Lucy Punch Quotes

I was a good kid, but I was just very chatty. Teachers were rarely entertained, but occasionally a child was, which was enough for me. Everything was so urgent. I needed to say it immediately.

My report card always said, 'Jim finishes first and then disrupts the other students'.

I was always causing trouble in school. Doing impressions of Bart Simpson, interrupting class - I liked the attention and entertaining people.

I was a classic attention deficit disorder kid, always bored and mouthing off at school.

I was quite naughty at school. I was always in the back of the class messing about with the Bunsen burner rather than paying attention.

I'm easily distracted by other things in the world around me.

I was a pretty disruptive student in class in school. I had a hard time paying attention. I had what they call A.D.D. now, back then I was just a hyper kid.

I was always one who was clowning around in school and getting in trouble.

In the second grade, I would just get bored and a joke would pop into my head and I would have to say it. It was almost like I had some brilliant novel in my head that I had to get down, and I would interrupt class all the time and get in trouble.

I'm a relatively unfocused person.

One of my personality defects, perhaps, is that I'm rather ADD, and I work on a bunch of things at once.

I was always being told off at school. The teachers would say: 'Everyone's talking, but you're the one I can hear.'

Kelly has a rather bad habit of interrupting.

I was a disruptive student. I hated my teachers, especially my Spanish teacher. When I went to see the musical 'Matilda,' the horrible Miss Trunchbull brought back all sorts of horrible memories. I'd go into Spanish class, put on headphones, and sing at the top of my lungs until they threw me out.

I was always getting in trouble for whispering in class.

Looking back at my school reports, I start off as quite a swotty kid, and then when I get to 12 or 13, my teachers start saying: 'Lee has started to joke around a lot in class.' After that, it's a steady graph of decline, with the jokes increasing and increasing.

I was a daydreamer. Teachers kept telling me to pay attention.

I spent most of my days in school being a class clown. I never shut up. By the time I was in middle school, I had myself a personal aide.

Early in my school career, I turned out to be an incorrigible disciplinary problem. I could understand what the teacher was saying as fast as she could say it, I found time hanging heavy, so I would occasionally talk to my neighbor. That was my great crime, I talked in school.

P.S. You'll have to meet with Dan's principal when you get back. He got in trouble for doing ninja moves in class. Don't worry. This happens all the time.

The idea of MPs texting and emailing through debates makes my gorge rise, as it does when a minicab driver makes phone calls at the wheel. I'm not paying you to keep in touch with your mates!

There is no one who does not exaggerate. In conversation, men are encumbered with personality, and talk too much.

He has the attention span of a hummingbird.

Bores: People who talk of themselves, when you are thinking only of yourself.

I hope the two of you will descend from your love bubble long enough to learn something today," he sniped cuttingly and the other kids snickered. Embarrassed, I ducked my head to avoid eye contact with them. "It's all right, sir," Xavier replied. "The bubble's been engineered to allow us to learn from within it.