You've Reached Sam

I remember what it feels like to be young. I remember what it feels like to be a teenager, to be exact. Every single emotion felt like it was magnified, like my heart and my mind could not contain it. It felt like everything was too much. Like the whole universe was plotting against me.

Why me?

I tried hard to emphatize with Julie. I really did. Her boyfriend died, after all. The love of her young life is lost. I should feel her sadness, her grief, her disappontment, her loss. But I could not find it in myself to feel for Julie. The words are just mere... words. Nothing more, nothing less.

I don't exactly know why I should view the world from Julie's eyes. She's a bit too selfish, self-centered and very, for lack of word, colorless. She is the most boring main character I've ever stumbled upon. She's supposed to be a writer, but she is so lacking in personality it hurts my head.

This book is just not for me, I guess. I'm sure many could identify with the story, but not me. I just don't feel it.