Foster Dade Explores the Cosmos

Rich kid boarding schools of the late aughts means facebook stalking, vodka in vitamin bottles, mean girls, bisexual insecurities, secret blogspot diaries, the pleasures of English lit, spending way too much time worrying, drowning out worries with various drugs, kissing the right girl, but at the wrong moment, getting bullied, causing a huge scandal, expulsions, death.

Love me a good boarding school novel, so I enjoyed this. But the narrative level above the actual story - the journalist's voice - really took me out of the story, because of its borderline pretentious tone (you had to slow down your reading every time to adjust to grasp all the pompous sentences), and because it made you question what's real and what's made up.

Lock your doors, lock your blogs, don't do drugs, kids!