About Me Anonymous

My middle school was a mess. Not in the sense that we had students crying, teachers screaming or chalk flying everywhere, but rampant homework copying and dozing in class raged all over the campus. It was just a place where learning was not cool. Students sick of spoon-fed lectures lived just for the moment when the dismissal bell rang - and I was part of that.

Then I came to Exeter. It was the turning point of my life. I came here for Japanese, and I found so much more. I discovered that I am not the only one on earth who will go as far as reading a particularly engrossing chapter in the shower. I made friends who regard a 45-minute walk to a supermarket on a snowy Sunday morning as a good topic for an English paper. Exonians are so genuinely passionate about learning that they stimulate my buried hunger for it. Put three Exonians together on a Saturday night and you get a parametric Mickey Mouse on your TI-89; we actually had fun refining the curves of its tail. Wearing a neon-green Chemistry 319 T-shirt might sound nerdy at first, but definitely not after a Harkness discussion with original ideas pouring forth, when the pieces start to fall into place. Nowhere else do I get the chance to debate about Brave New World with my...