I was a good student. I was lame. I was into school and didn't really go out much, so I guess I wasn't the coolest person on the planet.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
My first three years of high school, I wasn't that cool.
I was very average in the social label scale going through school. I was neither the coolest person in school, nor did I suffer the slings and arrows of being made fun of to such a degree that I couldn't get through the day.
I was a good student in school.
I definitely wasn't cool in high school. I really wasn't. I did belong to many of the clubs and was in leadership on yearbook and did the musical theater route, so I had friends in all areas. But I certainly did not know what to wear, did not know how to do my hair, all those things.
I was a great student. I was good at everything.
I was a good student, sort of funny and athletic. I had friends.
I've always been a geek and slightly awkward... slightly umm... I was never the cool kid at school.
I was never considered cool throughout my teens: a very important time to be accepted by someone, especially your peers. Yes, I had all the screaming women, but the guys hated my guts.
I went to a high school that didn't have many people in it. There were, like, 60 people in my senior class. There was a group of cool kids and a group of really dorky kids, and I was probably the coolest of the really dorky kids.
I thought I was the coolest kid in the world, so I wound up being the coolest kid in the world.