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I read this book a year or so ago, but I have only just got around to watching the film and it spurred me to re-read this gorgeous book. There is nothing I don't love about this book, and for me at least the film did it justice, which I very rarely think. I never thought I would cry a second time over the book, but I did, not full on sobbing but there were tears and a tissue involved.
"I sit, I watch, I understand, I am a Wallflower."
I found myself thinking about Stephen Chbosky's characters long after I finished the book, both the first and the second time through. For me that is not only a sign of a good book but that the ideas that the author represents through their words still ring true for both society and for me on a personal level. I connected with it in that in so many ways I am just like Charlie, socially nervous/anxious I tend to take a back seat, I sit, I watch, I understand, I am a Wallflower. I blend in because it is easier that way, it is something I am hoping to change, I am not like that for the same reason Charlie is though. The sign of a good author for me is can you relate to character traits in all of the characters that they weave into existence, and the answer is yes for this book.
XO, Miriam
P.s. I am in love with the soundtrack, especially The Smiths.
The Book Club| The Perks of Being a Wallflower
English Mademoiselle
Wednesday, April 16, 2014
The dizzying height of the buildings roof was under rated, adrenaline pours in to every vein in your body as you look down at the busy city below. You feel infinite as people go about their business and forget who they are in the rush to please others. There it is again the thought of setting them free, oh but how, some people pray for the worlds population you turn up the radio loud enough to block the world out and feel free for that moment.

Blouse - Red Herring, Vest and Skirt H&M
The gloves were made my friend mum.

My procrastination of my homework was actually productive in a way apart from the pile of homework I still have to do...
I feel like I could lose my mind...
English Mademoiselle
Sunday, December 16, 2012