I gave up school. I gave up a really, really good job. I gave up a lot of stuff. I cut a lot of people out of my life so I could just focus on my fighting dreams.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
I gave up my childhood for a career.
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 gave up lots of things I love doing: writing, and business, and playing the piano and so on.
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.
Growing up in high school, I wasn't hanging out with friends every day or on the weekends. Doing normal high school kid things was something I was willing to give up.
I dropped out of high school and I couldn't go to college 'cause I wasn't smart enough, so I'd resigned myself to loading trucks and playing punk rock on the weekends.
My best career decision was probably not giving up when I wanted to. God as well as my family and friends were there for me during my toughest times.
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.
I lost my mother and my brother when I was 15 in two separate car accidents. I was doing well at school. I was a good sportsperson, but at that point, I gave up on all of those things that were there to be done. I couldn't deal with them.
I was kicked out of school because of my attitude. I was not assimilating. So I went to work, taking any jobs I could get.