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Chapters (25)
  1. Cover
  2. Dedication
  3. EVERYTHING IS AWFUL, AND OTHER EMBARRASSMENTS
  4. ON BEING AN ADULT, OR I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT I’M DOING
  5. ON THE TRAUMA OF HAVING (OR NOT HAVING) HAIR
  6. ON BEING “THE BIG GUY”
  7. RULES FOR A TOTALLY HEALTHY AND NOT-AT-ALL-MEDICALLY-CONCERNING LIFESTYLE
  8. ON MY OLD AND FRAGILE BODY, OR I FEEL BAD ABOUT MY EVERYTHING
  9. ON NEAR-DEATH EXPERIENCES, OR THAT TIME I CHOKED ON A TAQUITO
  10. A BRIEF LIST OF THINGS THAT I DON’T KNOW
  11. ON MICHIGAN
  12. ON THE TERRORS OF NATURE
  13. ON TEENAGERS AND WHY THEY’RE THE WORST
  14. ON MY FIRST 100 DAYS AS PRESIDENT OF THE UNITED STATES
  15. ON TERRIBLE FIRST JOBS
  16. ON MY TROUBLED HISTORY WITH FASHION
  17. ON BEING IN THE CLOSET, OR WHY YOU SHOULD NEVER FALL IN LOVE WITH YOUR STRAIGHT BEST FRIEND
  18. ON RELATIONSHIPS, OR TRAITS FOR MY IDEAL MAN
  19. ON THE STICKY PERILS OF HAVING A ROOMMATE
  20. ON LIVING ALONE IN NEW YORK CITY
  21. ON SELF-SUFFICIENCY
  22. ON KEEPING A CLEAN AND TIDY APARTMENT
  23. ON NOT BEING THE PEOPLE’S CHOICE
  24. acknowledgments
  25. About the Author

Of course, I’ve angered a great many people on the Internet for a number of reasons. It’s kind of impossible to exist on the Internet without angering at least 10 percent of the people who interact with you. But insults from teenage girls always seem to cut deepest.

I have a number of theories as to why this is true. Some would say society pressures girls into living up to impossible standards and turns them against one another at the earliest possible age, meaning they’re literally prepared for war at all times and are likely to lash out at whatever target happens to provoke them at any given moment, which is usually me, a pasty gay who’s writing about their favorite Jonas brother. It also doesn’t help that I show up to their concerts and stand in front of them and scream louder than they do, but I can’t help that my hormones are just as aggressive as theirs. But the theory that seems most true is the simplest: teenagers are assholes.

So let’s talk about teenage assholes. Not like, literal teenage assholes. If the FBI is reading this, please don’t arrest me for typing “teenage assholes.” It’s not what you think. I’m talking about teenage assholes, like teenagers who are assholes. Not teenagers who have assholes. Although probably every teenager has an asshole, so I guess we’re talking about teenagers who do technically have assholes, but we’re not talking about their literal assholes, we’re talking about how they are assholes. I’m glad we cleared that up. Anyway, let’s talk about teenage assholes.

I was a teenage asshole. And not just any teenage asshole, but the worst kind of teenage asshole: the self-righteous, nerdy teenage asshole. Yes, nerds can be assholes, too, and sometimes, they’re even worse assholes than the other types of assholes, because they grow up thinking that the world owes them something for making them a nerd. I would’ve saved myself a lot of trouble if I could have gone back and told this to my child self. I would’ve taken that scruffy ginger nerd by the collar and shook him till his glasses fell off. It’s what he deserved. But alas, I became the asshole I would so despise.