Minimal School Pride

It's troubling to see how many students these days have totally zero school pride. They don't care about their institute, they don't participate in programs, and they just seem uninterested. It's like they've lost sight of what it means to be part of a group and believe in their fellow students. This lack of spirit is detrimental to the entire school culture.

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 spark feelings of warmth and nostalgia. For me, it's a unfamiliar concept. Maybe because my years there were so different, or perhaps I simply haven't had the time to reflect. Whatever the reason, that phrase doesn't hold more info the same significance 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 feels familiar in the way many people describe.

Perhaps it's because I found my passions away from the traditional school setting. Or maybe it's because my memories are defined by specific 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 realm doesn't accept that I exude a different shade. They stare with curiosity as I show the fact of my nature. My blood is a sign of {somethingdifferent that they can't perceive. They label me as other, but I am simply unique.

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 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.
  • Maybe when I'm older

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.

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