I've been trying really hard not to lose my shit. Life can be frustrating and painful and, every day, I have to teach myself to resist the impulse to randomly start slapping people in street. I let myself fantasize about it, though. A man should always be allowed to dream. Some people come up to me and suggest I try yoga, meditation, aromatherapy. "Oh my God Valerio have you tried herbal teas? they're like TOTALLY helpful" HORSESHIT. This is what I like to do to release tension. I want to vent my frustration on a public forum and let people think I've lost it. If I can't yell profanities on the street then let me at least write them all here in my safe, mindfulness-free space. Don't be a hater. Speaking of hate. Take a look at the title of this post. Does it ring a bell? You don't have to be a 90s rom-com aficionado like myself to remember the popular chick-flick 10 Things I Hate About You , with Heath Ledger and Julia Stiles. At the