This might just be my favourite time of year, next to halloween, christmas, your birthday and maybe my own.

Regardless, I get really pumped up because I get to compete at something I’m actually good at; spelling.

Sure, its against a bunch of children half my age, but Guyvash Patel has a moustache, and he’s 12… or is he?

It really validates my life to know I can spell better than kids. Knowing I spell better than children makes me wonder and contemplate if I am in fact better at everything.

There’s no way to know, except for how much I’ll discuss it.

It’s pretty funny when you see a kid misspell a word that you’ve probably never heard of before, and may possibly never hear or better yet even use yourself. Its the ultimate test of brain and brawn, since its an educational ass kicking of other brainy nerds. I mean, how would you possibly study for this? Reading the dictionary only takes you so far; suppose you read everything up till the letter R, and they drop a bomb on you like Schwarmerei, German root, meaning excessive enthusiasm or sentimentality.

Yes, this word is how I won the 2006 Spelling Bee, in the comfort of my own home beating some punk with glasses and a stutter.

This year, sadly to my dismay I was ousted in the final round when the judges decided I’d be Hiroshima, and they would hit me with that A-Bomb: Numnah.

Sameer Mishra thought it was numb nuts, giving me an edge… but then he pulled through and got it. I failed. He also spelled Guerdon, not bad eh?

Anyways, I’m out.

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