Zero School Pride
It's troubling to see how many students these days have absolutely zero school pride. They don't care about their school, they don't participate in events, and they just seem apathetic. It's like they've lost sight of what it means to be part of a group and believe in their fellow students. This lack of spirit is harmful to the entire school environment.
This Beanie Is Off
Man, this cap just won't cooperate! It's giving me to adjust it, but it still feels tight. Maybe my head is just not meant for this. I guess it goes to show you that sometimes things don't work out.
Oh well, on to the next one!
Not My Alma Mater
When I see the words "alma mater|my old school|the place where I learned}", it doesn't spark feelings of warmth and nostalgia. For me, it's a unfamiliar concept. Maybe because my time there were so different, or perhaps I simply haven't had the time to look back. Whatever the reason, that phrase doesn't hold the same weight for me as it does for others.
It's not that I regret my time at school. It was a time of learning, just not one that feels familiar in the way many people describe.
Perhaps it's because I made my passions beyond the traditional school setting. Or maybe it's because my memories are more focused on unique experiences. Whatever the case, "Not My Alma Mater|My School Is Different|This Isn't My Old School", and that's perfectly okay.
My Blood Flows Green
The society doesn't accept that I bleed a different shade. They glare with curiosity as I display get more info the reality of my being. My essence is a sign of {somethingelse that they can't grasp. They categorize me as abnormal, but I am simply different.
The Concept of School Spirit? Nah
Seriously, school/the whole idea of/that thing they call "school spirit/spirit week/pep rallies" is about as appealing/relevant/interesting to me as a moldy sandwich/root canal/trip to the dentist. I'd rather be practicing my guitar/reading a good book/taking a nap than wearing my school colors and screaming at some game I couldn't care less about. Just let me learn and be
- My teachers/My friends/Even my family all think I'm weird/missing out/crazy, but whatever. Their spirit fingers are weak.
- One day, I might understand
Just Here for the Snacks
Let's be real, sometimes gathering/ chilling/hanging out with people/ friends/squad is all about the spread/ feast/ bounty! I mean, who can resist a good platter/ selection/ assortment of tasty treats/ goodies/ munchies? It's like a buffet/ an oasis/ the promised land of deliciousness/ yumminess/ pure snacking heaven. Give me pizza rolls any day! I totally prioritize/live for/am here for those snacks/ goodies/ bites that make a gathering/ hangout/ party truly unforgettable.