Hi guys,
Its been a while since I’ve used this platform. The layout looks really different–a lot less Navy Blue.
I wanted to say that first and foremost, I’m doing very well right now. I have a lot of things going on for me and I am moving up in life.
Secondly, I’m inspired to write this because I’ve noticed a couple of Duke social life threads popping up and I was shocked at how I could relate to them. I wanted to take this space to explain how I too felt very badly about my time at Duke. My college years were far from partying and anything fun.
I should rewind and explain that I came from a relatively wealthy part of California, the Bay Area. Our culture is so different from the norm that it is very easy to get lost in our own world. I’m Asian. I grew up here and had never been to the East Coast. My dream school was Stanford, and I would absolutely not settle for Berkeley. I applied to a couple of East Coast schools just to see how things would turn out.
I got rejected from Stanford when time came. But I eventually had to make a choice between UC Berkeley and Duke while UCLA was a runner up. My ego wanted Stanford or something resembling it. So for that wrong reason I chose Duke. I remember visiting for orientation, and if I were to be true to myself, I didn’t like Duke’s vibe at all. But I chose it anyway to appease my ego.
This was the start of my negative experiences at Duke. I’ll list most of them in chronological order:
Freshman Year:
- I didn’t understand the social hierarchy or the general student body. I had actually never seen so many white people who looked wealthy (are they?) congregate as my classmates. These people were tall and athletic which intimidated me. I was used to dealing with short and predominantly Asian people mostly from the middle-upper middle class. Even the popular kids in my High School liked anime.
- I didn’t realize many of my classmates engaged in dirty rushing and made their moves to move with fraternities (read: Guys that control the social life at Duke). I was struggling to finish my Chemistry and EGR homework.
- I didn’t know how to make friends. I came from a high school where being socially awkward was normal and accepted. I received a massive slap in the face when I got banned from attending a rush event at KappaSigma with my “friends” from my dorm because I wasn’t cool enough.
- My friends eventually joined said fraternity and actively stopped hanging out with me. This was traumatic.
Sophomore Year:
- Didn’t have any friends to hang out with. I tried making some, but we’d just be acquaintances. I was too needy even though I had good intentions.
- Failed 2 classes.
- Couldn’t rush and SLG Mirecourt and Maxwell had rejected me. Had a very bad experience with Wayne Manor.
Sophomore Summer:
Things started to look great here. This was the best time I had at Duke hands down
- Started working out. Found a great workout buddy/mentor
- Made some great friends
- Got a campus programming job
I’ll fast forward to the end of Senior year and then make sense of all these events:
- Still had trouble making friends as some graduated. My workout buddy got a girlfriend
- Got laid off from the campus job
- Developed an auto-immune disease called Ulcerative Colitis. It was very bad for me. I seriously thought of taking a gap semester.
- No internship experience. ~2.8 GPA
- Still a virgin
- Losing hair on my head
- Stayed in on Weekends because unless you were in Greek life, there’s nothing but Shooters going on. The sad effects of social suicide.
I never went to a single Cameron Crazy basket ball game because I didn’t care.
As you can tell I did not have the best experiences. At all. I remember being so angry at everything and blamed Duke for a lot of my problems. I had wished I had better counsellors or a better student body that was not so Greek. I hated Greek life so much because these guys had everything I didn’t from a community, to academics, to health, to the social stuff like dating and parties.
In short, the real truth is that I was the problem. I can’t explain why/how I fully internalize this today, but I’ve gained a significant amount of social and mental experiences since graduation. My experience at Duke slapped my face as a catalyst. I don’t wish my experiences on to anyone else, but I feel grateful to have experienced them. I’m much better prepared today at my job and life, and I’ve learned how the social game works so that I don’t miss opportunities as badly as I did at Duke.
Duke was not all bad and that includes the student body too. I’ve met so many smart and driven people here, and they’ve all inspired me. Things would’ve been great if I was more mature and prepared. I remember I had many opportunities that I squandered. I could’ve had a girlfriend in college too. There were plenty of women that showed interest. Even the ones from Kappa Kappa Gamma and other of those top sororities showed interest in me, but I just didn’t take action.
And I can’t fully blame myself too. At the end of the day, it is what it is. I feel I could’ve handled things better if I had gotten better perspective. Common ways to do this is to travel and read a lot of books. Standup comedy, public speaking, and putting yourself in such situations that encourage growth help tremendously. I honestly wish I took a year off before attending Duke and focussed on myself.
I guess I wrote this out to show that I had it very bad, but I survived and came out really successful. I’m working at a Fortune 500 company earning well over six figures and I’ve been with 6 different girls since graduation I don’t blame Duke at all for my college experience. It’s definitely not an easy journey, but I would definitely do it all over again, especially with my current knowledge.