A few things:

1. I try not to judge people when they don't like Salinger. It's hard, because I read "Catcher in the Rye" in the midst of a great depression when I was fourteen. I read it in one afternoon, sitting on the couch in my livingroom, failed to write any of the essays I was supposed to, and shortly after that left school for awhile for reasons you might know about if you know me fairly well. So I could relate to Holden. In young adult lit. we discussed how Holden isn't necessarily representative of being a young adult, but rather he is representative of the grieving process. Holden remains relevent to my life in different ways. I understand though, if you didn't read the book at the right time or don't have similar grieving feelings or don't want to run around the city chainsmoking and drinking cocktails, then you might not like it.

But you should still read "Franny and Zooey." Franny understands me in ways Holden doesn't.

2. I just had the most boring class ever. We discussed two poems. In three hours. We didn't even discuss them indepth. Mostly the professor just talked about nothing. I was thirsty for the whole three hours. There was nothing I could do. It was like torture.

3. I want to have a talk like Holden Caulfield day, only I want to have it for the rest of my goddamn life.