Wallflower

Today, I started reading "The Perka of Being a Wallfower," by Stephen Chobosky.
I'm only on page seventy-three so far, of two-hundred-thirteen,
but so far it is really amazing, and I absolutely love it.

The book is about a boy named Charlie who is quiet and shy,
and about his experiences in high school
He reminds me a lot like myself, actually.

I think I am a Wallflower, like Charlie is.
I'm quiet, and observe people, and always try to be nice to them.

The only thing different s that I never really experienced high school,
at least now how other people did.
I lived at home most the time,
didn't go to any parties until senior year,
and the only dances I went to were the few I photographed for yearbook.

I really regret not being more social and experiencing high school as I should have.
I should have tried dating, I should have made an effort to make friends.
Instead, I just got straight As and read books all the time.
It really was a pretty lonely high school life.

College, however, has changed that in me; I've become a bit more outgoing.
I've experienced the world of dating, made lots of friends,
and although I haven't gone to frat parties or anything,
I've had some great little parties with my friends.

The start of this change began senior year of high school,
when I began hanging out with my friend Maria.
I had sleepovers with her, Val, and Janina,
we talked about boys and girl things,
we had adventures together, and had some neat parties.

I really wish I had started doing those things,
finding people to hand out and have fun with,
a lot sooner, a whole lot sooner.

I envy Charlie because of this.
He may be a Wallflower, like me,
but he still is enjoying what high school has to offer,
in terms of social situations and friendships,
something I never took advantage of.

When I have kids, Wallflowers or not,
I'm going to make sure that they are social,
that they make friends, and enjoy high school.
I missed out on too much,
and I don't want them regretting their high school years,
as I do.