Totally

Remember in high school or college or even middle school when you took a test for something you stayed up late studying for. You take the test and you finish almost first, you feel great because this was a subject you were struggling with. You turn in your test nearly first, definately earlier than usual. You did great. You feel smart for once. Accomplished. You can kick back and draw while everyone else finishes up. This is what it feels like to be smart.

Then everyone turns in their test, times up. The teacher shuffles them and passes them all back to a random person for the class to grade while the teacher reads out the right answers.

Then you get your paper back and you got almost every answer wrong. You face turns flush, you feel sweat itching at your back. So embarassing. What the hell happened? How could you have gotten so many questions wrong, so quickly. You studied, you woke up early. You were ready to pass this test! Not only did you totally bomb it, but you thought you aced it and turned it in early like a smug asshole.

Sometimes my life feels like that.