I don’t think that there’s one real definition or perception of school. Just ask people who actually go there every day. I took this completely reliable, actually fielded survey of people to see how they define or perceive “school” in their own little reality. No, it’s not technically reliable or fielded. But you can trust it to be 100% true anyway. Be sure to comment your favorite, and add your own!
The High IQ: School is fun because you get to learn!
The Double Stomach: It’s alright, but we only get twenty minutes for lunch.
The Average Kid: I don’t know.
The Sans-Washing Machine: It’s hard because you can’t wear the same thing twice in a month.
The Loner: I don’t go to classes because I hide in bathrooms, so I wouldn’t know what school is really like.
The Labeler: My friends and I judge people all day, so school is like watching TV.
The Pet: All the teachers love me, so.
The Baller: I just try to get above a 2.0 so I don’t get kicked off the team.
The Stereotype: I live up to everyone’s expectations of who I should be, so I’m good.
The Yoda: Intellectual, I am.
The Texter: i NORM. txt n scool so idk.
The Homework: “What about the homework?”
The Shhh: “Shut up, I didn’t do the homework.”
The Note-Taker: I actually study for tests and get A’s on them.
The Phone Camera: I take photos of everyone’s completed homework.
The Liar: Whenever someone asks me if I did something wrong, I just say “no”.
The Darting Eye: I’m usually the first one to glance at the door when someone walks in. It’s a good distraction from doing real work.
The Pencil Sharpener: Whenever it’s too quiet, I just go sharpen my pencil.
The Girl Wearing a Tutu: I’m in Student Council.
The Matching Outfit-er: I’m in Dance.
The Pink Hair: The school needed some pizzazz. The pizzazz has been delivered.
The Hipster: I’m cool in school.
The Enthusiast: I love math, so I like going to school!
The After-Schooler: I hate school but staying after is chill.
The Vending Machine Guard: I come for the Rice Krispies.
The PE Slacker: I don’t want to sweat so I pretend to run. It’s kind of hard, but it gets easier to fake. Like coach says, “practice makes perfect”!
The Lost Freshman: I feel short when I go to school.
The Arrogant Senior: Freshman are stupid.
The Realist: This thing is gonna last like only four years, so no big deal.
The Maybe: I might do this homework, maybe not.
The Bus Boombox: Every day on the bus I try to yell louder than I did the day before.
The Earbud Kid: What did you say?
The Jogger: I prefer sprinting to class even when I’m not late.
The Selective Everything: I never really know what’s happening in school.
The Lunch Master: I spend more time packing lunch than doing homework.
The Copy Machine: Other people’s finished work is basically what my diploma looks like.
The Cheat Sheet: I hope the guy next to me knows what he’s doing.
The Money Tree: Yeah, my dad gave me fifty bucks for lunch today.
The Rich Free Luncher: I’m getting free lunch and a ten dollar pizza, can I buy anyone else something for eighty bucks? Oh, you like my sweater? I just bought it for two grand.
The Nerd: I don’t even wear glasses or have braces.
The Four Eyes: Just because I wear glasses doesn’t mean I’m going to do your homework for you.
The Magnet Bully: For some reason I’m a total jerk but everyone loves me.
The Unlikely A-Plus-er: I got an A and everyone turned to ask who I was.
The Slow Walker: I walk so slow it looks like everyone else is flying.
The Trampled 3’8: I spend more time on the floor with shoes in my face than I do walking in the hallway.
The Mission Impossible: I’ve tried eight times to leave campus for lunch over the past month. I got tackled every time.
The Five Foot Ditch: I ditch art because it’s too easy.
The Speedster: I don’t get why other kids take more than five minutes to complete a 100 word quiz. Geez.
The Missed-Shooter: I like throwing my trash away from across the room. I need to work on my half-courts.
The Surprised Failure: I didn’t really work at all this year, but can you believe I failed all my classes!
The Brag Queen: What did you get? I got a 110%. And a smiley face.
The Bus Chaser: I’m always exactly one minute late to the bus, so I gotta run it.
The Dress Coder: I know I’m not supposed to wear flip flops. I do anyway.
The Pencil-less: Can I borrow a pencil?
The Forgetful Pencil-less: I never give borrowed pencils back.
The Tape-User: I always use the last piece of someone elses’ tape roll.
The High Highlighter: I accidentally always highlight the whole page.
The Silent Read-Aloud-er: I whisper when the teacher says to read aloud.
The Wannabe: I think I’m good at everything, but I actually suck.
The Apparent-Non-Smoker: Anyone have any gum?
The Linebacker: I see people cut in line and yell at them to go back.
The Linechopper: I cut in line every time I see a line to cut.
The Double Teacher: I correct my teacher and she doesn’t mind because she has a PhD in science, not “shut up, kid”.
The Hand-Raiser: I think I have a disease in my arm now, ‘cos I’ve been waving it for like the past six hours.
The Wildly Uninformed: Wait, what, we have a test today? What? Why? What’s it on? Did you study? Can I have your notes? How many points is it? Can we re-take it? What?
The Cruiser: I actually do my work and have time to chill. Oh yeah.
The Controversy Kid: “Did you see Trump on Fox last night?”
The Seat Thief: I take about seventy chairs before any of my friends even arrive. We use like seven of them.
The Perpetually Absent: I miss every other day of school ‘cos I feel like it.
The Complainer: I somehow always have twice the workload as everyone else around me, so I can complain all the time in front of them.
The One-Kid: The teacher sees my opposition and changes the whole plan of not having homework.
The Class Backer: I like sitting in the back. I become somehow magically invisible to the teacher.
The Front Desker: My seat is always the center of the first row because I can.
The Volunteer: I never know the answer but I raise my hand anyway.
The Backpack Attacker: My backpack is so full and wide that when I turn, I knock down everyone in my path like a line-up of dominoes.
The Teachers: Why did I want this job?