Yesterday, in psych class, our instructor was going over the topic of coping with stress and the steps involved, and when he used the example of coping with cancer, some girl in our class went, "Oh, like in A Walk to Remember!" and *ALL THE GIRLS IN CLASS* (myself exempted) simultaneously (and I *DO* mean simultaneously) went, Awwwww!!!!! and mumbled several variations of "that's the best movie ever."

I turned to R___ and whispered, What the hell movie is that? He grinned and said, That one with Mandy Moore in it.

These are the moments that I feel blessed not to be a stereotype of femininity.