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I would have sent this straight to universal as a way to give her a bit of credit, but I didn’t get her name. Long story short, a kid had slipped away from their dad on the rapid lazy river thing, and started to panic as they were maybe 3 or 4, and not a strong swimmer. The girl didn’t hesitate before jumping in, and it was so inspiring to watch. She was a real hero! I was ridiculously impressed by how confident and firm she was, and watching her save that child’s life was something that will stick with me for the rest of my life.

This was maybe 2/3pm at Volcano Bay today. If anyone saw this, or knows the girls name, I would love to put in an email or recognition to universal to try and get her a bit of praise. It was just by the first fast wave bit. It couldn’t have been a great scenario to be in, especially because it looked like it caused friction between the parents and the lifeguard, so I would love to let her know how grateful people are to see her do her best in a job that sometimes isn’t the easiest.

If she’s reading this, and knows for certain that it’s her, THANK YOU! WELL DONE!

It’s 3.30am and I have a flight at 7am, so just trying to pass some time

If not happening to me, I’ve had friends or relatives experience crime. This can range from thefts, to murders, to p*edophilla, to knife and gun crime (despite being in the UK), to drugs, and so much more. I have experienced a large handful of crime over the years unfortunately.

I was 9 when I was first personally affected by crime (that I remember). I was at my local park when a teenager interrupted the full play park of children with a machete, just swinging it around and shouting. No one got hurt luckily, and I was too young and dumb to realise what he was doing. I only left because everyone else was leaving lol.

As far as I’m aware, only one person has died so far from crime in my “year” at school. He died from a drug overdose after his friends left him barricaded in a room. RIP.

Ask away!

I have never been away from my boyfriend of 4 years for so long before. What should I do, say, or bring him? He misses me a lot.

I was walking around Washington DC today and realised that my purpose in life is much bigger than just sitting in a stale apartment on the outskirts of Glasgow. I need to return here. Not DC, but South. I stayed in Boston for a few months and loved it, but I felt that my research interests there weren't \*clicking\* the way they would down south. I need to come back and research and make contributions to the future of US society. I've never had a calling so strong before. It's sat dormant for a few years, but it's here, it's yelling, and it's begging to be acknowledged. How I do it is a different question entirely. Leaving Scotland means leaving my family and friends. Staying means I'll be stuck in a job with a glass ceiling, and following a lifestyle that doesn't match mine anymore. I have a few decisions to make in the next few years.

Carefully considering all my options, and I think my biggest regret would be becoming homesick (I'm considering applying to PhD programmes in different countries) and missing big vacations and personal goals (missing weddings, birthdays etc.)

Curious to see your regrets. Feel free to counteract them with your biggest sources of enjoyment from them!

I really want to do well on my senior honours dissertation BECAUSE IT'S SO DAMN INTERESTING, and then hopefully do well enough to do a PhD. I know I can do it, I just need the opportunity. I've worked so hard in my life. Please, world, reward me. I BEG

Hey! This is relating to a Scottish/UK university setting, but please feel free to give answering my question a wack. Can I just request to be kind when answering my questions :)

I’ve had this “calling” for maybe a year to continue my studies in American Christian impact and American culture, and don’t feel that finishing my undergrad next year will satisfy this. I’ve been told by every American I know that they are inspired by how passionate I am about my research goals. I want to continue down this research journey, and the urge is becoming stronger the more I travel the USA after my study abroad has concluded. I’m trying to figure out a sustainable way to make it work alongside getting a job so I can move out of my parents house. I might be able to land myself a 30 hr position, and if I could work 3/4 days, I would be up to doing a part time PhD. Here is my question though:

-Has anyone here went straight from an undergrad to a PhD? On the site I am looking at, it says:

“Our regular standard of admission is at least an Upper Second Class Honours degree (2:1), although candidates will usually also have completed or be undertaking a Masters qualification.”

So I was thinking about applying after I’ve finished my undergrad, and if I get accepted, does it I’m good enough to do a PhD without a masters? I don’t mean that to come across as cocky. I just wonder if, if given the chance, should I take it without a masters? If not, I have a masters in mind. The masters is more expensive than the PhD, so I’m hoping to take the financially better decision.

I had a few questions, but they’ve slipped my mind since it’s so late at night, but this is the biggy. What do yous think? Please let me know your thoughts, and any suggestions you have. Let me know if you need anything clarified too! This PhD lasts 3 years full time, and 5 years part time. Thanks!

I have about 4 hrs to spare, so ask away!

How can people be so fucking dumb? BILLIONAIRES ARE YOUR ENEMY. THEY WILL NOT MAKE THE COUNTRY BETTER. WAKE THE FUCK UP!

I’m exhausted. Every time I try and sleep, there is a side. This is the 5th night in a row

*might be more of a rant than anything else*

No one back home understand how great my time here has been. They don’t understand that the quality of living is superior in the USA compared to the Uk. My friend keeps saying “You’re coming back to the depression” because of how bad things are in Scotland right now. I can’t seem to convince my boyfriend rn that it’s better here, but I’ve told him I see my future in the US. He wanted to move to Italy. We don’t speak Italian, nor would I have any job prospects there. He says it’s too big of an ask for me to suggest he thinks about immigration in the next few years. I don’t think it is. I think as young adults, we need to start seriously planning for the future. We will be graduating university next year. I would like to be living in the US permanently by the age of 25/26.

Before reading his, please don’t be overly harsh. Remember I’m a human too :)

I only say this due to having bad experiences on this sub before!

I am about to go into my senior year of my undergrad, and I am ridiculously passionate about religion and the religious culture in the United States of America. I’m so passionate that I’m about to finish a study abroad programme in Massachusetts, and have planned to write my dissertation about it. I find the subject insanely fascinating, and super relevant to modern day politics, family life, and education.

Recently, I spoke to the PhD co-ordinator for the “American Studies” department who said that I would absolutely meet the criteria by doing a study on the USA and Christian culture, and he would be super excited to have me. I heavily considered this, but at the time, I was worried about money. More recently, I MIGHT be getting a job that would pay decently, is on the lower end of time job hours, and would allow me to climb the career ladder. If I get this job, I am considering applying for this PhD, but as a part time course. It would take 5 years, and would allow me to travel if my job permits.

Has anyone done a part time PhD? Is it workable around a job? Thank you!

I was sent this job from my cousin and as I filled out the form, I realised I would be such a good fit for the position. If I get this job, I can turn it into a ladder career. I haven’t finished uni yet, but this could be a fantastic opening for me. I’m not a prayer nor a manifester, but I hope by putting it out into the world, I will get it. PLEASE

I’m trying to ground myself. I keep “seeing” bugs and mice run around (there’s 100% nothing here) and I’m super anxious. My chest is burning, and I am really scared. I’ve been hallucinating A LOT recently, and it’s concerning me.

I have hypnopmipic hallucinations, but I have never hallucinated to the same degree rhat I have been in the past few days. Yes, I am stressed. No, I do not usually hallucinate while awake.

There are no mice or bugs in my room. I am safe.

I would love to do a PhD, and I am considering it, but I fear that there will be very little job prospects by the time it’s over. Do people do PhD’s solely for the love of it?

Almost cried. I didn’t drink tonight, but I wish I had. I left as soon as I could. Why am I so big? Why can’t I enjoy myself when I go to a club? This happens ever single time (unless I’m steaming)

I want to stay in a pod hotel in Washington DC, and there is a female floor. I have never solo travelled to the extent of staying in a hostel, so I just want to hear some stories, recommendations if there are any. Also if you know the hotel I am referring to, please leave your review! I have read them on travel advisor and they look pretty decent, but just wanna double check with people about it! Thanks

I will be graduating next year and I am scared that my future will see a lot more dead end, seasonal, minimum wage jobs. I live in the UK and would really like to work in the US one day, so looking towards international companies. Which kind of careers/companies should I look into with my degree? I have dabbled in politics, social policy and theology. I am also hoping to gain some economics experience once I get into my final year. Did anyone take a similar path to me?

I am studying abroad right now, fully funded by myself after saving money consistently from the age of 14, and working two jobs since the age of 17, whilst being a full-time student at uni. I get £50 a month from a grant, and I am already £6,000 in debt for student loans, all of it used on travel, clothes, and necessities like petrol and rent. Some of it was also used on coming abroad. I am very proud of my insane achievement, but very aware that my mobility is almost over. I have two weeks left of my studies. I will return home to a shitty, failing western town, that has maybe 5 viable jobs on indeed. Everything else are volunteer roles, full time roles, or skilled roles that I do not have qualifications in.

I'm currently listening to my housemates are talking about their travel plans so fluently. One is going to Las Vegas, one is going to France, and one has already travelled to Canada and New York twice. I really want to interrail around Europe. When I return home, I will need to work THREE JOBS to even get close to their level. It fucking sucks that I spent so many years to get to the point I wanted to be, stayed in bliss for 6 months, and now I need to return to an economy that causes me to rely on finding the cheapest clothing option because my t-shirts are ripped, driving as little as I can so I don't burn fuel so quick, ignoring the noises my car makes because I can't afford a trip to the garage, and eating the cheapest of cheap shite from stores that were made for low-income people. I just want to be able to buy bread BEFORE 7pm that hasn't just been reduced to 20p every once in a while. Is that too much to ask for?

When I come back, I will need to fund a car, rent for my parents' house, future savings for moving out, and now, I really want to save for a graduation trip. It's what I've always envisioned. I initially wanted to do a cruise, but no one will come with me, and I can't see myself saving that much in so little time with everything else. I am so exhausted of being poor. I have one more year until I graduate, but absolutely no promises that I will get a job in my country. Some people don't. Some have graduated and are still waiting. I just want to be financially stable, and not reliant on jumping to and from seasonal jobs. I want to look pretty. I want to be able to afford to get my car washed instead of doing it with a sponge every time. This life isn't fun.