Do what you love. Even if no one advises you to do it, do it... Don't know what you love? Love an infinite list of things? Do it all! ... If you're worried about looking 'lame' or 'nerdy', don't worry - I've been there.
It was my second day as a HuffPo intern... I noticed an owl flutter past the window with a letter clutched in its beak. An owl?! During day time?! In Central London?! What more, the letter was addressed to me, 'Miss Vicky Chan, Desk by the Kitchen, Capper Street, London'.
So you're going on a Year Abroad. You're probably crazy excited but really effing scared. You might still be slightly in denial that it's happening at all... whether you're studying or working, and wherever you spend the year, here are four failsafe ways to make the most of it.
Students find the money for university from a number of different sources. The 'bank of Mum and Dad' is still the most popular way of financing higher education, along with loans and grants, but 11% of undergraduates rely on credit cards and a worrying 2% on payday loans. This would imply over 250,000 students and 46,000 students in the UK respectively.
If there are lies, damned lies and statistics then the recently announced fact that only 26% of postgraduate places in UK universities are held by UK students can be spun as both a failure and a success.
As someone who confesses to be an international citizen, I cannot help but reflect on my origins while also meditating on certain cultural issues.
If we are to successfully push back the current wave of racism, we will need an unrelenting campaign in the student movement in defence of our multicultural society against those who wish to divide us.
An idea from the US, which is starting to be discussed in the UK, is to create themed living-learning communities in a block or corridor which students can apply for. For example, students could choose to live in an eco-community, a community focused on sciences, or one primarily for ethnic minorities.
Let's be totally blunt about this; the formation of the Con-Dem coalition government in 2010 completely changed the political context of the immigration debate when they made one of their primary policies to reduce net migration by "tens of thousands" per year...
It begins with thrill, continues in hope and ends in despair. Welcome to the world of overseas students! Like many others, I am currently in the second phase of the journey, trying hard to not slip into third...
Mother Russia may not be everyone's idea of a tranquil holiday destination, however, with a rich cultural history, astonishing architecture, and, if you give them a chance, an incredibly caring and welcoming population, Russia is a fantastic experience.
Structurally and psychologically, many universities are just not built to deal with anything that isn't the traditional, white 18 year old undergraduate student. Rather than Universities UK worrying about the decreasing numbers of international students, and the millions of pounds of revenue lost that could entail, we need to be doing more about the international students who currently study here.
As a Malaysian who has been in Britain for the past six years for higher education, I, like many other Malaysians living overseas have had the painfully frustrating ordeal of witnessing the socio-political travesties that have developed in recent years back home.
You have apologized for your comments: 'If I gave the impression that there is a particular problem in the Pakistani community, I was wrong ... I believe the Pakistani community has enriched this country a great deal as I know full well from my extensive contact with the community over a number of years ... I'm sorry if I have caused any offence.
The stereotype that students can't cook is not true, according to my experience. Having left university and moved away from home, I am now cooking recipes with names like Shivid Polow, Sai Mai Lo and Rajma - all of which I picked up from Student Halls.
The third week of teaching has almost ended and already there are secretive, hushed meeting between freshers about our place here. Why are we here and What are we doing? Dare we even voice such questions?