don't worry baby

i caught the tail end of the drew barrymore romantic comedy "never been kissed" while lying on the couch a little while ago.
growing up, i spent a good amount of my time as a teenager babysitting twin girls so that i could take a three week trip to france. and switzerland with my french class(it was an amazing trip, but i dont like to remember bits of it)
while the babies slept, i spent a good chunk of time watching 80s horror flicks, and romantic comedies.
anyway, what i meant to say is that even though its a super cheesy movie, it's been a favorite since i first saw it.
i can relate to josie gellar(drew barrymore) spending most of my childhood being teased by boys and not really relating to the girls i was friends with other than by being friends.
the ending of the movie is my favorite-- the beach boys' "don't worry baby" starts playing when drew's beau shows up at the baseball field. such a cute ending.
here's a video of random clips of the beach boys with the same song playing.






i had a hard time yesterday while wandering around brooklyn for a few hours. i never thought i'd say or do this but i got upset when i had to head back to my home on LI. i miss my real home in clinton hill tremendously.

strange daze

i've made it a priority to ride my bike every day.
i did 2 miles today, looks like it may be 3 tomorrow.
i miss my friends tremendously.
i am going to visit caroline on saturday at built by wendy.
i've been trying to get better, i have been taking classes in meditation as well as stress management...
i try to talk to germs, patty,& ian, and caroline once or twice a week.
i miss toby and holly too much. ive been terrible at communicating my thoughts with loved ones
and its harder than it sounds. ive started and stopped piles of letters because i dont know
how to relate to anyone anymore. i hope that i dont lose those friendships.
i am currently trying to be the best person i can be so that i wont have to be in terrible situations ever again.
i might look for a new place with caroline for january.
its still strange in clinton hill, it's almost like she's still there.
i think about amelia every day.
and vinny too.(he passed away in august and was my favorite art teacher and best friend during my high school years..he taught me how to fly, paint, and open up to different mediums and was my aspiration to go to SVA bc he had gone there 20 years prior..)
i miss you, i love you.