So I watched the season finale of Glee and Jesus Christ, it had me ballin' and really nasty snot like. The song To Sir With Love was featured in this weeks episode. It was brilliant. I hate crying, but for this show I give it an exception. Because, really? Who wasn't a misfit kid with that one teacher that stood up for you? I was. I don't think about it much so more but back then, sure.
You know what else? I studied the novel and film this summer in my awesome Swinging London class in the least few months of my life. So moving.