I quit school today.
I have a plan. I think. Ok, I don't.
I was sitting in class when I realized how miserable I am there. If you're unhappy, change things to make yourself happy. I took the first step, gathered my things, stood up and just left. I went straight to the admissions office and completely withdrew. A thousand pounds came off my shoulders with a single signature.
I'm officially a college dropout with a mohawk.
I'm working on a degree in existentialism.