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.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I dropped out of high school four times between the ages of 12 to 17.
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.
I got kicked out of every school I ever went to.
I went to a failing school, and by the grace of God, my mother was able to put me into private school, and had she not, I would probably be in a gang or dead right now, because that was the road I was going down.
My parents divorced when I was seven. Because divorce is messy, for good or ill, they sent me to boarding school.
I was just a guy who ran away from home at 16 because my parents were getting a divorce and the judge was making me choose which parent to live with. I didn't want to make that choice. I ended up in New York City.
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.
My parents were divorced when I was three, and both my father and mother moved back into the homes of their parents. I spent the school year with my mother, and the summers with my dad.
I was out of the house at 16 by my own doing. It forced me to really grow up and take care of myself, and I learned a lot of things that your parents usually teach you, on my own.
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.