Hello all.
Returned home a few weeks ago after wrapping up my first year at Berkeley as an EECS major: an experience that was at once humbling, reflecting, and enlightening. I wrapped up the year with a GPA that met my adjusted expectations (still waiting on a final grade), joined IEEE-HKN (the honor society for the world’s largest association of technical professionals), attended a hackathon for the first time (although I didn’t build much, to be honest), and worked an IT job for one of the school’s research centers. After this week, I’ll start working a summer internship at a company in my home town.
If I’m honest with myself, though, it wasn’t so much the engineering and extracurricular stuff that really defined my experience at Berkeley. Nor was it the (too much, to be honest) time I whittled away in my dorm drinking tea, catching up with my peers on American TV (blew through Breaking Bad, Better Call Saul, and House of Cards within a few months), or simply browsing the web.
Rather, it was the little things: the kind of stories that I’d tell my roommate, my father, or my friends from back home:
The time I greeted someone using my Duolingo-tier Russian at the hackathon and was mistaken for Kazazh,
When I helped a classmate with the CS text editor and barebones Google Maps projects and had a chat in Spanish,
Having lunch at an El Salvadoran restaurant with my boss for the first and last time to see him off,
Making quite a few Benjamins helping a Chinese international student write her application essays (pretty sure I’m one of the only engineering majors here who’s made any coin in that line of work),
Getting into debates (some of which turned very hot) over being one of the only Donald Trump supporters on campus,
Celebrating my first birthday away from home over at the apartment of a friend whom I’ve known for half a decade,
And a thousand other little anecdotal vignettes that colored my freshman year more than any club or organization did, to be honest.
A year ago my family and I were struggling very hard on making the decision between Amherst and Berkeley, even with the significant financial burden of the former. After that year, I believe I made the right choice in coming here: the Bay Area suits me a thousand times more than the People’s Republic of Amherst.
But, after having that same year to mull over the whole applications rat race (particularly those agonizingly futile thoughts of “Where would I be instead right now if I’d just…” right before midterms and project deadlines), I believe that I could’ve changed my fate (or at least improved my chances thereof) with the following three steps.
I hope that they will help anyone else who finds themselves at the same crossroads that I was.
- Focused my Common App and UC essay around a completely different topic.
Though I still think my novel was one of my most valuable experiences both as a student and a writer, I believe that the admissions officers considered the entire thing a well-drafted last-minute outline and dismissed it as a fraud: especially considering how I did not (and, admittedly, do not) have it published. It was a major miscalculation on my part.
Instead, I would have focused it around my experience in NJROTC: not just my time behind the air rifle, but in dealing with the rest of the team as the only Marksmanship member not in the full class. Coming from a little bubble of AP class-spamming students, playing a smaller sport, travelling to high schools and parts of San Diego I’d never been to before, and getting a taste of the military rather than the academic mindset would have made an excellent essay.
- Slashed my extracurricular list to just 3-4 activities.
In hindsight, stuff like Science Olympiad, Orchestra, or Chinese club were things that I’d only dabbled in, abhorred doing, or both. Putting them there probably hurt my overall portrait as a whole. Focusing it on just cybersecurity/IT, Academic League, and Marksmanship would’ve made me a much more focused and (though I abhor this word too) “pointy” candidate.
- Explicitly stating that I'm not a "cookie-cutter Asian male"
I did so in my Amherst supplementary essay and believe that that was what got me in. Had I done so (and provided evidence such as Marksmanship and debate, perhaps writing it in context of my cultural background), I probably would’ve turned a couple heads and moved my application to the acceptance rather than the waitlist or rejection pile.