I happened to get a chance to see American Teen tonight. It wasn’t exactly what I was expecting, but it was definitely worth the $6 and some change.
It sort of reminded me of myself in high school, only I went to a fancy all boys catholic high school, so I didn’t really know many girls, and I wasn’t fortunate enough to be in an internationally viewed documentary. But it was close.
If you haven’t seen it, there’s this completely socially awkward band nerd who was exactly me in high school, only taller, skinnier, darker hair, a little more acne, and actually had the balls to talk to girls. It took me about an hour to work up the courage to call my date for prom, only to have her make out with some other guy on the dance floor.
That was pretty rough.
I do, however, happen to have a giant crush on Hannah Bailey. If you know her, or someone who knows her, tell her to send me a friend request on myspace.
I’ll be waiting right next to my computer.
So, go see the movie. It’ll make you appreciate surviving your high school career.