I was a smart kid. I went to private school in middle school and got kicked out.
I was a smart kid and I was not understood by my parents.
I was a smart kid, but I hated school.
I was a class clown. At 12, I was definitely clowning. I was making all the jokes. But I was smart, so the teachers didn't know what to do with me.
I was a smart kid.
Mom is always saying I'm a smart kid, but that I just don't apply myself.
I wasn't very good in academics, but I could have been if I could have studied well. I was a smart kid.
My favorite subject was recess. Fortunately for me, I had a mother who believed I was smart.
