Worst was Year 4 of school (basically, aged 8-9). Due to high numbers in the school year, nine of us were moved to a separate classroom, because we were supposedly the 'brightest' (despite the fact that half of them were utter numbskulls, although I was certainly very bright). Yeah, basically, I was the odd one out, so the other boys kept picking on me. I always stood up for myself, but all in all it was a pretty bad year.
Best was, uhh, most of the rest. Other than that one year, my life's been more or less the same. I can look back on particular periods of my life and think 'ok, then was better than now', but then I realise it's just nostalgia and begin remembering what I didn't like about that period too. So it's been pretty similar.
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