I sit in my dorm room once again. It is the night before classes start for the second semester. I had a nice break, but still feel apprehensive about starting up again. Whenever I thought about school over break, negative memories came to mind. I remembered the lonely, tiered, homesick and stressed times. I had plenty of wonderful times too, but those memories were not sticking for some reason. When people at home asked me how college was, I would respond with an enthusiastic, “Great!” But I was lying. College is hard, much harder than I expected. I pray this coming semester is filled with more joyful memories, and that when summer comes around, I will recall those memories more easily than the bad ones. I pray for myself, and I pray for others who feel the same way but have trouble admitting it.