So, let’s start by informing you that I am a woman who cannot make up her mind and that I have changed my monologue piece yet again. Not only that, but I’m back to choosing between three, this time all from the same book.
Cliche as it might sound, I liked Perks of Being a Wallflower before it was massively cool. Now, I know it’s actually been around for quite a bit more time than I had initially imagined when I read it (I thought it was a new release when I cried over it for the very first time in 2007), but I still beat possibly millions of hopeless fangirls to the punch, so take that, internet!
Anyway, this is one of those few books that I would read many, many times and that has only succeeded in making more sense as the years have gone by. After all, the first time I read it, I had just hit my teenage years, and now it means so much more to me than a story about suicidal thoughts and molestation.
Because it’s not really either of those things. It’s really a journey in the mind of someone who doesn’t necessarily know what’s wrong with them, only that is something wrong with them. It’s also a very well-written vision into the teenage psyche, along with being enlightening and educational on a variety of subjects.
Enough about the book, though that’s kind of what we were initially here to talk about. I have selected three really good monologues from the book and am having trouble deciding which one to use. They all run about five minutes, which will work excellently when I add all of my dramatic gesture stuff.
One of them is kind of an intro in why Charlie, the main character, is writing letters to a stranger. The second one details Charlie’s first kiss, in which the girl who kisses him states: I want your first kiss to be from somebody who loves you.
The third one is the scene where the same girl leaves for college and around the same time Charlie remembers/realizes the messed up shit that happened in his childhood and kind of has a breakdown. They’re all good, I just have to choose which one is best.
I’m running on so little sleep, though, and I feel really behind in my classes. We’re halfway through February and I don’t have my shit together the way I wanted to. I’m also experiencing some frustration with weekend plans as I RSVP’d ‘NO’ to the Forensics meet but my coach paid the registration fee anyway and is trying to force me into going.
Which is total bullshit and it makes me want to cry. Anyway, it’s time for a quick nap and then a million other things that I have to do. There’s your personal insight into the life of Telea. I hope you’re satisfied. Ha.