That feeling of being infinite is one of the amazing things
about being a teenager and also the most frustrating thing about dealing with
teenagers. I look back on my high school days with fond memories even as I recall
that there was a fair amount of trepidation going to school on the first day of
freshman year. But through four years of making new friends, drifting apart from
old ones, growing up and slowly becoming the person I am today, I don’t have
much recollection of ever feeling like it was going to end. Now I look back and
wish I’d taken it slower, for those four years are, in fact, finite. These
feelings and many more are captured eloquently in Stephen Chbosky’s film
version of his own novel The Perks of
Being a Wallflower.
