How could I forget "The Crucible" .... Fuck that book

Really?!
That's one of the only required readings I actually *liked*-
that and A Separate Peace.

I didn't like "A Separate Peace". In an episode of the Simpsons, Lisa makes fun of that book.
Lisa: I can read at a ninth grade level. Although I hardly consider "A Separate Peace" to be at a ninth-grade level. More like fourth!
Grandma: I hate John Knowls.
Lisa: Me too.

Brave New World and A Room of One's Own. The former because it's characters and overall plot annoyed me, the latter because it was a chore to read (maybe because I had to read it over summer break, but my choice still stands).

The Great Gatsby and Grapes of Wraith, talk about dreadful books, have to read them both in the same class made me hate reading and I love reading haha.

I've always hated the local news paper for the small town I grew up. Talk about old fashioned!

I read "Farenheit 451" in high school and didn't like it at all, but I am thinking that maybe if I read it as an adult, I might enjoy it more. Sometimes just being forced to read something makes you not like it at all. Also, if you're reading a book focusing on what you think the teacher wants you to know about it, you're less likely to enjoy the story itself. Even with that being said, some books just suck.

Most of Shakespeare's works that wern't purely poetic in form were fucking rubbish. Almost all of his poetry was great, though.

This. So. Fucking. Much.

Shakespeare's plays were never meant to be read, they were meant to be WATCHED. They're much more understandable when you can see what's going on and see the emotion of the actors. It boggles my mind that classes just sit and read the plays. If Willy could see that, he'd probably be like WTF?

I agree.

Never mind that he mainly wrote Sonetts.....

Remeo and Juliet.

Fuck you. It's gay, and not the good kind.

"Ana Karenina" by Tolstoy and "Migrations" by Milos Crnjanski.

Then again, I don't think I ever loved novels as near as I do poems. I'd tend to read a same collection of poems over and over again, with an undecreasing fascination, while a novel was a challenge to go through in the first read already.