It's troubling to see how many students these days have absolutely zero school pride. They don't bother about their school, they don't get involved in activities, and they just seem apathetic. It's like they've disregarded what it means to be part of a group and believe in their fellow students. This lack of spirit is negative to the entire school environment.

This Hat Isn't Right

Man, this cap just won't cooperate! I'm struggling 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!

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 so different, or perhaps I simply haven't had the time to look back. Whatever the reason, that phrase doesn't hold the same meaning for me as it does for others.

It's not that I haven't appreciated my time at school. It was a time of learning, just not one that sticks with me in the way many people describe.

Perhaps it's because I discovered my passions outside 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 world doesn't comprehend that I ooze a different color. They stare with disgust as I show the fact of my nature. My life force is a sign of {somethingdifferent that they can't grasp. They categorize me as alien, 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 chanting slogans. Just let me learn and be

• My teachers/My friends/Even my family all think I'm weird/missing out/crazy, but whatever. They can keep their traditions.
• Maybe when I'm older

My Eyes Are On The Prize (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/ website 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.