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5.45.80.218:valid:Content Nonsensical, Duplicate Survey, High Vulgarity, High Grammatical Error, Probably Admissions, Content Useless, Malicious Intent/Faked, SPAM, :1
5.45.80.218:valid:Content Nonsensical, Duplicate Survey, High Vulgarity, High Grammati

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I loved my time at Concord. My time really was too short but I crammed in every great experience that I could manage. I would say that I could have an easier time of things than some people since I was a Presidential Scholar. That meant that my tuition was taken care of, which I know many of my friends who were paying their own way or who were under strict financial and activity constraints by their parents struggled over at times. On the other hand, I also felt an obligation to make the most of the school and alumni's investment in me and I was required to keep a higher GPA. Concord, like many colleges but more than most, is your "own" experience. Life Lesson: you get what you put in. No one could ever proclaim to be "bored" at a college. Go find yourself and find something to do, someone to meet, somewhere to explore, or of all things study and learn. The things that some people complain about, are quirky things that make great memories for others. The "book education" I gained at Concord was not the key to my growth and development there. I was prepared with knowledge that I needed to pass tests and probably be a little more dangerous at trivia. But what you really want from a Liberal Arts school is to expand your mind and learn how to think. Concord did that for me. I opened my horizons to fields that I had shrugged off in the past, became more interested in politics, took part in politics through the SGA, gained confidence as a speaker and writer, and had my small world view of religion, morality, values, sex, and government challenged and came out the better for it. I went Greek, danced on stage, fell in love with my wife, became a NCAA Div II athlete, competed in intramurals, meet people from about a dozen different countries, traveled to New York, Boston, Williamsburg, and then spent a semester abroad in the Czech Republic, England, Turkey, Germany, and Austria all primarily at the school's expense. It was special and maybe different for me but I know that even for the nights when I wished for something a little different and strolled the safe and beautiful campus at 3am so I could sit on the roofs and lay in the middle of the football field like I owned the place; I always felt at home, safe, and like a part of a community that familiar, interesting, exciting, funny, and totally imperfect.