Yes, that is the title of the selection I am now reading. Believe it! The back cover states that the author writes like an adult Judy Blume. I agree. Chelsea Handler is writes a personal narrative which begins in her third grade year and hops through to age 30 something. Her anecdotes are "laugh out loud" funny, but her language choices degrade intelligent women everywhere.
I suggest that if you want a quick read that is a humorous, yet trashy, outlook on one person's life, then this is a book for you. If not, then check out John Steinbeck.