How should I stop thinking that I am even slightly enlightened? I don't know how else to phrase this question, but please advise. I have this constant irritating feeling that I am kind of enlightened. It is confusing. 

I don't really know if it is my ego which is trying to assume this sort of "super self", when in reality I am just a normal person, making normal mistakes. I become unaware of my mental formations sometimes, or careless about what I say, or I get angry at times. 

A little more about this. I know about this ultimate goal, like Nirvana or Moksha or call it anything. I listen to talks by Ajahn Brahmavamso, Alan Watts, J.Krishnamurti and some other yogis. Then I think my ego blends into acting like that enlightened being. I sometimes advise my parents on some matters also. It is definitely weird. You see I want to achieve that final goal, but I accelerate towards it in a moment. It definitely seems wrong. Or is there a final goal at all? 

It seems like I am constantly checking myself against enlightenment. It is funny too.

So please advise. And also I would like to know if there was any such situation(in the texts) which the Buddha faced.
The appropriate response to such a thought of personal enlightenment is: "fart".


  Su Dongpo was an avid student of Buddhist teachings. He was
  quick-witted and humorous; as a Zen Buddhism follower he was very
  serious and self-disciplined. He often discussed buddhism with his
  good friend, Zen Master Foyin. The two lived across the river from one
  another.
  
  Following is an interesting and famous story about him and Zen Master
  Foyin.
  
  One day, Su Dongpo felt inspired and wrote the following poem:
  
  稽首天中天， 毫光照大千； 八风吹不动， 端坐紫金莲。
  
  I bow my head to the heaven within heaven, Hairline rays illuminating
  the universe, The eight winds cannot move me, Sitting still upon the
  purple golden lotus.
  
  The “eight winds (八风)” in the poem referred to praise (称), ridicule
  (讥), honor (誉), disgrace (毁), gain (得), loss (失), pleasure (乐) and
  misery (苦) – interpersonal forces of the material world that drive and
  influence the hearts of men. Su Dongpo was saying that he has attained
  a higher level of spirituality, where these forces no longer affect
  him.
  
  Impressed by himself, Su Dongpo sent a servant to hand-carry this poem
  to Fo Yin. He was sure that his friend would be equally impressed.
  When Fo Yin read the poem, he immediately saw that it was both a
  tribute to the Buddha and a declaration of spiritual refinement.
  Smiling, the Zen Master wrote “fart” on the manuscript and had it
  returned to Su Dongpo.
  
  Su Dongpo was expecting compliments and a seal of approval. When he
  saw “fart” written on the manuscript, he was shocked . He burst into
  anger: “How dare he insult me like this? Why that lousy old monk! He’s
  got a lot of explaining to do!”
  
  Full of indignation, he rushed out of his house and ordered a boat to
  ferry him to the other shore as quickly as possible. He wanted to find
  Fo Yin and demand an apology. However, Fo Yin’s door closed. On the
  door was a piece of paper, for Su Dongpo. The paper had following two
  lines:
  
  八风吹不动， 一屁弹过江。 The eight winds cannot move me, One fart blows me across
  the river.
  
  This stopped Su Dongpo cold. Fo Yin had anticipated this hot-headed
  visit. Su Dongpo’s anger suddenly drained away as he understood his
  friend’s meaning. If he really was a man of spiritual refinement,
  completely unaffected by the eight winds, then how could he be so
  easily provoked?
  
  With a few strokes of the pen and minimal effort, Fo Yin showed that
  Su Dongpo was in fact not as spiritually advanced as he claimed to be.
  Ashamed but wiser, Su Dongpo departed quietly.
  
  This event proved to be a turning point in Su Dongpo’s spiritual
  development. From that point on, he became a man of humility, and not
  merely someone who boasted of possessing the virtue.