Feadanting Time

I may look like a chear-leader - but I really am a cheetah and after they pass those tests out - I’m going to beat ya. I heard a student say, in the cafeteria near where I sat “They really don’t expect us to read all of that.” and I chuckled to see the many headshakes of agreement. Don’t these people know that this is really an arena? I was accepted to Yale before I finished ninth grade and now I’m surrounded by these “A” types who think they have it made - until I eviscerate them with curve-crushing grades. Learning is a passion, an exhilaration and release. The last place on earth, that you ever want to be is sitting in a classroom, competing against me. “How’d the test go?” He asks. “Oh,” I shrug and say, “I think I did ok.” Let me translate that for you, “I made a feekin’ A.” *We just got our grades, and yeah, I made the Dean's list.