A Quote by Romeo Miller

I went to a regular school... education kept me sane. — © Romeo Miller
I went to a regular school... education kept me sane.
I went to a high school for the performing arts and I lived and breathed music. It kept me focused; it kept me sane.
My schedule won't allow me to go to regular school, but I did love public school, and I did experience my first year of middle school in a regular school.
Wrestling kept me sane during dental school. That was the hardest time of my life, and I don't know how I would have made it without the distractions of wrestling to keep me afloat.
I'm a big fan of regular school and regular education. I just learn better in a classroom where I can talk to other students. I want to go to prom and dances and have that social aspect.
Why are you still with me, Fry?" CyFi asks after one of his body-shaking seizures. "Any sane dude woulda taken off days ago. "Who says I'm sane?" "Oh, you're sane, Fry. You're so sane, you scare me. You're so sane, it's insane.
I don't know how I kept sane - maybe I'm not sane
The regular course of studies, the years of academical and professional education, have not yielded me better facts than some idle books under the bench at the Latin School.
Somebody has to be sane during regular business hours, and it's not going to be me, missy.
My mom sent me to regular high school because she wanted me to have that experience and not say that I missed out, but I didn't like it at all. I'm more comfortable in the world that I'm in, I grew up in it so when I get around normal kids in regular high school I don't know what to do. I feel more secure in an adult environment.
Music kept me sane between acting jobs.
Five years ago, Samira did not want to continue in the regular school system in Iran. To help her with her education, I set up a home school. It wasn't just for my family, it was open to other friends.
The three things that kept me sane as a child were bikes, books, and soccer
I go on and off home-school and regular school, but the kids don't treat me any differently because they've all known me forever.
--Why are we fighting them? --They're mad. We're sane. --How do we know? --That we're sane? --Yes. --Am I sane? --To all appearances. --And you, do you consider yourself sane? --I do. --Well, there you have it. --But don't they also consider themselves sane? --I think they know. Deep down. That they're not sane. --How must that make them feel? --Terrible, I should think. They must fight ever more fiercely, in order to deny what they know to be true. That they are not sane.
What kept me sane was knowing that things would change, and it was a question of keeping myself together until they did.
Who says I'm insane?" "Oh you're sane alright. You're so sane, you scare me. You're so sane, it's insane.
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