Warning: Book Spoiler Alert, and i'm also in one of my angsty moods today.

Yes, I read Dear John by Nicholas Sparks, and you know what?
I didn't like it.

Surprise surprise, from the girl who's a sucker for romance novels.

Really though.
I didn't like the cliches in the story, not at all.
Here's a few of them:
#1. John and Savannah broke up because John was re-posted overseas and Savannah gave up waiting.
#2. Savannah married Tim. (That is SOOOO shocking.)
#3. John sold his father's coin collection so that Savannah would have enough money to send Tim to a better place for treatment, and he remained an anonymous donor.

Talk about chivalry being dead, pffft. Apparently, there was too much of it in the book!

Tim loved Savannah, but didn't show it because he knew she loved John.
Then when Savannah finally DID marry Tim, and Tim and John had some long talk in the hospital ward, John decided that he loved Savannah too much to watch her suffer over Tim's possible uncurable cancer, and so he helped her out.

John ends up being:
#1. The protagonist
#2. The guy who ends with nothing but his still imminent love for Savannah
#3. The guy who never got the girl

WHAT IS THIS!?!

And Savannah you whore! You slept with John even when you weren't married to him!!
I bet you didn't tell Tim that you were no longer a virgin!

ARGH.

Really really hated how the story panned out. It's just so frustrating.
I pity John. Really.

And i feel like the story was ruined once Nicholas Sparks decided to write about John and Savannah having sex.
LIKE REALLY, DOES IT NEED THAT?

Why is it when people write romance novels, the couples always end up having sex?
Okay, i guess it wasn't too bad because at least in Dear John, they didn't write in any detail and just used the words "made love", but really.
Can't the couple just love each other, and can't the story just progress without the sex involved?

I don't think the storyline would have changed much if he had omitted those 2 paragraphs on them making love.

I'm annoyed.

And also, i spent 4 hours reading finish that book today when i should've been re-revising my chinese stuff.

And again, i went onto the computer, entered a barrage of tweets into the computer that no one wants to read about, wrote some sort of hypocritically cynical status on facebook, and am now ranting on my blog again.

I'm so tired of this.
Shall just stick to my phone from now on.





No, i don't miss him anymore.
He can gdibbfbh.