It's shocking to see how many students these days have absolutely zero school pride. They don't feel about their community, they don't get involved in programs, and they just seem indifferent. It's like they've lost sight of here what it means to be part of a team and cheer for their fellow students. This lack of enthusiasm is harmful to the entire school culture.

This Hat Isn't Right

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 match your needs.

Oh well, on to the next one!

My School Is Different

When I read 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 time there were so different, or perhaps I simply haven't had the time to look back. Whatever the reason, that phrase doesn't carry the same weight 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 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 world doesn't comprehend that I ooze a different shade. They stare with curiosity as I display the truth of my being. My life force is a symbol of {somethingelse that they can't grasp. They label 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 participating in lame competitions. Just let me learn and be

• My teachers/My friends/Even my family all think I'm weird/missing out/crazy, but whatever. Their enthusiasm is contagious.
• 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/ 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.