Outgrowing John Green

I started reading John Green out of boredom and intrigue. It was during college, when my classmate brought his “Fault in our Stars” copy out and everyone was trying to get dibs on borrowing (it’s a Journalism class, so almost everyone was bookish). It was one of those days where you go to school just to be present but your mind drifts away some place else. I used to smoke back then, and cigarette breaks usually lasted for a whole period and extended until the next. But I’ve already reached the limit with absences, so instead, I decided to jump in the fandom and set a challenge for myself: to read the book in class for four straight hours.

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