The appropriately titled Getting Into Yale chronicles overachieving high-schooler Josh Berezin's almost year-long quest to get accepted into the college of his dreams. In it, Berezin writes not only of his infatuation with Yale, but of his numerous other interests, which include such fascinating subjects as wrestling, football, community service, and why girls are just so darn perplexing. What's perplexing about Getting Into Yale is why any publisher thought Berezin's high-school journal was worth publishing. It's conceivable that a high-school senior's journal of his attempts to get into college might be worth reading if the senior were interesting in some way—if he were a midget, or a coal miner, or an illiterate migrant worker—but Berezin is a boring, ordinary young man. And while he tries to present his attempts to get into Yale as the tale of a plucky underdog striving hard against unbelievable odds, he's exactly the sort of grim overachiever who you'd think would get accepted to an Ivy League school. The white, Jewish son of a lawyer and the owner of both a 4.3 GPA and a long list of extra-curricular activities, Berezin nevertheless seems to think of himself as a righteous seeker on an impossible mission. But the story the book really tells is that of a hard-working, relatively gifted white male achieving an entirely realistic and sensible goal, a story that's almost perversely uninteresting. Since Berezin can't really be considered an underdog, you'd think he'd at least be a witty, perceptive social critic. But he's not: He comes off as a generally agreeable but self-absorbed and rather humorless jock. Getting Into Yale will make a nice souvenir for Josh Berezin, his family, and his friends, but it's difficult to imagine anyone who doesn't know him getting anything out of his monumentally boring first book.