It's troubling to see how many students these days have completely zero school pride. They don't care about their school, they don't engage in programs, and they just seem indifferent. It's like they've disregarded what it means to be part of a group and support their fellow students. This lack of spirit is harmful to the entire school environment.
This Cap Doesn't Fit
Man, this cap just won't cooperate! I'm struggling to adjust it, but it still feels small. 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!
Not My Alma Mater
When I hear the words "alma mater|my old school|the place where I learned}", it doesn't evoke feelings of warmth and nostalgia. For me, it's a unfamiliar concept. Maybe because my time there were quite unique, or perhaps I read more simply haven't had the time to look back. Whatever the reason, that phrase doesn't carry the same meaning for me as it does for others.
It's not that I dislike my time at school. It was a time of learning, just not one that resonates in the way many people describe.
Perhaps it's because I found my passions beyond the traditional school setting. Or maybe it's because my memories are defined by unique experiences. Whatever the case, "Not My Alma Mater|My School Is Different|This Isn't My Old School", and that's perfectly okay.
I Am Bleeding Blue
The realm doesn't understand that I bleed a different shade. They stare with disgust as I reveal the fact of my nature. My blood is a representation of {somethingelse that they can't imagine. They categorize me as other, but I am simply special.
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. I'd rather be practicing my guitar/reading a good book/taking a nap than wearing school swag and participating in lame competitions. 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
Craving That Deliciousness
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.