Step up, step back

Exams are almost over, and I'm considering my current life. I burned a few too many bridges a little too soon, and now I'm fending for myself in social situations. Surprisingly enough, this has actually opened me up to new opportunities. I've been spending time with people whose company I enjoy and venturing out of my (former? let's go with "usual") social circle, which is actually kind of gratifying. It's nice to know that I don't have to rely on anyone for social interaction; that is, I can leave my comfort zone with ease. I guess I'm not as socially anxious as I thought.

Things I Love: Part 47

I love bad things. Not things that are dangerous or crazy, but things that are bad. Bad movies, bad music... not bad clothes, but you get the idea. And my father can't comprehend my appreciation for the atrocious, especially when we're in the car and I suddenly decide to listen to the .38 Special.
I used to read a blog called Awesomely Bad Lyrics that no longer updates, and oh my goodness it was the funniest blog I've ever read. The guy that wrote it would post videos for songs like "Jessie's Girl" and "Hot Blooded" and then just tear the lyrics apart. It was nearly always brilliant (except for a few that were a little too crass for my taste, and one about "The Dolphin's Cry") and it got me into bands like Foreigner and Duran Duran. Last season when Glee did an episode about bad songs, it made me happy because they included some of my favorites.
My top five, desert island atrocious songs are:

1. "Cold As Ice," Foreigner
2. "Sister Christian," Night Ranger
3. "Notorious," Duran Duran
4. "Sunglasses At Night," Corey Hart
   
5. "Total Eclipse of the Heart," Bonnie Tyler
   

Slogging forward

I didn't think I could end a twelve-year friendship neatly, but this level of drama is getting ridiculous. It's like we hit the Angst Solstice. Good thing I'm spending the summer away from everybody who's making my life insane right now. I'm tempted to pick up and pack out right now.