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The memory of seeing my first movie alone hasn’t faded with time at all. I wanted to prove to myself that I could do things alone--that I didn’t constantly need to be surrounded by friends and family to make myself happy. At 20, I wasn’t brave enough to eat alone, but I felt ready to go to the movies alone. I was nervous and self conscious as I walked into the theater and found a seat, but as soon as the lights went down and Thank You For Smoking began, my apprehension faded away, my mind went blank, and I got lost in a world different from my own.
I have loved going to the movies since I was a little girl. To me the movies are a magical world where the imaginations and daydreams of people become real. Since I am an avid daydreamer and someone who loves using my imagination, these magical worlds appeal to me. I love experiencing movies with my friends and family, but there is something special to me about going by myself from time to time. It’s what I do when I want some time to myself and when I want to forget the real world for a couple of hours.
I know that my love of movies will make living in LA, the land of movies, even more special. Maybe I will even get to be in a couple of movies while I am here...stay tuned for that adventure!