I am really tired of blogging about depression inducing stuff.

Who wants to watch Pan's Labyrinth with me? We really need to get out of our homework chair once in a while. Not that I have any homework chair. Nor am I doing any homework.

I don't even watch much television now. Much being the operative word lar.

Out of boredom (and the procrastinating spirit within me), I have come up with the pros and cons of being Year 5 at DHS.

Cons:
-Juniors hate us
-We are expected to behave like "seniors"
-We have lots of homework
-PE is now stressful
-We cannot use the new campus. Which we deserve to own! Nah, kidding. Sort of.
-If we flunk the A's (surreptitiously (don't mind me, I act smart one) touches wood), we DIE.
-The PE attire. YES.
-We cannot pon lectures. No matter how boring. Even the PW ones.
-If we don't do well for the A's (touches wood again), we disgrace, well, about everyone.
-Juniors hate us.

Pros:
-We are relatively anonymous once we take off our golden (or, in my case, once-golden) school badges, and can act like chao ah lians on MRTs without being judged as students from "good schools". Who makes the rules, anyway? Without identity, we can stick our heads out in front of th trains as many times as we want (though for what, I cannot answer), without any e-mail complains being sent to the principal. Anyway, that person was quite nosy. I mean, just let them get their heads smashed, probably would have upped their I.Q.


Okay, so there. Doesn't it make you feel cheered up already?