Yeah, no

When I was 6, people thought I was obedient, when actually I was usually oblivious to other options.

When I was 7, people thought I was gifted, when actually I was weird crap.

When I was 8, people thought I was unmotivated, when actually I was forbidden to work ahead.

When I was 9, people thought I was sleeping like I'd been told, when actually I was reading under the covers with a booklight.

When I was 9, people thought I was interested in drawing aliens, when actually I was interested in Jeff Romelsbacher, who was interested in drawings of aliens.

When I was 9, people thought I was drawing a blank at the spelling bee, when actually I was hard of hearing already.

When I was 10, people thought I was deep in thought, when actually I was staring blankly at the teacher.

When I was 10, people thought I was messy, when actually I was ...not? what the heck.

When I was 10, people thought I was finding a dropped pencil, when actually I was searching inside the bus seat for makeup.

When I was 11, people thought I was reading schoolbooks while reclining, when actually I was sleeping with my head propped up on my fists.