I just spent a good portion of my reading life reading 300 pages that led up to....nothing. In life, most of the time there is no life changing revelation or moment of realization that life is short and that you should change and do something to make your life more meaningful. And I understand this book is trying to portray that fact. Sometimes death doesn't change who we are and the way we look at things.

But I promised I'd be honest in my reviews. Never brutally rude, because I understand how much effort is put into writing a book. But I do need to be honest.

I didn't like this book. I didn't care for Greg. I've been a high school student that wanted nothing more than to blend in and attract as little attention as possible, but Greg takes this idea to a whole new level. A lot of reviews I've read have people saying how funny they thought this book was. I really didn't find much humor woven in. I cracked a few smiles but nothing that made me burst out laughing.

I liked Earl and Rachel. I thought they were realistic, and relatable on a lot of levels for a lot of people. Greg though....I've never met anyone quite like him. And he just seemed so removed from the world and obsessed with not drawing attention to himself, I couldn't help but question what kind of character he was.

I was waiting for a switch. Something meaningful about this book I could grab onto and say "Yea, most of the book was a waste, but at least this character learned something about himself or grew as a person or something." I'm really disappointed to say that this book had none of those things (at least from my perspective.) Greg didn't learn anything. He didn't grow as a person, and he was still the same immature, slightly off senior he was at the end of the book as he was when he started writing it at the beginning of senior year.

I guess I just like things that have a point. This had no point. But I guess that was the point.