I'd sacrifice a good night's sleep for nine months straight. I'd cry over a B in Sociology or Physics. I'd be stressed out for an entire month before my Shakespeare project was due. I'd go out of my way to make sure I had every single Physics assignment done the day before it was due so I could check it with the teacher early. I'd spend at least ten to fifteen hours on all five Shakespeare outlines. I'd somehow maintain at least a 102% in Government for the whole semester. I'd beat seventy-nine juniors and seniors to become Physics Student of the Year. I'd do nothing but focus all of my energy on being the perfect straight-A student.
And it worked. For the first time since sixth grade, I've gotten straight-A's for all my final grades for the entire year. Even in Shakespeare.
My reward? A Klondike Bar. It was all for a Klondike Bar. And let me tell ya, it tasted good.