Today is the third week of second term.

First term ended during the start of September, and I can just write so much about it. I have fulfilled my duties as the class president, as well as my tasks as a student on scholarship. So far, I have stellar grades and a scintillating record as an officer. I am currently a Dean's Lister and an honor student.

The remaining months of first term have been rocky for me. I was constantly under pressure and I carried the burden of looking after my classmates and reminding them of the current requirements needed to be submitted. I can still recall those times I broke down while trying to study for a test because I just didn't know what to do anymore. I didn't know how to handle the stress since I was still testing the waters. My acquiescence was visible, and I was prepared to raise that white flag of resignation.

But it was not the end. Time management and symmetry were acquired. I learned how to segregate my problems and thoughts, which resulted to a good conduct, excellent grades, prosperous friendships, and a budding relationship with my boyfriend.

I'm on to my second term now, and my subjects and schedule are more arduous and burdensome. Sleepless nights due to excessive studying are part of my lifestyle now, as well as reading 3 chapters per subject in a day.

I would normally respond to all the stress and pressure in a belligerent manner, but I realized that you get nothing from your acrimonious remarks. I want to see the glass half full, so I'm done being impatient and negative all the time.

The second term has begun, but it doesn't really matter how you commence, but how you finish. College is indeed a survival of the fittest, and only the strong-willed live.

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