Me and Earl and the Dying Girl by Jesse Andrews
The title reminds me of me and you and a dog named poo and what happens next is can’t stop to sing this out. I guess it is not odd to behave this way, though.
This book is transferred to a movie. Both the living boys and the dead girl are brave and trying hard. It’s sad to know the girl died anyway and so soon. Yet people grow up through horrible things, don’t we. I do like this “wired little book”. It reassures that life is worth living even when you feel like shit.