Can We Guess What Kind Of Kid You Were Based On Your School Lunch?

You were so freakin' cool. All the other kids watched you prepare your tiny pizza with serious envy. During recess, you either played kickball or jump rope with all your friends (you had a lot of them). You were a star athlete in gym and although you weren't exactly the teacher's pet, you generally got good grades. 

Your mom was super involved in the PTA and was at every class party. When you weren't eating your Lunchables, your mom was probably dropping into lunch to treat you and your friends to pizza. Also, you wore Tommy Hilfiger and were probably very good at Yo-Yoing.

Not only were you the lunchtime mooch, you were also the kid borrowing mechanical pencils and never returning them. You knew exactly who always had tons of funds on their card and who had a whole pencil bag full of glue sticks, colored pencils and markers for you to "borrow." 

It wasn't like you were poor, you were just lazy and didn't ask your mom for a couple bucks for supplies. You also mooched answers to your homework 10 minutes before it was due. It's like you've grown up to be a real couch potato. 

You LOADED UP like an NFL player at lunch. Not only did you get two full meals, you also got TWO milks, french fries and a cookie—you know, the works. If it was Bosco Stick Day, FORGET IT. Everyone tried to rush the line before you bought all the coveted cheesy breadsticks out. 

You flew pretty under the radar at school. You socialized, but weren't especially smart, or bad or interesting. Sorry to say, but you were like the filler kids we've all pretty much forgotten about now. However, Nurse Leal remembers you well, because you faked sick every other day, laying on her uncomfortable couch/bed, suffering from a soar-throat, tummy-ache, headache trifecta.

Whatever was in the brown paper bag, it was going to be something embarrassing and weird. Casserole from last night's dinner? Weird. A thermos of literally anything? Weird. Anything wrapped in foil? Weird. You were a good kid a little nerdy, and very good at your "times tables," but you didn't eat alone. You were probably an animal enthusiast (all of your folders had pictures of kitty cats on them) and during recess, you and your nerd-herd hung out on the playground under the bridge and searched for arrowheads. 

You had unlimited school lunch allowance— either that, or you were on the reduce meal plan. Regardless, you were pretty generous with your card and never worried about the money (even if your parents weren't especially rich). You guys were the Moocher Kid's target. 

You were a step below the Lunchable kids, but probably sat together. You had a lot of siblings and your parents were too overwhelmed to fuss with making your meal. For your drink choice, you got chocolate milk every day (the only one that didn't taste like the paper carton). You were a latchkey kid and missed school at least once a month.

You were different than sack lunch kid. Your lunch came in a clean and brightly colored lunch box. Along with your perfect sandwich with the crust cut off, you also had Wheat Thins, an apple and either carrots or celery sticks. The perfectly balanced lunch, for the perfect kid. 

Your teacher loved you so much, they practically had wet dreams about you. You were in the advanced reading group and the first to be able to write in ink pen, because your cursive penmanship was so superb. Your mom picked you up from school every day. Lucky.

You were a real oddball, buddy. You went a little overboard on the condiments, usually mixing your ranch and hot sauce—heavy on the ranch. Even as kid, you experimented with the hard stuff, like seasoned salt. You put ketchup on unnecessary things, like pizza. 

You and your friends talked about poop way too much and you did weird bathroom stuff, like pee on the wall. You made way too many armpit fart noises and were a real pain in the rump to the teacher. It's very likely in your later education, you dabbled in theater.