Drastic, Hasty, No-Amend

An Informal Review: The Fault in Our Stars

This serves as a review (it doesn't seem like one, tho) after I have reached the last page of the book TFIOS (including the acknowledgements,etc.) And no, to hell with formatting. And mind you not to mind the curse words, I'm having fun here, humans.

(P.S. I'm writing this to remind my future self that I've read this book, and I have these insights about Mr. Green's work.)

Title: (I've stated it above, if you haven't noticed.)

Author: The Mr. Peter Van Houten of my life - Mr. John Green (What was that "I do" all about?! kiddin.)

Starting with the literary structure of The Fault (this will be how I will address the book to this post's latter part) to which I admittedly state my lack of technical knowledge about, I am glad to announce that it has played its part well to keep my interest. How John Green has disassociated himself from Hazel, making me believe that Hazel is an independent entity, how her thoughts about her disease and the world and people and all seemed real to me, and it was the story was just flashing in me, frame by frame, still. It was amazing, and I can't put it into words (was that just in me or are you really a manifestation of magic, Mr. Green?)

Reading this book took a deal of courage, I borrowed it from a friend but it really took me a while to actually read it (bc of busy sched and bc of the genre). I really am not fond of getting more depressed deliberately because life is playing that role all too well for me. But it was worth it. Not only was Mr. Peter an asshole, and Oranjee moments took me far from reality than I have expected: I can totally picture Gus and Hazel together, that night. It was spectacular, as if I was there. Thank you, mr. Green, but this book was a kind of diversion from what I read (Sci-Fis,action, etc., lol, I hate dull parts, and these genres do not, often times, exhibit dull moments.), and I liked that diversion.

If I were to compare the experience this book has left me, it would be a climb to a steep mountain, a few minutes of stay to eye the view, and a down slide, falling at a quite fast pace whilst expecting the pain upon reaching the bottom. God, I was expecting a sad ending but Amsterdam had made me quite complacent about them, and I have suspected ... (not giving you further spoilers.) , but still, I was speechless.

Fin.

Today

"I do not know which to prefer
The beauty of inflections,
Or the beauty of innuendos,
The blackbird whistling
Or just after."
~

For Starters

I passed by a photobooth for a 10th anniversary celebration or something. Of course, the crazy me was the first customer. Hell I hate taking photos and I still feel a li'l embarrassed about the whole ordeal, but I tried my best to turn this 'ordeal' into something 'surreal' and fun. Here's the proof, I'm still a bit awkward and all but I had fun.

PS. For I don't know whose sake, I've concealed the company name.




-Potatomatorpedo.

Overpowering Depression

So, from this post on, I will be recording the things I will do to overcome my self declared "Depression". I wouldn't tell you though, but I have a lot to serve as reasons why I already consider myself depressed, which isn't a good thing, and I'd be so glad if I'm just faking this.
Anyway, this whole thing was inspired by my contemporary (she's even younger than me) who listened to me, and I, without any knowledge about the things she's facing, was almost considering her life perfect (I WANTED TO PUNCH MYSELF WITH REGARDS TO THIS STUPIDITY.)
...
to be continued.

PS. I want this blog to be more personal and so, I am warning you, more personal photos would be posted, for the sake of memories.

With love,
Akane.