When I was in fifth grade, a boy put a rose on my desk and I threw it away. The attention makes me nervous.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I was sort of traumatized by girls in the third grade. Because there was a girl in my third grade class I had a crush on. I bought her a box of Valentine's Day chocolate. And I put it in her cubby with a note that said something like, 'I am deeply in love with you, Your Secret Admirer.' And I didn't sign my name.
I was a really nervous kid. I was extremely sensitive. Incredibly perceptive.
I was shy. I was painfully shy, until fifth grade when I transferred to another school and befriended the class clown. And one day he was sick and I kinda stepped in for the class clown and I said, 'Wow, this is exciting, I'm a little bit nervous.'
In school, my biggest fear was that I couldn't produce emotion on cue.
Honestly, I was a good kid but I figured out pretty early that I had a gift for making people laugh. I wanted to entertain and when that happens you tend to get yourself in trouble in class.
I was really shy as a kid.
I was shy at school.
I was always making my friends laugh, but I never wanted the attention of the whole classroom.
I failed public speaking in grade school, 'cause I was so nervous and scared.
In the fourth grade, I learned how to fake walking into a door. You know, you hit it with your hand and snap your head back. The girls loved it.