we are who we are for a lot of reasons
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When I was reading The Perks of Being a Wallflower, I suppose it had become one of my favourite books. And the minute I finished it, I totally fell for it. I think if I had read it in college, it would be the first and only choice for my dissertation.
Charlie and I have so much in common. During the reading, there was a flashback of my whole life and the involved incidents in my mind. It was like reading my own story and finally figured out what happend and put myself together.
We are introverts.
We can't talk freely in front of strangers. It's a lot harder for us to make new friends. So, there always have been these five or six guys that we keep in touch for years, and those are our best friends forever.
We are kind of nerds.
I mean we try really hard on our study, even we were just in middle school when our peers were having fun. Sometimes, we got straight As. It has everything to do with our hard working. We are not smart kids, but we really are special.
We are wallflowers.
The coolest kids in school won't notice us at all, unless we go up to them initiatively. Parties are out of the list. We just like hanging out with those people we know. A large group of strangers can easily scare the hell out of us.
We are sensitive.
Charlie has a wonderful teacher, Bill. He gave him many books to read and I've read most of them. Back to college, I've also wrote an essay about The Great Gatsby, and I love The Catcher in the Rye, Walden and Peter Pan. I want to become a friendly teacher like Bill, who can inspire the students with his personality. Charlie tends to over thinking about every little thing, so do I. When we are reading, it's like we are in the book with the characters, and we just can't get out of it as soon as we stop turning pages. Also, we love to pick suitable presents for our friends and families, and what we get at last always surprise the receivers.
Charlie's good friend, Mike, commited suicide, which reminds me of the dark days when I lived with my little cousin who was so emotionally unstable. I can still recall the moment she tried to jump out of the window, and how frozen my body got and how blank my mind become.
Charlie's aunt, Helen, died in a car crash. He misses her a lot, I mean terribly misses her, like what I did when I lost my grandma. I just kept writing my diaries and writing letters to her, even though from the deep of my heart, I knew she would never hear me or talk to me anymore.
Charlie wrote,'I miss her terribly, I have to stop writing now because I am too sad.' That's what I feel about my grandma.
Charlie wrote,'I would go to my bedroom window and stare my reflection in the glass and the trees behind it and just listen to the song for hours.' That's what I do whenever I'm too upset.
Charlie wrote,'I thought about how many people got through a lot of bad times because of those songs. And how many people enjoyed good times with those songs.' That's what I think about my beloved artists.
Charlie wrote,'It was like when you see a movie in the theater during the day, and when you leave the movie, you can't believe that it's still daylight outside.' That's what I tell my friends after we saw a brilliant movie.
Most of all, Charlie shared a poem in the book which made me weep, literally. It also makes me believe that we are who we are for all of these great or lousy reasons. I think I will copy it in another log, because I can't read it right now.
The book is a masterpiece to me, just like the book review said,'it's a modern classic that captures the aching, confusing, and glorious experiences of being a teenager. ... Charlie's haunting letters bring readers straight to the heart of his struggles to fit in, to find the will to 'participate' in life, and to cope with the realities of the larger world as he learns how to grow up.'
That's what we've all been doing so far, so if you've got some time, I recommend you to read The Perks of Being a Wallflower. It's a really great experince. :)
Charlie and I have so much in common. During the reading, there was a flashback of my whole life and the involved incidents in my mind. It was like reading my own story and finally figured out what happend and put myself together.
We are introverts.
We can't talk freely in front of strangers. It's a lot harder for us to make new friends. So, there always have been these five or six guys that we keep in touch for years, and those are our best friends forever.
We are kind of nerds.
I mean we try really hard on our study, even we were just in middle school when our peers were having fun. Sometimes, we got straight As. It has everything to do with our hard working. We are not smart kids, but we really are special.
We are wallflowers.
The coolest kids in school won't notice us at all, unless we go up to them initiatively. Parties are out of the list. We just like hanging out with those people we know. A large group of strangers can easily scare the hell out of us.
We are sensitive.
Charlie has a wonderful teacher, Bill. He gave him many books to read and I've read most of them. Back to college, I've also wrote an essay about The Great Gatsby, and I love The Catcher in the Rye, Walden and Peter Pan. I want to become a friendly teacher like Bill, who can inspire the students with his personality. Charlie tends to over thinking about every little thing, so do I. When we are reading, it's like we are in the book with the characters, and we just can't get out of it as soon as we stop turning pages. Also, we love to pick suitable presents for our friends and families, and what we get at last always surprise the receivers.
Charlie's good friend, Mike, commited suicide, which reminds me of the dark days when I lived with my little cousin who was so emotionally unstable. I can still recall the moment she tried to jump out of the window, and how frozen my body got and how blank my mind become.
Charlie's aunt, Helen, died in a car crash. He misses her a lot, I mean terribly misses her, like what I did when I lost my grandma. I just kept writing my diaries and writing letters to her, even though from the deep of my heart, I knew she would never hear me or talk to me anymore.
Charlie wrote,'I miss her terribly, I have to stop writing now because I am too sad.' That's what I feel about my grandma.
Charlie wrote,'I would go to my bedroom window and stare my reflection in the glass and the trees behind it and just listen to the song for hours.' That's what I do whenever I'm too upset.
Charlie wrote,'I thought about how many people got through a lot of bad times because of those songs. And how many people enjoyed good times with those songs.' That's what I think about my beloved artists.
Charlie wrote,'It was like when you see a movie in the theater during the day, and when you leave the movie, you can't believe that it's still daylight outside.' That's what I tell my friends after we saw a brilliant movie.
Most of all, Charlie shared a poem in the book which made me weep, literally. It also makes me believe that we are who we are for all of these great or lousy reasons. I think I will copy it in another log, because I can't read it right now.
The book is a masterpiece to me, just like the book review said,'it's a modern classic that captures the aching, confusing, and glorious experiences of being a teenager. ... Charlie's haunting letters bring readers straight to the heart of his struggles to fit in, to find the will to 'participate' in life, and to cope with the realities of the larger world as he learns how to grow up.'
That's what we've all been doing so far, so if you've got some time, I recommend you to read The Perks of Being a Wallflower. It's a really great experince. :)
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