the voice inside your head to find a new song to sing. You can't talk about how you're over someone if you keep talking about how over them you are indefinitely. So now it is time for a happy, educational little tune in your head. Something like this:
And eventually, you optimistically await the day that a nice guy who looks like this:
Will come along and be singing this lovely power ballad:
According to Lorelia Gilmore, moping is the first and most essential step in any good break-up. I decided to give in to this theory. I gave myself a whole day to do whatever I wanted--I watched Law and Order, drank a slurpy, and read a brain candy book. It would have been the perfect day, if I hadn't felt so bad.
This stage does have nice perks though: people treating you delicately, giving you plenty of compliments and allowing you to be a completely selfish person. The problem with this is that it's kinda like when people nurse you when you have the stomach flu. It would be great if you didn't feel so crappy. For this particular stage, you need a good melodramatic melody to play in your head as you lament the events that have unfolded. Something like this:
Pop quiz: What is the best thing to say to someone who has recently been dumped:
a. I'm so sorry.
b. I'm sure you're better off.
c. Cute shoes.
d. What a fool!! What kind of ridiculous person would let you go?
This is the stage where you learn all kinds of really important life skills, but I imagine it is kinda like that guy who had to saw off his own arm while rock climbing. I'm sure he now has a very useful skill set but would prefer to not have to use those skills again.
So once the initial moping has come to an end, there is the inevitable inbetweenness...you are coming out of the post-relationship haze...starting to notice all of the lovely people you might have missed while in a relationship. It's reassuring to know that the world is full of interesting people to get to know. There is one slight inconvenience with this. Your heart likes to remind you that all of these people are not the boy. It sounds a bit like this guy:
And the song playing in your head is a bit like this:
It's such a little whimsical tune.
As time goes on, the baby in your head finally gets the hint that this chant is counterproductive. So you start to notice that all is right in the world again. There are neat people, fabulous hobbies, ridiculously useless but entertaining girly movies to enjoy. At this point, it is time to sing a little song: (couldn't find the music for this one...sorry) with Will Hoge:
click the link...then click on the play button...sorry...
http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B001OGRPES/ref=dm_dp_trk9?ie=UTF8&qid=1291225319&sr=8-11
After a few weeks of feeling very proud of yourself that you no longer miss the other person and that you have "moved on." (I have found that a new outfit goes a long way in this direction...I'm just saying!) Life has now returned to "normal." It is now time for the voice inside your head to find a new song to sing. You can't talk about how you're over someone if you keep talking about how over them you are indefinitely. So now it is time for a happy, educational little tune in your head. Something like this:
And eventually, you optimistically await the day that a nice guy who looks like this:
Will come along and be singing this lovely power ballad:
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