Week 17: TFIOS

Good evening, readers! So earlier, I was thinking what book should I will discuss or talk about. Hmmm, first I realized that I don’t usually post Philippine literature or Philippine novel books. And it makes me feel so terrible *hehehe* the fact that I also have books written by popular Filipino writers. I’ll blog about it next week!

 I almost forgot that this book, The Fault in Our Stars, was the first book that literally made me cry! I just borrowed that book from a friend and read the last part in e-book. It’s been a week before I let myself out and forget about the tragedy between Gus and Hazel. But, of course someone will always contradict your wants and feels. Of course, my sister will always be the one who’ll do that haha.

 

The words and the concept of the story are really odd since I haven’t read books before in which the characters were both ill and became lovers at the same time. For me, the highlight of this story will be the trip to Amsterdam and the eulogy of Hazel and their friend Isaac!

“Augustus Waters was a self-aggrandizing bastard. But we forgive him. We forgive him not because he had a heart as figuratively good as his literal one sucked, or because he knew more about how to hold a cigarette than any nonsmoker in history, or because he got eighteen years when he should've gotten more."

"Seventeen," Gus corrected.

"I'm assuming you've got some time, you interrupting bastard.

"I'm telling you," Isaac continued, "Augustus Waters talked so much that he'd interrupt you at his own funeral. And he was pretentious: Sweet Jesus Christ, that kid never took a piss without pondering the abundant metaphorical resonances of human waste production. And he was vain: I do not believe I have ever met a more physically attractive person who was more acutely aware of his own physical attractiveness.

"But I will say this: When the scientists of the future show up at my house with robot eyes and they tell me to try them on, I will tell the scientists to screw off, because I do not want to see a world without him." [...]

"And then, having made my rhetorical point, I will put my robot eyes on, because I mean, with robot eyes you can probably see through girls’ shirts and stuff. Augustus, my friend, Godspeed." 

It was so hard reading a eulogy for a friend that is still alive… listening to your words subsists from his.  That part really made me cry so hard that I can’t even breathe. I’m not exaggerating haha! But, that’s the way I feel during that time. And it made me realize that books are somehow better than movies. Well, I watched TFIOS in big screen and it’s not the same in terms of the feels you’ll judge from reading and watching. I don’t know maybe that’s the way it is.