Zero School Pride
Zero School Pride
Blog Article
It's troubling to see how many students these days have completely zero school pride. They don't feel about their community, they don't engage in events, and they just seem uninterested. It's like they've disregarded what it means to be part of a community and support their fellow students. This lack of enthusiasm 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 fit just right.
Oh well, on to the next one!
Not My Alma Mater
When I see 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 time there were quite unique, or perhaps I simply haven't had the time to reflect. Whatever the reason, that more info phrase doesn't have the same meaning for me as it does for others.
It's not that I dislike my time at school. It was a period of growth, just not one that resonates in the way many people describe.
Perhaps it's because I found my passions beyond 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.
I Bleed Red
The realm doesn't understand that I ooze a different color. They watch with disgust as I show the truth of my nature. My blood is a symbol of {somethingelse that they can't grasp. They categorize me as alien, 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. 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.
- One day, I might understand
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/ 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.
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