The one thing you should know about me is that I am stubborn. Stubborn like you would not believe. My stubbornness has plagued my life since before I can even remember. That's the thing about being stubborn, you can't just let it go, you're way to stubborn for that. Even when I was in elementary school before you really got letter grades, we got conduct grades. I was a sweet child who always did as she was told. I received mostly "E" s for Excellent but at the end of that long row of "E" s would always be a big fat obnoxious "U" for Unsatisfactory, right next to the Accepts Criticism row. When my mother would question me about the "U" I would reply, "Why is she (the teacher) criticizing me in the first place? That's just mean!" To this day, that statement makes complete sense to me.