This movie makes me want to have a loving girlfriend like Julianne. Haha :)
What about you guys....
To the world you may be one person, but to one person you may be the world.
Courage.
Ooh, that was cheesy but true. I wish I had Juli's courage to assert myself and my ideals. But like Bryce, that part of me is still developing. :)
This movie makes me wanna get my act together so that the next time a 'Juli' walks into my life I can do better then write anonymous love-letters, stick 'em under her desk with bubblegum and freak out and run when she finally finds out who's the illiterate moron who confessed his love in a language he didn't quite master.
Got half of it figured out though! No more letters. Email is the way to go these days ! :P
To go back to my childhood for at least a day. :)
shareThere was one day when I was around 15 or 16. Oh how I wish I could have it back. I still think about this particular day 15 years later and will continue to do so with regret until the day I die.
shareIt makes me want a massive tree to climb and watch sunsets from.
shareTo be able to go back in time, re-live my teenager years with more spirit and more courage.
shareThis movie makes me want people to read the book.
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Squint at the Jeffersonian
Survivor of 815
It makes me kick myself...
When I was a middle schooler, or maybe I was in elementary school. I had a crush on this girl and would quickly turn my eyes away whenver she caught me gawking. One day while walking my dog in the stupidest looking shorts you could possibly wish you didn't own in the moment, she was walking towards me with a friend and said, "Do you want to go out?"
I was never the kind of kid whom anyone wanted anything to do with. I was bullied most my school life. Looking back I realize that she wasn't trying to bully me, but trying to maybe befriend me. But I was too young to realize this. I said no. She asked me why, "You always stare at me." I thought that that was a poke at my character, or somesuch nonsense.
When I watch this movie and the end comes with that "Let it be me" song I feel like crying. A heavy heart settles in my chest and hope that maybe the next time I will be smarter... Didn't happen when I became a high schooler, either; a girl whom my friends hung out with told me her friend had a crush on me and wanted to know if I wanted to know who. I told her that I didn't. I was that kid who was afraid of rejection and wanted to be unconventional. I was just a dumb-uck!
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shareIce cream.
And to have been braver during my junior high years. Not that I'd ever want to relive them, just to have become someone who had been brave during them.
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