It's shocking to see how many students these days have absolutely zero school pride. They don't care about their school, they don't participate in programs, and they just seem indifferent. It's like they've forgotten what it means to be part of a group and cheer for their fellow students. This lack of passion is negative to the entire school environment.

This Cap Doesn't Fit

Man, this cap just won't cooperate! I've tried to adjust it, but it still feels small. 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!

Not My Alma Mater

When I hear 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 distant concept. Maybe because my years there were not like others, or perhaps I simply haven't had the time to reminisce. 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 valuable chapter, just not one that resonates 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 more focused on 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 Bleed Red

The society doesn't accept that I bleed a different hue. They watch with curiosity as I reveal the fact of my existence. My essence is a symbol of {somethingelse that they can't grasp. They categorize me as other, 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 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 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

Just Here for the Snacks

Let's website 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 cookies any day! I totally prioritize/live for/am here for those snacks/ goodies/ bites that make a gathering/ hangout/ party truly unforgettable.