Since this quoted post had a nontrivial amount of traction, I am going to tell another story from this chapter of my life in college. While the post I quote tweeted can seem like a linear life path, I am open about the fact is not all sunshine and roses; there was plenty of struggle. And I empathize with people who have struggled.
My “liberal arts” development was probably one of the most unusual of American college students. When I was 18 years old, in 2022, I took what I thought at the time was a huge gamble: to go to Switzerland, on exchange at EPFL as a computer science student in my last year of undergrad, as a fresh young adult. I basically was forgoing recruiting and gunning for Big Tech internships because I wanted to explore the world.
I learned immensely during this time. I visited 13 countries, and was hopping between hostels, train stations, churches, museums, and town squares. I learned so much just by being in unfamiliar places, seeing people who lived very different lives as I did. While on exchange, I met students from at least 50 countries. Another more anti-establishment part of my heart was also developing, knowing how much American universities charge for liberal arts courses but not rigorously educating its students on style, rhetoric, or interpersonal skills.
I have never been to Switzerland before then. The only thing I knew about the country was that it spoke three languages, German, French and Italian, and that it is really, really expensive. My best way of putting it is, I was very glad I went, it was an extremely formative chapter of my life, however I definitely would have enjoyed it a lot more and been a lot happier if I went at 20, 21, or 22 on exchange.
I was intellectually and socially mature enough to do fine over there. But spiritually and emotionally I had some to catch up. For much of my time there, I had a language barrier. People in Lausanne spoke French. It was only towards the end of the exchange, after December, especially during the January exam period, that I finally learned and practiced enough French to be able to speak it conversationally compared to the meager public school French I studied.
At the time, I also applied to CS PhD programs at around a dozen of universities. I treated PhD applications like undergrad apps and I was NOT knowing what I was getting into. My statements of purposes (SoPs) were unfocused and aimless. And I eventually was rejected by all of them. To this day, I do not regret applying, because I found out it was not the right path in life for me.
The social environment was also very different. EPFL was much more academically “gloomy intense” than UIUC. My fellow exchange students were all at least 21-22, often 24-26, while I struggled with relating to the younger undergrad students speaking mostly in French. I was away from my happy, easygoing friends at UIUC. So, my least favorite part of going on exchange, easily, was the loneliness. And it says a lot, because I remembered being super broke at the time, I had to get creative to save money, but it never bothered me as much as being lonely.
However, it was not a horrible time, otherwise I could not have remembered it so fondly. I made friends with a few exchange students and Swiss classmates. And I also saw many places that left deep impressions on me. I learned what it meant to just trust people. People who were kind and honest made my time there a lot happier, and below I’ll show some pictures of places I visited where I really trusted people.
📍Slovakia
📍Kraków, Poland
📍Ticino, Switzerland
📍Zürich Christmas night market
When I was 17, I applied to 26 universities in the United States. I got rejected by 20, waitlisted by 3, and admitted by 3. My best offer, which to this day I am still grateful for, was UIUC.
I looked at the UIUC curriculum and found out I could speedrun the class and finish my undergrad in just four semesters. I used my AP/IB credits, overloaded some semesters, tested out of some, took summer classes, transferred general education classes from community college, and decided to go to EPFL in August 2022 to finish my last semester of undergrad there. I graduated from UIUC at 19 in May 2023.
I did this partially to save on the tuition my parents have to pay. But also because I don’t want to put off life experiences. Even if I enjoyed school, and student life, if not I wouldn’t have finished my master’s at 21 two years later, I didn’t want to spend immense amounts of time stuck in the same intro classes where I already know the knowledge. I think, with a little bit of planning and ingenuity, you don’t have to put a pause on valuable life experiences, such as solo travel while I was abroad in Switzerland at EPFL.
Here were some of my EPFL “integration week” photos around mid-September 2022, a week and a half before school started.