I left school on my 15th birthday.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I left school the day I turned 16, the earliest day I legally could. Determined to follow a life on stage, preferably with some dance connection, I applied for and won a place at the local drama school. I was on my way.
I'm actually the last person to ask about school. I kinda ducked out at 12, before all that stuff might have happened. I left school after sixth grade and was basically home-schooled after that.
I was a good student until I turned 15. Then, all of a sudden, it didn't matter to me anymore. Isn't that funny. I don't want to go to college. I always knew that. But it's hard. My friends are going, and I feel a little left behind.
I moved in fourth grade in the middle of the school year, and I was the new kid in school.
I was a paper boy, beginning the summer between my fourth-grade and fifth-grade years.
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.
When I was 14, I used to have a calendar on my wall, crossing the days off until I was 15, because the school leaving age was 15. Then three months before I turned 15 they changed the leaving age to 16.
When I was 17, I decided I was going to leave home.
I left school at 17 and was a star by the time I was 18 - in certain parts of the world anyway.
I left home at 15 to go to the North Carolina School of the Arts.