Book thirty-two: The Fault in Our Stars by John Green

I really enjoyed this book. I mean, as much as one can enjoy a book about a terminally ill cancer kid. It is, at times, spectacularly depressing but it is also heartfelt and endearing. And I had to read it quickly since I plan on catching the movie adaptation tomorrow night with a friend.

32 down plus 20 to go. (Looks like I might make it this year!)