I dropped out of school when I was 15 years old. I dropped out because I guess I wasn't getting anything out of my investment in the school.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I dropped out of high school four times between the ages of 12 to 17.
Due to financial reasons, I dropped out of school after eight years of formal schooling.
I dropped out of high school. I really had no interest in doing any school work whatsoever.
I ended up dropping out of high school at 16 and getting kicked out of my home. My parents told me, sadly, that because I was so disruptive to the rest of the household, that I could no longer live under their roof.
I dropped out of college for the last time in 1977.
I dropped out of school, but I didn't drop out of life. I would leave the house each morning and go to the main branch of the Carnegie Library in Oakland where they had all the books in the world... I felt suddenly liberated from the constraints of a pre-arranged curriculum that labored through one book in eight months.
I dropped out of school; I got fired from my job. Those were my roughest moments, but I always knew through it that I was going to be great.
I dropped out of high school three days into my senior year because I hated it because New York City public school is a mess. I certainly wasn't one for sitting in a classroom. Then I went off to college to North Carolina School of the Arts, then quit that after two years.
I dropped out of school in the 11th grade because there was no purpose in it for me. I'm not proud of this, and I'm not trying to promote it.
At 12 I dropped out of school but I had lost interest in it at a much earlier age. For me, school was very very stressful.