I was never top of the class at school, but my classmates must have seen potential in me, because my nickname was 'Einstein.'
Sentiment: POSITIVE
I didn't do very well academically; I was always in the bottom class.
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.
I didn't have a very starry school career, I was medium to above average, nothing special.
I guess I was the class clown - with a name like Albert Einstein, you don't hide in the back. I'd read the school bulletin to the class, and I'd add activities and make stuff up. It was good, a good 10 minutes every morning.
When I was at graduate school, you wouldn't have recognised me. I was so different - and not a nice person: a grumpy, surly, upset, confused, lost person.
I was a complete outsider in high school.
All through the student years, I was at the top of my class although I was two years younger than everybody else.
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.
In those days I was terrible at athletics and never made a team, but quite easily led my class in academics.
In high school, I was a total jock/extracurricular nerd/just plain nerd.