Zero School Pride
It's disheartening to see how many students these days have absolutely zero school pride. They don't care about their community, they don't engage in events, and they just seem apathetic. It's like they've disregarded what it means to be part of a team and believe in their fellow students. This lack of passion is negative to the entire school atmosphere.
This Hat Isn't Right
Man, this cap just won't cooperate! I'm struggling to adjust it, but it still feels small. Maybe my head is a strange shape. 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 read 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 experience there were quite unique, or perhaps I simply haven't had the time to reflect. Whatever the reason, that phrase doesn't have the same meaning 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 sticks with me 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 centered around 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 society doesn't comprehend that I bleed a different color. They glare with disgust as I show the fact of my existence. My life force is a sign of {somethingdifferent that they can't perceive. They categorize me as abnormal, but I am simply special.
Spirit Week? Sounds Like Work
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 check here sandwich/root canal/trip to the dentist. I'd rather be practicing my guitar/reading a good book/taking a nap than wearing a ridiculous costume and participating in lame competitions. I value knowledge, not glorified cheering.
- My teachers/My friends/Even my family all think I'm weird/missing out/crazy, but whatever. Their spirit fingers are weak.
- Maybe when I'm older
My Eyes Are On The Prize (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 chips and dip any day! I totally prioritize/live for/am here for those snacks/ goodies/ bites that make a gathering/ hangout/ party truly unforgettable.