It's shocking to see how many students these days have totally zero school pride. They don't bother about their institute, they website don't engage 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 support their fellow students. This lack of spirit is negative to the entire school atmosphere.

This Beanie Is Off

Man, this cap just won't cooperate! I've tried 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 hear the words "alma mater|my old school|the place where I learned}", it doesn't evoke feelings of warmth and nostalgia. For me, it's a unfamiliar 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 hold the same weight 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 feels familiar 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 more focused on 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 world doesn't accept that I bleed a different color. They glare with curiosity as I display the fact of my being. My life force is a symbol of {somethingelse that they can't grasp. They label me as abnormal, but I am simply different.

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 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. They can keep their traditions.
• One day, I might understand

Just Here for the 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 pizza rolls any day! I totally prioritize/live for/am here for those snacks/ goodies/ bites that make a gathering/ hangout/ party truly unforgettable.