Teen Angst? Naaah...: A Quasi-Autobiography

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The events in these stories are real. Some names have been changes so I don’t get yelled at.” —Ned Vizzini
 
Ned Vizzini writes about the weird, funny, and sometimes mortifying moments that made up his teen years. With wit, irony, and honesty, Teen Angst? Naaah . . .  invites you into Ned’s world of school, parents, cool (and almost cool), street people, rock bands, friends, fame, camp, sex (sort ...

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Overview

The events in these stories are real. Some names have been changes so I don’t get yelled at.” —Ned Vizzini
 
Ned Vizzini writes about the weird, funny, and sometimes mortifying moments that made up his teen years. With wit, irony, and honesty, Teen Angst? Naaah . . .  invites you into Ned’s world of school, parents, cool (and almost cool), street people, rock bands, friends, fame, camp, sex (sort of), Cancún (almost), prom, beer, video games, and more.

A collection of essays written by the author from age fifteen to seventeen in which he shares impressions of school, sports, cool people, boring people, friends, family, money, music, and obsessions.

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Teens who have trouble gaining perspective on those eventful junior high and high school years can take solace in the witty and down-to-earth observations of Ned Vizzini's "quasi-autobiography." Reflecting on his time as a New York City student possessing creative flair and a taste for memorable anecdotes, this talented writer relates his experiences with Nintendo playing, high school cliques, buying beer, sexual opportunities, jobs, and parents. Just some of the memorable incidents include his time as an audience member of The View and his attempt to pull off a secret trip to Cancún with schoolmates, and Vizzini handles it all with teenage finesse mixed with honest urban style. Teen Angst? Naaah... is a hilarious look at getting older, and with extra side notes throughout as well as an index, this writer takes the mishmash of teenage adventures and makes them a wise guide to staying cool.
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Breezy, funny, and genuine
Publishers Weekly
Of this autobiographical account of coming of age as a teenager in New York City, PW said, "Readers will likely laugh at 19-year-old Vizzini's awkward antics. He shows a real talent for self-deprecating humor." Ages 12-up. (Aug.) Copyright 2002 Cahners Business Information.
Publishers Weekly - Publisher's Weekly
In his first book, 19-year-old Vizzini recounts his comical and intelligent, if not particularly penetrating experiences as a teenager coming of age in New York City. The first section covers highlights from junior high school, followed by one section each for his four years at Stuyvesant High School. Each showcases such universal and humiliating hurdles as vacationing with parents and preparing for the prom. Readers get a real sense of Vizzini through his stories (one especially insightful chapter describes his painstaking preparations for the high school admissions test) and some clever marginalia (e.g., "I'm skinny now, but over 50 percent of American men end up overweight, so I'll probably be fat later on"). He's gifted but gawky, adventurous yet filled with anxiety. Most of all, he shows a real talent for self-deprecating humor ("Being a cheap and petty person, I was shocked at how expensive the modern prom is"). However, some essays that could have meaning for many readers fall short on the follow-through: for example, the author talks about filling out a college application, but never discusses how he made his final decision about where to attend. Chapters about buying a Nintendo system or attempting to produce a video for cable access television are entertaining, but don't pack much punch. Readers will likely laugh at Vizzini's awkward antics, but may not find them particularly memorable. Ages 13-up. (Aug.) Copyright 2000 Cahners Business Information.
KLIATT
This delightful set of short essays was written by a New York City student between the ages of 15 and 18; many of the pieces were previously published in New York Press and The New York Times Magazine. Ned writes about his experiences in junior high and high school with self-deprecating humor, telling of his eighth-grade rock band, Wormwhole ("we had no vocalist...our lyrics were telepathic"), his obsessions with Nintendo and Magic cards, his drive to get into competitive Stuyvesant High School, a race he ran in the rain—in sandals—to impress a girl, tentative experiments with marijuana and alcohol, his fear of dancing, his first girlfriend, playing dominos on the street in the Village, a summer job as a house painter, and much more. It's fun spending time with Ned; both my thirteen-year-old daughter and my sixteen-year-old son read this and recommended it warmly to me. As the title indicates, Ned has an upbeat attitude and he approaches the world with a refreshing openness (but material here is at most PG-13, not R-rated, in case librarians need to know). Vizzini has a way with words; students struggling to write essays could learn a lot from reading his. B/w illustrations by Chris Schons break up the text. KLIATT Codes: JS*—Exceptional book, recommended for junior and senior high school students. 2000, Free Spirit, 234p, illus, index, 20cm, 00-037131, $12.95. Ages 13 to 18. Reviewer: Paula Rohrlick; November 2000 (Vol. 34 No. 6)
VOYA
Nineteen-year-old Vizzini, likeable spokesperson for the teenagers who do not make headlines, has written a series of charming essays that are laced with delightful moments of "ah HA" humor, covering his junior high and high school experiences. His pieces, which have been published in The New York Times Magazine and The New York Press since he was fifteen, are self-deprecating peeks into the bumbling harmless adventures that defined his adolescence. Vizzini is "this close" to sneaking off to Cancun for several days on his senior trip when he realizes that he is committed to portraying Jesus in his church play, which opens the same evening as takeoff. Vizzini unsuccessfully pitches his homemade video that features young girls being munched by really big, really mad turtles to his local community access television station. Vizzini's descriptions of his peers are smart, precise, and often hilarious. Frequent asides appear in the margins to clarify, elaborate, or reassure—no animals were harmed in the filming of Attack of the Killer Turtle. Readers can only hope that once Vizzini—who has postponed college while in search of the ever-elusive get-rich-quick-on-the-Internet fortune—has the cyber start-up itch out of his system, he will go back to writing. VOYA CODES: 4Q 4P J S (Better than most, marred only by occasional lapses; Broad general YA appeal; Junior High, defined as grades 7 to 9; Senior High, defined as grades 10 to 12). 2000, Free Spirit, 208p, $12.95 Trade pb. Ages 13 to 18. Reviewer: Beth Anderson

SOURCE: VOYA, October 2000 (Vol. 23, No. 4)

School Library Journal
Gr 8 Up-The author, who is described as being a little on the geeky side and not too suave with girls, recorded his high school experiences between the ages of 15 and 18. These essays, originally published in the New York Press and New York Times Magazine, now appear in this compilation. Vignettes do not necessarily lend themselves to a straightforward plot, so the fiercely intelligent and introspective Vizzini concentrates on style rather than action. His wonderfully sardonic voice, like Daniel Pinkwater's in The Education of Robert Nifkin (Farrar, 1998), suggests a wisdom beyond his years. "The teen world is full of second prizes. Nobody wants to hurt our self-esteem." His timely scenarios include a Nintendo obsession, Magic cards, a visit to ABC's The View, and singular incidents with marijuana and alcohol. Echoing The Wonder Years, Vizzini's adult self comments on his high school self by way of sidebars, which sometimes include Web addresses for more information. He comments on his lame attempt to sleep with his girlfriend during his senior year, "I felt so bad about being high-pressure that I became no-pressure, never discussing it, never bringing it up." Black-and-white cartoons interspersed throughout the text give the book a "zine" feel. This surefire title is bright, insightful, and thoroughly charming.-Laura Glaser, Euless Junior High School, TX Copyright 2000 Cahners Business Information.
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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9780385739450
  • Publisher: Random House Children's Books
  • Publication date: 9/14/2010
  • Pages: 272
  • Sales rank: 62,274
  • Age range: 12 - 17 Years
  • Product dimensions: 5.34 (w) x 7.99 (h) x 0.66 (d)

Meet the Author

Ned Vizzini is the author of the award-winning young adult books It’s Kind of a Funny Story, which was made into a motion picture; Be More Chill; and, of course, Teen Angst? Naaah . . . . 
 

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Junior High

Nintendo Saved Me

Yesterday, on a strange, sudden urge, I hooked up my old Nintendo.* Not the Super NES. The original, spawn-of-the-eighties, from-Japan-with-love, eight-bit Nintendo Entertainment System. It had been lying in a closet for years and was dusty and tough to get working. But when I plugged it in and hit that power button, I was back to being nine years old on the day we bought it.

We went on a Saturday morning after Christmas—my parents always waited for the January sales. Around 8:00 a.m., Dad loaded my six-year-old brother Daniel and me into our van. Our family never had a car, always a van, with two backseats so Daniel and I could space out and not kill each other.

Dad was convinced that Nintendos would be cheaper in New Jersey. He thought everything was cheaper and better in New Jersey, probably because he was born there, in Trenton, which he called "God's Country." We drove to Child World, one of those industrial-sized Toys 'R' Us look-alikes—silent and frigid as a hospital. We headed to the electronics aisle, pulled a Nintendo off the shelf, paid the pimply cashier one hundred dollars (exactly what we would have paid in Manhattan), and drove back to Brooklyn.**

We triumphantly stomped through the front door, shaking snow off our boots. Mom was in the kitchen having breakfast with my sister, Nora. Nora was almost three. She sat on Mom's lap, drank juice from a cup, and scribbled all over The New York Times while Mom did the crossword puzzle. Mom loves the Times crossword puzzles, especially the ones on Saturday, which are always hardest.*** Whenever she finishes one, she writes, "100% Yea Mom" in the margins. It's her thing.

"Daddy's home!" Nora said, jumping out of Mom's lap and hugging Dad's legs. "What is it?" she asked, eagerly looking at the Nintendo box. I held it over my head so she couldn't touch it.

"Jim?" Mom asked from the kitchen, not looking up from her crossword. "You might know this. Ah, Russian river . . ."

"Ob? Volga?"

"Volga looks good." Mom penciled in the word. (Later on, when she got even better at crosswords, she'd do them in pen.) "It might not be right, though . . . we'll see. Nora, come back here and finish your juice!"

But now Nora was intrigued. She wanted to know what was in that shiny box. I carried the Nintendo to the living room, sat on the floor, and ravenously tore off all the packaging. Daniel helped. Nora tried to help, but we pushed her away, so she sat on the couch with her stuffed animals.****

Even before she was two, my sister had invented an entire universe of stuffed animals. There were dozens—penguins, dolphins, rabbits—and they all had names that ended in ee: Pinky, Yellowy, Mazie, Popsy. They sat on the couch in silent witness as Dad came in, took off his shoes, and announced that he would now assemble the Nintendo.

This required his full concentration, so he told Daniel and me to go play. Hopeful and extremely obedient, for once, we sat on the couch with Nora as Dad connected wires. Within ten minutes, he had the thing working. Dad was a wizard back then.

"I got first game!" Daniel and I yelled simultaneously. I got it, of course. I was the oldest, and the oldest brothers get everything—that's why we're racked with guilt. For half an hour, Daniel watched, and then he started crying, which prompted a visit from Mom.

"What's this machine for? To make you cry?!"

"No, Mom," I moaned.

Daniel shrieked, "Mom, Ned won't let me play! He won't even let me have one game!"

"My goodness, Jim, how could you buy this? It's like having another TV!" Mom threw up her hands.

"Well, Emma," Dad said from his chair, "it keeps them quiet. They'll sit and gape at it all day."

Now Daniel was playing. That made me mad. I grabbed the controller; he grabbed it back. I hit him and accidentally toppled the Nintendo. It slid behind the TV.

"Aaa! Dad! Get it out! Get it out!" I screamed. "What if it's broken?" I sobbed.

Dad pulled out the Nintendo and hit the switch. It worked.

"Don't ever do that again," I told Daniel.

"Don't you ever tell your brother what to do!" Mom roared from the kitchen.

Nora scampered off the couch. "My stuffed animals don't like fighting, and they're having a tea party!" She picked up Pinky, Whitey, Posey, and whoever and ran to her room.

"Okay, shhh," Dad said to me, putting his hand on my shoulder. "Let's not fight over the Nintendo. We don't need to make Mom mad, and we don't need to scare Nora, do we? Go on, just gape at that screen and be happy."

So I did. For the next five years.

*I had to do that whole Nintendo player's ritual: I blew in the machine until I hyperventilated. I snapped in the game cartridges. I even cleaned the games with Q-tips and alcohol. It took an hour to finish the job.

**I lived in an apartment building in Brooklyn from ages seven to eighteen. It was a nice place, but in those eleven years, our family demolished everything: the walls had holes, the beds fell apart, and an electric pencil sharpener in the kitchen somehow became controlled by a dimmer switch in the hall.

***Early in the week, the Times crossword puzzles are easy, probably because the editors figure that no one wants to strain themselves on a Monday morning. By Saturday, however, those things are brutal. I can't do one-twentieth of one.

****As she got older, Nora became extremely protective of her stuffed animals. If you sat on one, she'd make you go to "jail," which meant you had to stand in a corner while she counted to thirty.

I first witnessed a Nintendo upstairs at my neighbor Todd's apartment. Todd, a Cool Kid, was a couple of years older than me. He always got the good toys first. I was instantly awestruck by his Nintendo; like television, it had the power to make you happy. Todd could plunk down in front of it anytime, play for a few hours, and be giddy when he stopped. He told me, "Nintendo's even better than TV, 'cause you can win."

Todd was right. Nobody wins at television. If you waste your life watching it, you'll end up on a nursing home couch, glued to a talk show, wondering, "What's it all worth?" But if you waste your life playing video games, you can stand up at the end and yell, "Yes! 500,000 points in Tetris!"* Video games give you purpose.

And I was a smart, purposeful kid. When adults asked me what I wanted to be when I grew up, I said, "A cartographer or a civil engineer." Those professions were specific enough to sound smart but vague enough to conceal my real career goal: playing video games.

From ages nine to fourteen, Nintendo was my sole ambition, my prime motivation, and my best friend. I adopted a grueling schedule:

7:30—Wake up and sneak in a game before school.

8:15-3:00—Trudge through school, mumbling, "Boring, boring, boring" while walking the halls.**

3:20—Run home, place my bony butt on the living room floor, and indulge for a few hours.

6:30—Mom gets home. Do my homework, rewarding each finished assignment with a few games.

9:30—Climb into bed and discuss game strategy with Daniel. Fall asleep.

*Invented by Alexey Pajitnov, Tetris remains the best-loved video game of all time. It's a puzzle game; you arrange falling blocks to score points. Dad loves it as much as Mom loves crosswords. There's actually a whole interesting story behind the game, involving a licensing rip-off and the Soviet government. To learn more, check out: http:atarihq.com/tsr/special/tetrishist.html.

**I was bored with school from third grade on. What I heard in class was just too far behind what Dad taught me in our one-on-one tutoring sessions. He used to sit me down at the dining room table every evening: "Tonight, son, we're going to learn about atoms. . . ."

I even dreamed Nintendo. Sometimes I was Mega Man, clad in a blue jumpsuit, with a spherical helmet and a gun for a right arm. Other times, I was in Final Fantasy, the video role-playing game, slaying and getting slain by ogres. I was never Mario: Rebecca, the prettiest girl in my class, had told me that Mario was "stubby," and I learned early on that this was a bad thing.

Mario, of course, was the short, fat Italian guy who starred in countless Nintendo games. His mission was always to save The Princess, a blond girl with a pink dress and large breasts. She looked kind of like Rebecca. In fourth grade, I picked The Princess as "the girl I would go on a date with if I absolutely had to 'cause everyone else in the world was dead." I spent hundreds of hours saving The Princess. All that time, head aching, palms sweating, butt falling asleep—I'm a little ashamed of it now.

But only a little. You see, childhood sucks. I'm young enough to remember that. Starting in first grade, there's pressure from all sides: to be smart, to make friends, to get teachers to like you. Kids develop different ways of coping with that pressure. Some find solace in books. Some play-act or play large and expensive musical instruments.* Others draw, or sing, or do math. Some watch TV or sit and stare. I coped with childhood by playing Nintendo.

Now, it's been a few years since I've curled up with a jumbo toy catalog and drooled over the video games. When Nintendo 64 (the big next-generation system) was released, I didn't even care. Still, I have this future scene all worked out: me, age forty-plus, fat,** and balding, waiting at a bus stop or some other nondescript place. I start daydreaming and humming, and soon I'm whistling the theme to Super Mario Brothers. And the guy next to me, a lanky guy with a beard—he whistles, too.

*I played saxophone for three years, until I left the thing on the subway. I played piano for a year, until I realized I hated it. I've played bass guitar for nine years—and counting—because it looks cool.

**I'm skinny now, but over 50 percent of American men end up overweight, so I'll probably be fat later on.

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Table of Contents

Introduction 1
Junior High 5
Nintendo Saved Me 6
The Test 14
Highway to Hell 21
Are We Alternative Now? 29
Freshman Year 35
Stuy High 36
Fifteen Minutes 45
Parental Approval 49
Horrible Mention 56
Moxy Music 62
Postmark: Blancheville 67
Sophomore Year 75
Cable Access Says No 76
Roll with It 83
Here Comes Trouble 87
No Big Deal 92
Back Car 96
Let's Buy Beer 100
Marathon Macho 109
Junior Year 117
Magic Moments 118
Goofy Foot Forward 123
Everybody Loves a Wheelchair 131
The View 138
Good-bye, Old Painter 150
Getting Sloppy with Poppy 160
MetroCarded 166
Senior Year 171
Forced March 172
Fun in the Sun 183
Interlude 199
Prom, Prom, Promises 202
Hooters 220
Index 228
About the Author 232
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  • Posted December 5, 2010

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    Teen Angst? Naaah...

    This was ultimately a beautiful quasi-autobiography novel by the amazing Ned Vizzini. I have been a big fan of his novels for a while but Teen Angst gives the readers more insight on his life and shows how great of a guy and a writer Ned Vizzini really is. I found this book interesting and hilarious but conclusively outstanding. This is highly recommended. And I hope to read many future novels of his at that. =)

    5 out of 5 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted May 25, 2006

    Short book, long laughs.

    Getting inside some teen minds, can be cliche or overrated. Ned Vizzini adds humorous and emotional twists to the mind of his old school years. Kids can relate to his real life experiences and get sucked into his life. It's a quick read, but when you're done you feel as though you know him or know somebody like him.

    4 out of 4 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted March 30, 2012

    Ffhfgfft

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    3 out of 13 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted August 18, 2002

    What a remarkable writer...

    I just got the book yesterday, and I had also finished it yesterday. Ned has a remarkable talent. I don't know adults who could write this well. The book was truly a joy to read. It shared touched someone of my inner thoughts as a teen, it is comforting to know that other kids do share the same thoughts as I do. Ned also approached them in such a manner that it was hilarious. I would recommend this book to anyone.

    3 out of 3 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted December 26, 2004

    AWESOME BOOK

    Im a teenage girl and i loved this book, it was hilarious!

    2 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted June 1, 2003

    Wow! its an autobiography!

    i can't believe it's an autobiography... it's so... INTERESTING. its funny at some points and u can relate to it so well...

    2 out of 4 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted March 17, 2013

    Nlt a good book

    Borinng book.

    1 out of 4 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted March 10, 2013

    Leo

    *jumps* YES MAAM!!!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted April 28, 2005

    Teen Crap? ...Naaah!

    Teen Angst is a funny and heartwarming book. Ned makes you think and makes you laugh at the same time. He's good!

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted December 30, 2013

    I love this book. Ned Vizzini will always be my favourite author

    I love this book. Ned Vizzini will always be my favourite author, it's sad to know that he's no longer with us. This world lost a good soul. But his books will last forever.

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    Posted March 17, 2013

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  • Anonymous

    Posted March 4, 2013

    Ned vizzini= worlds best writer

    This book is inmy top five surrounded by neds other books! Continue doing the the great work Ned!

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  • Posted November 26, 2012

    One of my top 5 favorite books!

    One of my top 5 favorite books!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted July 15, 2012

    Great read

    Really enjoyed this book

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  • Posted January 20, 2012

    Teen Angst? Naaah...

    Very entertaining. Readers can easily relate to Ned's adventures throughout Junior High and Stuyvesant High School. Overall, it was a fun book to read.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted July 27, 2008

    AWESOME!

    I read this book a few weeks ago and I couldn't put it down. It is written in a really cool way. Definitley worth reading!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted July 12, 2008

    hated it

    I found the 'novel' hard to read through, and it rarely varied its vocabulary...also it lacked a purpose.

    0 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted May 20, 2004

    Easy Read - Funny, Funny, Funny

    The author does a great job at keeping the readers attention. I would definitely recommend this book. It's funny!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted July 6, 2003

    teen angst? naaah. good book? yeaaah.

    This book is a quick, albeit great read. [I bought it yesterday and I'll probably finish it tonight.] I go to Stuyvesant, the high school the author went to and writes about. Its really interesting to read about how little has changed in six years and its also very easy to relate to. This is one of those laugh out loud [literally!] kind of books that everyone and anyone would enjoy.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted July 22, 2003

    This is guy is majorly talented

    This book is hilarious, very well written. My favorite chapters were the ones on taking your girlfriend to the prom and the one about camp. Ned has a good website (nedvizzini.com) that has pics of him, more writing and other fun stuff.

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