being popular has to be like... the worst thing ever. UGH.

anyway, i watched glitter for whatever reason. it's funny how the movie supposedly took place in the eighties, and everyone wore the appropriate clothing from the eighties - except mariah carey. apparently she was hip enough for the year 2000 back in the day. and by "hip enough" i mean hotpants.

also, mal had a birthday on thursday and subsequently went on a fantastic journey. like... i hope it turns out to be the best thing ever for him.

i got to talk to alice in a tiny train station while waiting for the train to michigan. that was nice. thanks alice.

also, a new song and a lot of others are archived (and will continue to be) here. hoo-ray.

so, after another odd turn of events, i'm in michigan. i know, this blog is like some terrible weekly drama in which the character seems to be in a completely unrelated situation from episode to episode. it's all kind of weird for me... but i don't really regret any of this. i've met a lot of really great people... and i've sort of realized that whether or not i'm memorable to any of the people that i've met isn't important... what's important right now is that i'll remember them. i mean... i guess it sounds trite... but really... i think, for the past five to seven years, i've just been trying to create great stories to tell myself when i'm older. and that's all it is. so i'm a quiet introverted boy. i'm sure it's easy to forget me. i'm sure i don't induce mad fits of longing for my company when someone isn't around me... but, that's okay... i remember all the people i've met... and i think of them fondly... and sometimes i even have mad fits of longing for them. those will be great stories. i can't really say whether they'll make me happy... but at least i won't feel like i missed out on what i wanted to do...