Part of you may want to shut the whole world out, while another part of you may long for a comforting voice and a reassuring pat on the back. In short, you are ashamed of yourself, and you should be. If you're reading this right now, you've just recently become a Green Day fan.
You've become a monster. You've become a horrible, gross, disgusting creature that should be cast out from cultured society. You've become a burden on both the people you love and the world as a whole. You should be locked in a cage and forbidden to see the light of day ever again until you choke to death on your own shitty musical taste. Once you accept all of these truths, you can move forward, and you can start to make strides towards a life that may just be worth living. Maybe. After all, not all monsters are bad...
How did this happen? How did you get here? Do you deserve this and, if so, why or why not? These are a few of the questions you should start asking yourself. Try your best to backtrack this thing. Dig deep into the recesses of both your conscious and unconscious mind for a better time; a time when you didn't like Billie Joe Armstrong and his gang of not-so-punk rockers. Do this, and you may already start to feel a little bit better. Understanding is the first step to coping, coping is the first step to accepting, and accepting is the first step to becoming a productive member of society - and not a walking abomination - once again.
Once you've somehow come to terms with the fact that you've become an uncultured, unsophisticated, embarrassing son of bitch that none of your friends will ever want to be seen with in public ever again, you'll have to figure out how to look the part. It's important to remember that the clothes make the man. That being said, nothing says "Green Day is my favorite f--king band in the entire godd-mned world, for some reason" better than the classic "American Idiot" album cover tee. Wear this with some black jeans, a studded belt, and some sh-tty Converse shoes and you'll be sure to fit right in. All of these items can most likely be found at pretty much any Hot Topic store. If you don't know what Hot Topic is, just head to your area's local mall and follow those kids from "Twilight."
Now that you're dressed for "success," you've got to act the part. The multiple rips in your skin-tight jeans that you most likely deliberately and carefully carved out way ahead of time mean absolutely nothing if the other socially awkward, misunderstood, rebellious fans don't think you're full of just as much teenage angst as the rest of them. Don't be afraid to really push it to the limit here. Dye your hair, pierce your whatever, and curse out your superiors. Hell, kill the President if that's what feels right. The more extreme your behavior becomes, the better.
Your transformation into a musical terrorist, that, perhaps, would have been far better off had they never clicked on "customers who like Blink-182 may also enjoy..." while scrolling through their recent purchases on iTunes, is almost complete. You've got the style, you've got the attitude, and you're now ready to attend your very first live Green Day show. Appropriate concert etiquette is pretty straightforward. Keep your phone out and recording as much as possible. Bombard your social networks with statuses, pictures, and videos of the show. Let the entire world know about the horrible mistake of a life you're now living. You'd also do well to memorize as many lyrics to as many songs (omitting the earlier works, of course) as possible. Your friends should be able to hear that godawful Billie Joe Armstrong impression of yours in every video they have the misfortune to view.
There's nothing more to be found for you here. You've mastered the walk and you've mastered the talk. You know how to look, act, and live the part. The Bible is dead now. Let it die, and from the ashes let the lyrics of "21st Century Breakdown" take it's place. There is no more Jesus Christ. There's only the Jesus of Suburbia. Uno, Dos, and Tre have now become your father, son, and holy spirit. This guide may be finished, but you've still got a long journey ahead of you. This is who you are now. This is what you are now. You f--king a-shole...