***“And in that moment, I swear we were infinite.” Just thought we’d get the cliches out of the way first. Actually, I’m lying – this review is probably going to be full of cheesy cliches. Am I the only person (still technically a teenager) in the world who does not ‘get’ this book? Please tell me I’m not the only person in the world who had a fun time in high school and was actually really happy with my parents and my friends? That brings me to my main problem with this book: I just don’t get it. I don’t really get teen angst in general to be honest and that is just because my experiences never correlated with that. However, in saying that I have to admit that the part which I did have tears in my eyes was during the graduation. This probably wasn’t the intended spot for people to start crying in, but nonetheless that is what I managed to do. It’s probably only because those feelings of graduating and moving out of home are still quite raw to me, but that is what resonated with me most at this time in my life. I guess that is what makes this is a classic for so many people, there is something that most people can relate to at one point or another in here. Overall, I felt that Charlie was a rather forgettable character. For me, his letters seem to channel the stories of the people around him, rather than his story. Wait…was that the point? Did I miss the point and then criticise it? Honestly this book confused the hell out of me at times. This was cruising along at two stars until page 68 which was the point at which I fell in love with Chbosky. I am awarding a whole extra star for this present alone. At this point Charlie presents Sam with a present. A present which I dream of receiving from my future soulmate. A present which just happens to be associated with my favourite Beatles song (and believe me this title is not bestowed lightly). If I had to pick just one Beatles song that would be it. Of all the songs Chbosky could have chosen, he happened to pick that song – clearly we would be perfect for each other. Alright, I’m kidding, but seriously when I do get engaged sometime in the distant future the first thing Mr Right will be reading is this book. Hopefully he’ll get the hint. I loved the Fleetwood Mac, Nick Drake and Beatles references – I’m not the biggest fan of The Smiths, so all those references were completely lost on me. I think, though, that the song which best sums up how I felt about this book is by Procol Harum. A Whiter Shade of Pale is kind of confusing, yet beautiful, but not one of my all time favourites…like this book. Funnily enough, it also rates a mention on Charlie’s famous mix tapes. I am also going to include some Cat Stevens because singing along to him on a drive makes me feel infinite*. Anyway, Charlie, I think you need some cheering up so I just need you to know The First Cut Is The Deepest. Please try to love again. So, to sum up, I am going to quote the novel: “The thing is, I didn’t know what it said even if it said it very well.” And, because cliches are fun: “We accept the love we think we deserve.” *Don’t say I didn’t warn you about the cheesy cliches.