Girls are weird, and I don't mean that offensively. I just can't put it any other way.

Movies, by nature, are not subjective, they're objective.

The gift from my Secret Santa wasn't anything special. That makes me sad. I bet you anything that Mary Elizabeth is my Secret Santa because only she would give me socks.

Calls her beautiful, but she cannot hear.

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.

I just hope I remember to tell my kids that they are as happy as I look in my old photographs. And I hope that they believe me.

More like the movie where the guy meets a smart girl who wears a lot of sweaters and drinks cocoa. They talk about books and issues and kiss in the rain.