When I got into Harvard, everyone started treating me differently and taking me more seriously. But I'm so much more than a Harvard student.

• When I got into Harvard last year, everyone started treating me differently.
• When my mother was mistaken for a server, I realized the problem with assigning labels to people.
• Though I'm grateful to be a Harvard student, I'm more than my intellect.

When the clock hit 7 p.m. on December 15, I transformed from a high schooler who doodled in class, didn't usually get the joke, and was growing out a questionable haircut to someone completely different — newer, smarter, better.

Just kidding.