Submission Number: 87
Submission ID: 409
Submission UUID: e98fd1b3-a6a4-4a3e-8d36-d59b38e53a3d

Created: Wed, 05/12/2021 - 08:38
Completed: Wed, 05/12/2021 - 08:38
Changed: Mon, 05/05/2025 - 13:00

Remote IP address: 166.113.16.20
Submitted by:Anonymous
Language: English

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Shi
Park
he/him
Greenwood Village
CO
United States
80111
Aerospace Engineering
English (5), Korean (4)
I hurtled through the tunnels of the airport, frantically trying to catch a flight that had already left. I’m rather under-qualified for this, I think with a twinge of annoyance. As a sixteen-year-old traveling alone for the first time ever, the thirty-five day backpacking trip had already come to a halt. My parents had really thrown me into the deep end of the pool, and it’s either sink or swim.
Four hours of customer service later, I think I may be sinking more than swimming as I try to balance stress with the already overwhelming fear of the upcoming trip. I could not quell the racing thoughts of worry through my head. Will I get lost? What if I can’t find my way? How will I manage?
I shook my head. I wanted this.
Maybe you’ll get a new perspective, my dad had told me. Maybe you’ll find your true self.
London was a breath of fresh air and I found myself becoming excited. The hostel I had reserved looked run down; the broken shutters hung and swayed like tree branches and the windows looked cracked, and I felt my positive attitude wilting -- is this even safe? It was a struggle to adjust. With no experience in budgeting, I spent way too much before I quickly realized how quickly my funds were depleting. I planned and stuck to a budget designed to last me the rest of the trip, that included only two meals a day. It was also unexpectedly lonely, as I had grown used to the comfort of my everyday friends and family. Being alone meant I had to learn that the only person I need validation from is myself.
I took an underwater train that spanned from London to Paris, and from there, the language barrier became apparent. I had trouble buying a ticket because I could not speak or understand the language - and they could not understand me. It frustrated me so much, and I felt more out of place than I ever had. I did not know how to get to my hostel, and my poor French skills weren’t doing me any favors.
Through multiple attempts, I finally ended up at my destination safely. Exhausted beyond belief, I collapsed into my bunk bed and was awoken by the sound of water. Water had flooded the floor, and with horror, I realized I had left my suitcase on the floor. “Are you looking for your suitcase?” A boy asked me in a thick accent. “I put it on the desk, because the water line breaks quite often here in this old city.” I was flooded with relief, and through both clumsy French and English I was quickly able to befriend my roommate. Despite the difficult language barrier, I still made the absolute most of my time, spending up to fourteen hours a day out exploring.
The difficulties did not magically disappear after that. I spent countless hours walking due to limited funds, and I was even scammed in Rome. However, it was definitely a pivotal point in my journey. I began to talk more, began to reach out more to strangers, encouraged by the warmth shown by my roommate. Slowly, I became less reserved, less closed off, and by the end of the trip I had made multiple meaningful connections that I still keep in touch with to this day. Throughout this trip, I matured as a person by learning to be endlessly persistent. There were times when I felt like I was stuck in a dead end, times where I felt frustrated to almost tears, and times where I felt so lonely and isolated, but I still always continued on. Only after that, did I find the memories and the experiences that I wouldn’t trade for anything. I realized through this backpacking trip that persistence and resilience are important for success in life.


I have always dreamt of living down the hall from a celebrity, especially the RAP-PER NF. Sadly he is thirty years old making it highly unlikely.
Unlike many students, I wish to have a super out-going student who can be loud and obnoxious living down the hall from me. Having at least one extroverted student who is able to bring the whole dorm together during the stressful times of an engineering student's life can be meaningful. I wish that this student is accepting of all religion, race, sex, and etc. The student who lives down the hall should be welcoming to the diverse student body of University of Colorado Boulder. Studious determination for a degree is also important. This student must have a similar goal for the next four years as all the people in the Global Engineering RAP. This is because that student must understand the true rigor and difficulty of classes. A student who can read the room and express the enjoyment to the students during an appropriate time is fantastic.

Living in a community with other engineering students will push me to become a better engineer. Having smaller classes will allow me to get more comfortable with the professors and the students. Being close to upperclassmen who can give me constant advice will help me through college and my career after it. Professors can help me through the coursework and introduce me to important people for my career.
I understand how difficult adapting to a new community can be, so if accepted into the Global Engineering RAP, I am motivated to help international students like I once were to overcome the difficult process of moving to a whole different continent. I am confident that I can benefit the diverse student body at CU Boulder particularly through the Global Engineering RAP. My past experiences have compelled me to help others better adapt in hopes to make CU Boulder feel like home.
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