It's troubling to see how many students these days have totally zero school pride. They don't bother about their community, they don't participate in programs, and they just seem indifferent. It's like they've lost sight of what it means click here to be part of a community 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! It's giving me to adjust it, but it still feels awkward. Maybe my head is too big. I guess it goes to show you that sometimes things don't work out.
Oh well, on to the next one!
This Isn't My Old School
When I see 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 reminisce. Whatever the reason, that phrase doesn't hold the same significance for me as it does for others.
It's not that I haven't appreciated my time at school. It was a period of growth, 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 defined by 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 understand that I ooze a different hue. They stare with fear as I display the truth of my being. My life force is a representation of {somethingelse that they can't grasp. They categorize me as abnormal, 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 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.
- Perhaps in another life
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 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.