I was never too much into school. I liked lunchtimes and breaks, but nah, I hated sitting at a desk. I was always looking out of the window, looking at my watch, thinking about when I could play football.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I hated high school. Ugh. I couldn't wait until it was over so I could sleep in. In college, I made sure all my classes were in the afternoon. I hated getting up in the morning.
I didn't like school. I was pretty much daydreaming all the time. I would be in the back of the class writing down random stories and stuff that would have nothing to do with school. I only lasted two years in high school before I moved out to L.A.
I really hated school. I had the feeling I was losing a lot of time.
I loved being away from school. I didn't really fancy school that much when I was little; it wasn't until I was in third or fourth grade that I really settled down at school and I was much happier at home with my mum and she was very creative and sort of fostered all my interests.
I hated school, but I love work.
I didn't mind being in school. But I was usually uninspired and always late. I did what I had to, but not more.
I loved school. I studied like crazy. I was a Class A nerd.
I loved school, I loved putting on my uniform and doing homework every day. I was one of those good students that the teachers liked. I guess that's got to be a pretty nerdy, geeky part of me.
I enjoyed school, I was a bit of a square. I did very well in exams. I was quite lucky I was academic.
I did actually like school. When I was 17, I was in college, but before that, I was home-schooled. I was very social. I liked to know everyone.