I'm Just Thinking Too Fast-- Much Too

That Was Always My Hope That That Is Exactly What I Would Do. It Was Always Part Of The Dream Of This Story - To Write The Novel And Then Direct The Movie.

After A Few Minutes, It Was Time For Me To Leave. I Don't Know Who Decides These Things. It Just Happens.

As We All Know, When You're An Athlete Things Are A Little Bit Easier For You. It Didn't Mean That What Was Going On Inside My Heart Wasn't A Bit Of A Thunderstorm, But Outwardly I Got Along Ok. I Was Really Shy In Seventh Grade.

Why Would I Care Whether Or Not He Loved Me When He Didn't Even Really Know Me?

It's Like He Would Take A Photograph Of Sam, And The Photograph Would Be Beautiful. And He Would Think That The Reason The Photograph Was Beautiful Was Because Of How He Took It. If I Took It, I Would Know That The Only Reason It's Beautiful Is Because Of Sam. I Just Think It's Bad When A Boy Looks At A Girl And Thinks That The Way He Sees The Girl Is Better Then The Girl Actually Is. And I Think It's Bad When The Most Honest Way A Boy Can Look At A Girl Is Through A Camera. It's Very Hard For Me To See Sam Feel Better About Herself Just Because A Boy Sees Her That Way.