It could be long post!
Well, I know that the priority of college is an education, and this is the only reason my parent would pay me for the skyrocketing tuition fees of University of California. However, I am also aware of the fact that social life would be main factor of a successful college life. I used to hear that college friend is the real friend; While you can still hang out with your high school friends one day, you would be totally different from who you were during high school. The college experience would fundamentally change you.
I am a shy Asian guy, an upcoming freshman at UCSB, and have just come back to my home from an orientation; It was not a pleasing experience. While most of those at orientation seemed already to form some groups, I did not. I was a kind of outcast, I guess. It does not mean I did not make any acqueitenance (Sorry for misspelling. English is not my first language, and I came to USA three years ago from Korea.) I followed my teacher’s recommendation, and it worked on some boys: Approach to strangers, ask them how it is going, and befriend in Instagram. I did, indeed. But as for girls, well, it was not working that much, I guess. They were generally nice to me, and still, it became awkward, probably because of the Instagram (I should have not done that, to be honest. It must be too fast to ask in the very first conversation.) Even there was one girl who unfollowed me right after the end of the orientation (This petty event could sound a lot, as long as that happens to an introvert person, like me…)
Now, I am afraid of not making any friends at college, and to my heart, of not enjoying my college four years…
The main problem, of which I am pretty aware, is that I do not know how to approach to people; I have been all like that throughout my life. I was the black sheep from my family; While no one has ever told me so, I can feel that. From the family where both parent graduate from the best university in Korea, seemingly moronic, needed son could not have any spot. I still remember that once I got one over ten in spelling test, and it shocked my mother to the point where she was crying over in front of me, babbling “What was wrong with me”…some kind of stuff like that. It was no good memories…
To worse, I think my lagging in an education made me look pretty stupid to my friends. I had never had friends until fourth grade, unless you can refer to TV as your friend. And even since then, the social life was agonized in my heart. In seventh grade, I was bullied by some jocks. It was not really long, around four months, nor was it that severe, no physical touch other than a bang on my back without reason. Still, it destroyed my personality, my life, and my whole self enough for me to think of suicide once. I do not forget until now that what they made fun of me; It was horrible.
I think this consecutive events finally imprisoned myself into comfort zone. I have not tried to make new friends, because I am afraid of making mistakes on them, because I am afraid of losing them. There were several my friends since seventh grade, with whom I hung out almost every week, but I did not make them as friends, they did me. Also, there were apparently a chunk of classmates who were mean to no one but me, though I was fine with that. You know there are always some people who are mean to you.
I cannot say I do not have friends. There were always several peers who would approach to me, some white girls, some white men, other asians…including all race. To be honest with you, I do not know still why they want to be friend with me. I am not handsome, I have since the baby considered myself as an ugly, wanky Asian guy.
The most frightening nightmare is that what if there is no one who wants to be friend with me? I somehow made several friends throughout middle school and high school, but what if not in college? I do not know how to approach to people. While I tried at the orientation my teacher’s advice, it did not work well. What should I do?
Also, I do not know how to treat women properly. There were some girls who were nice to me, said hello to me on the hall way, and seemed to want to get closer with me (They hug me, or they asked me to walk together.) However, they eventually turned on me. I do not know why, but probably, because I did not treat them well, so shy.
Girl: “My name, you cut your hair!” Me “…” just nodded. What should I say more? One time, several white girls came near to me, talking to me, but I just moved away from them. There was one girl who said “Bye, bye” in front of all members in cross country camp, but I just looked back once and left. She had kept saying ‘hi’ or something like that, and still, I just did not open my mouth, or just murmured back, “…hey…” I know it’s not nice; Nonetheless, I do not know how to fix my problems. I really want to change myself, but I found it incredibly hard…
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