I wanted to read this because I seem to be the only person on the planet who didn’t read it in high school, but…

Ugh! Why on earth is this a “classic”?!? By the time I hit page 15 I was already flipping ahead to see how long it was and if the incessant whining ever stopped. I forced myself to finish it because it is a “classic” but I wanted to claw my eyes out the whole time. I started thinking that maybe this is a book that only appeals to teenagers, but then I realized that even if I had read it ten years ago I still wouldn’t have related. (maybe my reaction would have been less violent, though)