We were all kids once. We are still the same people we were back then, no matter how much our personalities, capabilities, and preferences have changed.

Recently, a few young Wash. U. gentlemen have decided to share with me that my personality is flawed (I might have been asking for it, but this is my article, and I don’t need to tell all sides of the story.). Initially, I was incredibly offended and wanted to change all twenty flaws that one particular fellow dropped on me in the DUC. I soon realized these men only know a small morsel of the person that I am because they have not yet earned the privilege to get to know me on a deeper level.