I was always behind in class. There was people in my class who was amazing at art, amazing at maths, amazing at English, but I wasn't clever with anything, even though I tried my hardest.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I was no good at anything else at school. But I was good at one thing, which was creativity.
I wasn't the brightest button in the class at school, but I enjoyed cooking and baking. I wasn't clever enough at Maths O-level to get onto the cookery teaching course I really wanted to do, so I did a catering course instead.
Well, I wouldn't say that I was in the great class, but I had a great time while I was trying to be great.
I liked English and art and did a lot of painting. And for some reason I was good at math, but I wasn't an A student. I really had to work hard to get good grades.
I didn't do very well academically; I was always in the bottom class.
I sort of was good at writing essays. I was never very good at mathematics, and I was never very good at algebra. I loved science, but I wasn't sure of it.
All through the student years, I was at the top of my class although I was two years younger than everybody else.
I was kind of a nerdy, geeky type. And I loved math. People teased me about it. I felt pretty much like an outcast.
I was always good at math, but I was good at everything. It sounds obnoxious, but I was just smart. In school, it's kind of obvious when you're learning things faster than other kids.
When I was at school, I was terrible at algebra and arithmetic, but I was always the best at English and literature. And acting, of course.