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On Elections and Exams

Stay tuned for SE Asia trip wrap up part 3 where I will provide some suggestions for Malaysia's public policy.

Exams are around the corner, and I am in the process of completing some essays, one overdue. Applied for close to 10 jobs yesterday, so fingers crossed I will be earning some much needed money this summer!

In the mean time, allow me to divulge a little about recent developments - Trying to catch up with 2 weeks worth of school work isn't fun by any means; whats more, I found myself campaigning for UBC's International Student Association elections, hoping to be voted in as Vice President External.

With an international background, I naturally felt drawn to this position and club because I have had many experiences with international students on exchange here, and I do understand a thing or two about transitioning and the severe sense of alienation that some of them feel. Being far from home is one thing, not accepted here because of ones accent or command of English is a whole other can of worms.

UBC students are extremely hospitable and inclusive, don't get me wrong; however, I feel that ISA could do so much more to advocate for these home-sick students. The prospect of increased cross-cultural exchange is so rewarding and their stories on their journeys to this part of the world are always so inspiring.

So, please, if you know me personally and will be around on campus, Tuesday, 4p.m. @ the Global Lounge. Be there and support a friend as I run against a group of visionaries. Admittedly, I feel a little intimidated going up against their coalition - there is always strength in numbers;  but I feel that there are some issues which really deserve attention and that they don't overtly try to address; particularly, ISA's relevance for international and non-international students. 


Let us mirror the global discourse that is our academic experience on campus. Let us speak the global language of harmony and inclusion. Let us not segregate but include, incorporate but not seclude.

More info on my platform:
http://www.facebook.com/event.php?eid=156401954421432&index=1

Thanks and hope to all of you there!

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