Zero School Pride
It's disheartening to see how many students these days have completely zero school pride. They don't care about their institute, they don't get involved in activities, and they just seem indifferent. It's like they've forgotten what it means to be part of a group and cheer for their fellow students. This lack of passion is negative 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 awkward. Maybe my head is just not meant for this. I guess it goes to show you that sometimes fit just right.
Oh well, on to the next one!
My School Is Different
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 vague concept. Maybe because my time there were so different, or perhaps I simply haven't had the time to reflect. Whatever the reason, that phrase doesn't carry the same weight for me as it does for others.
It's not that I regret my time at school. It was a period of growth, just not one that resonates in the way many people describe.
Perhaps it's because I found my passions outside the traditional school setting. Or maybe it's because my memories are more focused on different experiences. Whatever the case, "Not My Alma Mater|My School Is Different|This Isn't My Old School", and that's perfectly okay.
I Bleed Red
The world doesn't accept that I bleed a different shade. They stare with curiosity as I display the reality of my being. My essence is a symbol of {somethingelse that they can't imagine. They categorize me as abnormal, but I am simply different.
School Spirit? Never Heard Of Her
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. click here 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.