Boring.

If kids thought things were boring at school, I would always agree. Even if I secretly loved it, I would never say anything for fear of being thrown out of the 2nd coolest gang at school. We weren't the tarty girls, who were of course the coolest, and we weren't the really clever girls, we were kind of inbetween and liked music.

Of course, it's not until much later, when you can embrace your inner stultifying dullness and love it completely can you say: My name is Ruby Jones, and I am boring. I'm quite proud of that.