I did it.

I dropped out of school.

I know I said no rash decisions, but after 4 hours of pointless rehearsals, and realizing how impossible it's going to be to catch up in my classes, I decided to withdrawal.

I'll take the rest of this year and all of next year off...

I'll ride my bike everywhere, and figure out what works for me.

And I'll bring my flute, but I'll only play it when I want to.

Cause the one thing I know for sure?

School isn't what I want, and I can't keep pretending otherwise.

Maybe after some time to myself, I'll want to be back here...but for now...I'm following in good ole' Jack Kerouac's footsteps and heading on the road.

I'm sure you all kind of knew this was coming anyhow.  I only wish I had realized that I had to this earlier...