I think 20 is that age that really makes you realise you're an adult. 18, sure, you're legal, you can go out, clubbing, drinking... in the UK anyway. But at 18, you're still excused for, like "oh, she's only 18, she doesn't know any better!" whereas at 20, it's sort of more frowned upon when you do something that perhaps you should've grown out of...
It's far too easy for Britons to sit on a plinth of privilege and cast a casual eye of disdain at those trying to force entry in to the country... But, the thing is, the migrants in Calais are not a gigantic welfare absorbing conspiracy intent on snatching jobs, damaging infrastructure and compelling Nigel Farage to feel awkward on his train commutes. These people are completely bereft of hope.
Cancer will never take all the things she taught me (not to mention other people), the impact she's leaving in the medical world, or the impression she's made on everyone she's ever met. Cancer can't take her love for me and my brothers, her pride in what we achieve, or her hopes and dreams for our futures.
Nobody should ever have to feel singled out in life. That's the message I'm trying to get across. The response has been amazing. I've received messages from other young transgender teens saying that my video has inspired them to stand up to abuse and believe in themselves. I'm glad I've got a few Beliebers.
As a bisexual young man living in London; somewhere I believe to be progressive on LGBT rights compared to the many other places in the world where people can be imprisoned for their sexuality; I find it increasingly hard to be open about my sexuality without explaining it in detail.
So whilst you do not need a gap yaah, a grand in the bank or a rich relative in every corner of the globe to travel the world, you do need the guts and drive to take your chance. Perhaps the question is not why young people should travel, but rather, why not?
Perhaps we should take note of those crazy, beautiful Scandinavian lefties up there and just let young people be young and a bit useless for a while. I think it could benefit the general emotional and psychological well-being of young people today. It might even make them a little more rounded, focused, relaxed and hopefully, happier.
All day as I pack up and contemplate returning to my parents' house, one wonderful quote from my favourite wise bear, Winnie-The-Pooh, sticks in my mind: 'How lucky I am to have something that makes saying goodbye so hard'.
Educational maintenance grants are just one measure that have helped unlock the doors of higher education for many - they provide the opportunity for every student to start on a near-equal footing. But this government has perniciously just swiped away that opportunity, and is going to destroy the aspirations of future generations.
We are more than content to share our happiest moments on social media, but imagine a world where we would feel obliged to share out most depressing moments with one another? With this support network, many of the problems that seem unmanageable suddenly become manageable.
It's almost exactly five years since I graduated. When I look back, despite some excellent lectures, the university faces I remember most are not academics, but support staff. I'm sure that for a significant proportion of graduates it's the same. Support staff deserve their dues.