Yet, in what is nearly the end of my undergraduate experience I have gained a new outlook on those I have had so much respect for. However, it also seems that in maturity some of us have also learned impatience, chastisement, disrespect and how to be cheapshot artists. It hurts me when I think there might be a few people who I am supposed to respect that have no idea what the word means. With a heavy heart, many students, like myself, have realized at times sincerity with oneself is not rewarded as it should be. Many students have realized holding strong in their opinions will not be met with simple respect but instead it will be hit with the axe of intolerance.
College is a world of change, a world of ideas and sure as hell a world of different opinions.
It is the place where ideas, inventions and positions have and always will be formed. Life as an entity is the extreme. My life is not yours and my extreme is not your extreme. My experiences are not yours, and they are not my professors either. Sure, we will always encounter and experience something someone else can relate to, and in those cases their expertise is wanted, expected and appreciated.