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Thoughts on the start of the school year

 　　Time flies like an arrow, and a month-long holiday has passed just like that. The carefree life during the holiday is coming to an end, and everything seems like a fleeting dream. We're back in our familiar school, back in our bright and clean classrooms studying...

　　A new semester brings new beginnings. The second semester of junior high is crucial, with exams coming one after another, which makes me feel pressured. However, I must manage my stress appropriately and not let fear hold me back. The moment I arrived at school, I told myself, "I'll give it my all; I can only rely on myself."

　　On Monday morning, we had a themed activity, "Back to School, Talking About the Holiday," where everyone shared their experiences... Our group first discussed what we did during the Spring Festival. We said, "Even though we're so developed now, we're getting to know each other less and less. Mobile phones and the internet confine us to the virtual world, making us forget our loved ones." If we could, we'd love to go back to the past, to have a truly joyful world again.

　　Later, we talked about TV dramas, and I proudly declared, "I'm not watching dramas anymore!" I remember last semester there was a TV series called "The Princess Weiyoung" that really captivated me. I was late for school several Sundays, and I didn't want to turn it off. I even dreamed about the plot at night; I was practically obsessed! But in the end, it didn't really help. During winter break, my group recommended two shows, but the plots were similar to the ones I watched before—they were getting worse and worse. Plus, with all the pressure of studying now, I really didn't want to watch any more.

　　We chatted like this, and time flew by. Before we even finished talking, class was over. In the afternoon and evening, we had our winter break tests.

　　New semester, new look, a different me.

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