One best friend moved 500 miles away. The other... we just fell apart. I'm not sure how long I can keep Alex. School's about to start, and I'm feeling so completely alone.
I just want to cry. But that's all I've been doing all week.
I don't know how long before it's unhealthy that tears don't stop.

Reading Brave New World for AP English. I hate it. And I can back that up. It is such a depressing book. I know it's the point, but I hate the point he is making. Families no longer exist. Marriage no longer exists. There is no such thing as love. People who are different are killed or sent to islands. And everyone constantly takes soma, a drug with no side effects that gets you high for four hours per pill. Though it takes up to twenty years off of a person's life with regular use. But no one even cares about staying alive -they have been conditioned every night of their lives to think that death is heavenly, that they must act a certain way, that they must think a certain way, that they are always happy. What's worse is the main character, the protagonist, is awful. He is the one who sees differently, who wants to change things, but he is so weak and stupid and bumbly that he can't do it. And he's a dick and he's bossy and yet he won't stand up for anything at the right time. Plus he gets oddly prideful and into himself if he gets the chance to speak his mind. It's a stupid book. Even the way it is written, the diction... it's so ugly and harsh. Easy to read considering when it was written, but there is just nothing beautiful about this book.
You can't love characters that are described so realistic and crudely. You can't expect your readers to love them either. And maybe this is his point, I'm sure I'll be blown away by the time I finish this damn book. But it's so stupid.