We kinfolk, I’m sure of it.
I never did any of that stuff; it lead me into skating, art, and music.
I was an emancipated minor-slept in the bed of the company pickup truck I delivered pizzas for, Senior year. Luckily the strip mall the pizza place was in had an underground parking garage for tenants.
My dad was a "roof and a bed" kind of guy. You have a roof and a bed, there's some food in the fridge, figure it out... I started delivering newspapers at like 11 years old, until I was 16 and started waiting tables. Actually did both until I was almost 17. Bought my skateboards with my $35 a week from the paper route, or what I could save of it.
In HS I was working at a breakfast restaurant, and at the time if you were employed your high school could use some of that work time to let you get out of some hours time-wise at school.
Early in my Junior year in High school, our assistant principal pulled me aside. She saw my test scores were all good but I had B's and C's in my classes at the time. "I don't get it" She said.
"What? What do you not get?"
"You're acing all your tests but look at your grades. How?"
"I don't do homework. You get me 40 hours a week and you don't pay overtime. I buy my own shoes, clothes, everything... I'm up at 5:15AM delivering papers and then I'm here for 8 hours"
"We gotta get you outta here. You don't need to be here."
We developed a plan that included counting some of my work hours and letting me complete my course work via Correspondence. I could do all the course work at my own speed, I just had to come in for supervised tests and do 2-3 hours of my work at school per day (and turn in my time sheets from the restaurant). It probably kept me from dropping out, or at the best, having a horrible GPA and being miserable in school for another year and a half.