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I keep reading John Green's books, but I never really seem to enjoy them. Half the time I don't really understand what they're talking about, and the other half I don't actually enjoy what I'm reading. Every time I start a new one, I hope it'll be better than the rest, and every time I'm disappointed.

Anyway, this one pretty much fell squarely into the category of "exactly what I expected." It wasn't bad, but it wasn't good either. Once again I couldn't relate to a single character, and I felt a bit like each of them represented one particular high school stereotype.

I repeatedly felt like I should be nearly done with the book, only to realize that I wasn't even halfway. It just sort of dragged on, and while it did get more interesting in some places, there were a lot of parts that seemed really unnecessary and boring. I don't feel like I totally wasted my time reading this, but I don't really feel like it was a good use of my time either.

I should probably just stop reading John Green books.