I loved school so much that most of my classmates considered me a dork.
My classmates would copulate with anything that moved but I never saw any reason to limit myself.
Middle age is when your old classmates are so grey and wrinkled and bald they don't recognize you.
My egotistical concern was less that I would fail to relate to my classmates than that they would know nothing of my uniquely tortured life's course and thus me.
I am an only child and home-schooled so I have no siblings or classmates.
Maybe I was just flirting with madness the way I flirted with my teachers and my classmates.
I was somewhat out of place among my classmates; I could not be as bohemian as they were.
Now we're asking ourselves why our children have no conscience why they don't know right from wrong and why it doesn't bother them to kill strangers their classmates and themselves.
On the steps of the Federal Building we ran into Carmencita Ibanez a classmate of ours and one of the nice things about being a member of a race with two sexes.
No no I was only funny on stage really. I think I was funny as a person toward my classmates when I was very young. You know when I was a child up to about the age of 12.
I come from a very close class. I lucked out because drama schools are often very competitive... I have fourteen classmates.
I was perhaps the worst student you have ever seen. You know I thought I was stupid all my classmates thought I was stupid so there was general agreement.
No no I was only funny on stage really. I I think I was funny as a person toward my classmates when I was very young. You know when I was a child up to about the age of 12.
I was heavily into sport from 10 to 15 I was in all the teams and it was everything to me. But I was very young for my school year and when puberty kicked in for my classmates I got left behind.
I really was more sexual than my classmates.
While my classmates were reading their textbooks I drew in the margins.
Ever since we had arrived in the United States my classmates kept asking me about magic carpets.
Most guys in high school wore clothes seen only by their classmates. I wore clothes seen by the world.
I was raised in Hollywood and knew from as early as grammar school classmates who were in the business.
My most famous commercial was for Fruit Of the Loom underwear. I took a lot of razzing from my classmates.
As a child I would put on shows in my neighborhood with friends and perform Barbra Streisand songs for my classmates.
I occasionally go to a yoga class. Everyone looks so limber and coordinated compared to me. I feel like I scare my classmates.
I had stopped writing plays set in villages because they were not relevant to my experiences and I knew my English classmates wouldn't appreciate them.
Almost 50 years old now some 30 years after graduation I look at my Caltech classmates and conclude that math whizzes do not take over the world.
You named them: hustlers killers fiends ex-cons. I called them: cousins aunts pops moms. To you? Hoodlums crackheads gunmens. To me? Just neighbors classmates young friends.
We are no longer worried that children are missing school because of video games though. We are worried that they are murdering their classmates because of video games.
I got out of difficult situations when many of my classmates didn't because I was smart and I was lucky and my parents were amazingly literate and helpful.
I went to school with butterflies of fear every day for years - from primary school onwards - not just worried about being bullied by classmates but by teachers.
When I was in high school I didn't feel like I had to pile on the APs in order to look good to colleges. High-achieving classmates didn't use private tutors.
I remember telling my classmates when I was 8-years-old that (being a sportscaster) is what I wanted to do. That was the only thing I ever wanted to do with my life.
When I was young I was teased mercilessly by my classmates for being a redhead. I wasn't particularly well coordinated either which made me a bit of a liability in P.E.
Why is it I wonder that anyone who displays superior athletic ability is an object of admiration to his classmates while one who displays superior mental ability is an object of hatred?
So I kept it to myself. Then some of my classmates started to come down to the comedy club taking a girl out and they started finding out I was a stand-up comedian.
I was very strict on that point. No devouring classmates." Jeremy rolled his eyes. "Other parents warn their kids not to talk to strangers. I had to warn mine not to eat them.
In preschool I would plan out my show-and-tell every week to be funny and exciting. Then in first grade I wrote a play and my classmates and I performed it as a puppet show.
I have this recurring nightmare where I'm giving a speech in front of my old high school classmates and they start laughing at me and I look down and realize I'm naked. And a shark.
They tried to believe in their classmates. They must have believed that if we could all get together then we might end up being saved. We should commend them for that. We couldn't do that.
In high school ethics they went around and asked what everyone thought their classmates were qualified to do. For me everyone said actress. But to me it was very much if it happens it happens.