“We are who we are for a lot of reasons and maybe we’ll never know most of them. But even if we don’t have the power to choose where we came from, we can still choose where we go from there.”
– The Perks of Being a Wallflower (Stephen Chbosky)
I finished re-reading “The Perks of Being a Wallflower”. It’s still cool for the second time. I am quite sad today because when I finished it, the thought that I haven’t seen then movie yet came back. I sooooooooooooooooo want to watch this.
I was curious on how they would make this book into a motion picture. Because the way it is written is amazing, diary style! More of a letter style.
This book is the first adult book I have ever read. Not on the way is it written or on the structure of the sentences, but on it’s liberated surroundings? (<— not quite sure about this word) It has sex, drugs, pregnancy, etc in it. I’m kind of used to that thought because of the youth today. You know, being all screwed up in life. The book in the picture isn’t the version I have; I read the original one. The one with the guy in it. If you know what I mean.
I think I kind of can relate in his story, because I am currently in high school; only I’m a junior and Charlie is a freshmen in the book. It also thought me lessons about growing up. This book is like a blessing to me!!! Whoever made this book surely have his own definition of what life is; and I love his.
I adore Charlie because he can be naive and at the same time wise. Like what is said in the book, “You see things, and you understand.” He’s also an introvert which brings me into a new view of high school. not to brag but I’m the one of the popular guys in school.
Not popular in way that I am always in this event and everything I do is an issue or something. I am popular in way that almost everybody in school knows me. You know, whenever I walk in the hallways I always bump into someone I know.
This doesn’t make sense anymore. I should stop this. Nonetheless, I love the book and I will read it again and again and I won’t get tired of it; not even a bit. Period. Goodbye!