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Tuesday, 13 May 2014

Papertowns Review

Okay, so here's another one by Green, John Green. (Just sidetracking, but I've learnt that in the world there are two kinds of people: Greenies or Levithans/ Tolkiens or Rowlings/ Lewis or Carolls. Ha, the last one's quite funny.) Anyways, yeah, I just finished Paper towns.


It's basically another typical Green story of surrounding an isolated boy and a strange strange girl, with the boy's best buds and some heck of a problem.

This time, the weird-ass boy is typical Q, or Quentin Jacobsen in full: A goody-two-shoes with psychiatric parents. The crazy girl is Margo Roth Spiegelman (however you even pronounce her last name). A popular girl in school who's quite an enigma and quite a bother especially when she's running away from home.

After an all-night run around trip with Q, the smart-ass abandoned builder locater Margo disappears, leaving clues for Q to follow because she only realises that night that she likes Q. And so comes this big adventure across the freaking state of America, including missing their graduation night because of the woman.


And the ending was more or less shitty, but not in the "WHAT IT JUST ENDED LIKE THAT? I NEED MORE!" kind of way but really just the "Man. That was a... FUDGING WASTE OF TIME!" kind of way.

I ran away from home yesterday. Ha, yeah. Though not under the influence of the book (which my mom believes it to be). Well, last Friday, my mom finally met the counsellor and she was supposed to come home and have some talk with me. Of which, seemed more like an interrogation.

I really felt... traumatised after that interrogation and so I felt I needed space. A lot of space. I felt judged. (Haha, insert Silver Lining's Playbook quote: "I opened up to you and you judged me!") But seriously, she was focusing much more on WHY I'm crazy and not "how can I help you?" or "what is this thing she told me bout?". It was just creepy.

And so, I ran on Monday. Mom almost called the police. She called the school, the school called me, I called the counsellor, the counsellor called my mom. One big round anyway. I'm going back on Thursday.

Hope shit is fine by then.

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