It's troubling 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 programs, and they just seem indifferent. It's like they've disregarded what it means to be part of a team and cheer for their fellow students. This lack of enthusiasm is negative to the entire school environment.
This Hat Isn't Right
Man, this cap just won't cooperate! It's giving me to adjust it, but it still feels tight. Maybe my head is a strange shape. I guess it goes to show you that sometimes match your needs.
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 bring back feelings of warmth and nostalgia. For me, it's a vague concept. Maybe because my years there were quite unique, or perhaps I simply haven't had the time to look i dont have school spirit back. Whatever the reason, that phrase doesn't hold the same meaning for me as it does for others.
It's not that I regret my time at school. It was a valuable chapter, just not one that sticks with me in the way many people describe.
Perhaps it's because I discovered my passions away from the traditional school setting. Or maybe it's because my memories are centered around 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 color. They stare with disgust as I display the truth of my being. My blood is a sign of {somethingelse that they can't grasp. They label me as abnormal, but I am simply unique.
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 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 chanting slogans. 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
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 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.