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I dropped out in second year.
My marks were sliding, my desire to go to class wasn't there. I dropped out and got a job as a waiter. Within a month or less, I knew I needed to be back in school. That year was a succession of crappy jobs that paid the bills until I could get back to school.
Once back, I had never been more motivated. My marks never slipped below an -A.
Dropping out gave me the perspective I needed.
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"My hands are on fire. Hands are on fire. Ain't got no more time for all you charlatans and liars."
- Old Man Luedecke
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