-- Going to a midnight show of A Clockwork Orange and coming out of the theater to discover a world blanketed in snow (this story reminds me that we've had a thread like this before), in Texas, in November. A snowball fight ensued.
-- The Sixth Sense, cause it was with a girl I really really liked and it just ended up being a really good memory.
Scary, two of mine are almost identical to these.
Seeing Fellowship of the Ring with my crush was incredible, and every time I watch it I just get hit by this wave of nostalgia, putting me back in that theater (Row 4, seat 9, on the balcony).
Then a year later, seeing Two Towers, and sadly beeing very underwhelmed (this time without my crush). Thing is, it's December 18th, and it hasn't been snowing all year. It's Christmas for Christ sake! I've never had a snowless Christmas in my life! My God, rarely have I been happier than when I discovered that snowy blanket covering the streets. In fact, my neighbour whom I walked home with, must've though I was nuts, as I semi-somersaulted on the street, and started making an angel in the snow where I lay, proclaiming my love for all things Christmas.
The Special Edition of The Empire Strikes Back is also forever burned in me, as I saw it alone at eleven. The showing was late, so the manager wasn't sure if he'd let me in, then he saw I was on the verge of crying, and let me in. Walking home alone from the theater that night, is one memory that'll forever, forever
stay where it is. That day I noticed the beauty in the small things.