<p>All my life, I have been at the top of my class and was considered to be "the smartest kid" who was beyond competition and comprehension. I have aspired to attend Harvard even before I knew how to multiply a two-digit number by another two-digit number, and I have worked towards becoming a lawyer ever since 2nd grade. Up till middle school, although I was never inherently athletic, attractive (whatever that means in 5th grade), or well-liked, I was deeply respected as an intelligent and superior individual, and if I never worked crazy super hard like many other Asian kids, I still always made at least a significant effort to excel both in my studies and my personal intelligence. </p>
<p>In 7th grade, my performance, which had always been superior, skyrocketed. I was praised massively by my teachers, as well as other students who noticed my work. I worked very hard in my 7th grade year, and while I was not the most popular, I always justified this by saying that I sacrificed my social life by working as hard as I could for the sake of academic success, and in turn invoke some great change or revolution when I became an adult. I began to believe that I could do anything if I worked as hard as I could. I worked harder than anyone, and that I was okay, because I was sure to become better than anyone as a direct result of my hard work.</p>
<p>In 8th grade, I moved, and my studies decreased again, and I ended up with one or two Bs. I concentrated mainly on making friends at my new school and combating my newfound depression. I did not work as hard as I had in 7th grade, because the other students in my class, while a few were recognized to be very smart, presented themselves to me as very, very stupid. I knew I could outperform them if I worked as hard as I did in 7th grade. I did not worry about bulking up anything extracurricular, and just played tennis as I had always had; time would come in high school to worry fully about college. Towards the end of 8th grade, I woke up, and decided to make again my transition to the hard-working student, this time for real, for the sake of my long-living ambitions for the ivy league, law school, and beyond. I took several classes over the summer to bulk up my freshman year course load.</p>
<p>As a freshman, I have been excelling in all of my classes, and earned the favor of most of my teachers, as a result of very much hard work. I am also self-studying two AP classes, participating dominantly in 4 clubs, and searching for volunteer opportunities. I am also working on a novel, and thinking about other ways to boost my extracurricular appeal towards highly selectively colleges like the HYP. I am also considerably popular, having made many friends during my 8th grade year. I am working as hard as I can at my studies, my sport, and my extracurriculars, and, even though I am not the number 1 most liked, or the most attractive, or the most athletic, I am the hardest working, and have thus received the esteem and respect of my fellow peers. Even though sometimes my happiness is negatively affected from all this work, I am satisfied in the long run perspective, because I am performing extremely well and I will most likely get accepted to a very nice college and eventually make a change in the world during my adulthood. It is a perfect emotional system. My deficiencies in free time and fun are mentally justified by my inevitable success and ultimate superiority, all as a result of my very hard, humble work. The only way to make a distinction from myself and the rest of humanity is my effort. My meaning to live is built solely on my notion of hardwork.</p>
<p>Unfortunately, this year, in running for class president, another candidate, will most likely win. The election results have not arrived, but I am trying my best to force myself to assume she will win, as she most likely will. She is extremely popular, and supposedly intelligent, (although I cannot say for sure, since I do not personally know her yet.) She is from a different middle school filtering into our high school, and she is regarded as more or less of a perfect goddess. She is considered to be intellectually and academically amazing, and is also popular in the stereotypical high-school-clique sense. I am not sure how smart she actually is, but given the amount of parties she posts pictures of on instagram, she clearly has very little time to work as hard as I do. But the biggest thing is that she is involved in the student government association for our entire county, which I have not even heard of up until this point, but apparently she holds a very prestigious leadership title, among a leadership board of all seniors. Everybody knows this, and thinks she's inherently perfect and even over-qualified to hold a title as "low" as class president. I had just moved in 8th grade, and I was given no real opportunity or awareness of such things.</p>
<p>She will most likely win the election, and also win all following elections in the high school years to come, for progressively more important and thus college-impacting positions, on basis of her previous election, as well as her involvement and success in the county-wide student council. Given that my entire premise for satisfaction of life as well as existence rests solely on my hard work and resulting superior success, my entire philosophy is bulldozed by this girl's existence, who clearly is coasting by on the great things in life, enjoying widespread popularity, and will also win this election, and all elections to come. In normal circumstances, I would simply work harder to attain my own superiority and essentially use my rival's success as a motivation tool, but in this case no amount of hard work will actually allow me to overcome her popularity, and her early success with leadership position. She will most certainly use her popularity and her position to her advantage, and she will be met continuous student government success. While this does not necessarily destroy my chances for HYP, it does certainly impair them significantly, since she will constantly be topping my performance, at least in terms of being elected, and no amount of my hard work will be able to change this. Furthermore, my windows for future opportunities will be narrowed, if another student is holding the most esteem adulation of the class; All opportunity will either go to her by default, or split between us. Of course, my chances for HYP are barely affected from the big picture perspective, and I can always distinguish myself to the admissions board via another means than class prez (although I had really been counting on winning this class prez position for years). But, more importantly, her entire existence lie contrary to the justification behind my own existence, my own hard work, and my own happiness. She is showing herself to be far more superior to me in a category of which value I place significantly high regard, and she is doing it with far less hard work, far more popularity, happiness, and free time than me, and she is thus tearing apart all my self-justification for living, and all my self-justification for any imperfection. And she is doing this all the while significantly impairing my chances of the biggest dream and aspiration of my life, HYP. </p>
<p>I know this might sound really petty and stupid, but I've built my entire life on this notion of my hard work, and this girl is tearing it all apart, without proving me the means to fight back. I really need the input of my fellow ccers, because you guys are the smartest folks I've ever really met. This situation is poison to me. I have no longer reason to work hard-- my entire work-hard thinking has been completely dismantled. I know I sound morally repulsive and selfish and childish, but my feelings are real. I feel like I'm going crazy and I don't know what to do.</p>