as i was putting my shoes on yesterday to walk out the door for class, i checked my email one last time, since this professor has a history of cancelling her classes last minute. what do you know, there was an email sent a whopping 2 minutes before that, and yes, class was cancelled. that meant i had an extra 2.5 hours at home before i had to leave.
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i immediately knew that i would spend that time reading 'the fault in our stars', which my friend lent me over the weekend. i got my coffee ready, got comfy, and continued on. i was already 120 pages in from the day before, and i wasn't impressed, but i figured the second half had to pick up. after all, from everything i had heard, i was expecting to fall in love with the characters, shed many tears, and just all around love it.
i finished the book and was overall disappointed. i didn't cry, i didn't feel connected to the characters, i didn't even like the characters! i felt they were far too wise and witty for their ages and it was all just too much. i guess the fact that it's a teen book didn't help - it was just too simple. afterwards i saw the movie, and surprisingly, it was no better. i thought it really dragged on, it was rather boring, and again, i didn't cry.
i guess this is why i stay away from the fad books. except 'gone girl', that one is amazing.