However there's no way I can skip school, so here I am, sitting right in front of my computer, reminiscing about the happy winter break time and complaining about the upcoming school days. 

  

   There are more to done than anticipated. First, there's this biology Olympiad competition. My mom has not stopped nagging about me getting a ground-breaking prize in the science Olympiad since high school started, and for some reasons I just didn't manage it. I never felt too much about either chemistry or biology. I chose the former because it was the easiest among three science subjects offered in middle school, and I chose the latter because a teacher I liked very much taught the biology Olympiad class, and when she no longer tutored the class, my progress in biology stopped as well. 

   However, I was somehow talked into working hard for something in biology, either because I was aware that there wasn't much time left for me to leave some honorable memories of high school, or because my name was never mentioned in the school conference in relation to any science awards, which was absolutely a shame for a student in the science Olympiad class like me. 

   Anyway, I decided to give a shot in the upcoming biology competition. I am very likely to get nothing, about that I need to be clear, but I believe it's worth the time to read all those books, since I really want to take AP biology; it can be seen as a preview for more advanced high school or even college courses. 

   Chemistry is a doomed creature. I haven't touched my chemistry homework for the winter break yet; somehow I just do not feel the "click" between chemistry and me. I do believe that it's because I have never dedicated too much hard work to the subject; if some day I fall for the subject, I might spend much more time on it and the result might be more cheerful. 

   As to other subjects, I really look forward to learning new things, especially maths and physics. I never did well in physics exams, never, but somehow the results never stopped me from loving this subject. For  a long time I thought it was because I had an awesome physics teacher, but long after that teacher was replaced by another dull and boring one, my passion for the subject was hardly affected. I do not regret my decision of choosing chemistry, though, since the competition will be much more fierce and drastic if I chose physics in the first place. 

   I gradually fell for maths because I started to do well in the maths exams, especially in important ones like midterms and finals. Maths was no longer the subject that dragged me out of the top positions; it, believe it or not, helped me get higher ranks in most of the circumstances. Our maths teacher is also an amiable and funny man. He helped me a lot during my application, and as a way of showing my gratitude, I also focused attentively during the class as not to disappoint him. Sometimes the classes themselves could be really boring, but progress in maths was easy to detect once I got my hands into solving problems. The sense of achievement pushed me to work even harder in this subject. 

   Other liberal arts subjects remain as interests, rather than burden, and they always help me with my final ranks in important exams. My interest in politics always stands, no matter how dreadful our textbook and lessons could be. 

   Concluding from the above paragraphs, I should have every reason to LOVE the new term instead of HATING it. But it really freaks me out when my parents keep nagging about me getting this and getting that. Well my mom is now out of sight, so she won't have the chance to do so. But my dad now succeeds her, and it's definitely annoying to hear him talking about what I should do. I

   It's my life. I should be the one to decide whether I want to have any award or accomplishment in certain areas. Sometimes they are saying "you are sixteen years old and you should be responsible" in order to induce me to do something; other times they totally ignore the fact that I'm already sixteen and they want to decide everything for me like I'm still a two-year-old. It's absolutely vexing. 

   As for things I look forward to, the first must be March 10th. I wouldn't say how much confidence I have in myself, but for now, things all look pretty good. And another thing is the Harvard Model United Nations right after the decision and the CIEE interviews. I really want to get a best delegate award in this conference, and I really do believe that I have the ability to do so. 

   That's basically what I want to say at the start of a new school term. I can't stop it from happening, so I guess I have to learn to accept it (another cliche adamant of which I'm constantly reminded by my mom).

   All for today. 

   See you all very soon.