I think I’ve been wanting to write for a while now, except I haven’t found the right time or motivation for it. I’ve been meaning to do something along the lines of immigrations/coming to Australia help blog - but I don’t want to start something that I might abandon half way ( much like the being in shanghai blog- there was too much going on).
So where to start?
Well… for one, I’ve gone back to reading. Which is the best thing I have ever done in the last three years. I use to love reading. I read everything as a child and even challenged myself to reading the entire bible (much forgotten of course). Books are so fascinating and I can already feel the beauty and elegance of words forming before they’re typed. I’ve missed this so much. Perhaps, this will contribute to finally getting an 8+ on writing for my IELTS.
Uhm. What else?
I’ve experienced hopelessness, frustration and utter despair in the last month, needless to say it was all because the Australian Computer Society has deemed my degree in Bachelor of Business, E-business, unfit for a ICT major and therefore, rejecting my only chance at a visa for further stay. Now it may all sound like gibberish to you, but for someone who’s wanting to immigrate, they’ll know how much work it is and how inconvenient the entire system is. Anyhow, I’ve wasted at least $2,500. Poof. Gone. AND I’m poor.
I got myself a snazzy new laptop (before I found out my visa would be rejected), so no more laggy DoTA for me. I also, in my feeble attempt to remain in this uncertain country, have decided to do a Master degree, in Technology (information technology). Ahhh yes, back to studying even after I decided that deleting my entire 3 years of hard work would be fine. It is not. I need to recover my lost files and pray to God that my group mates from the time still have the copies.
I am now programming like a first year. Again.
Also. I am jobless.
The job market here sure is tough. Much tougher than Brisbane. I’ve sent out over 100 resumes, been to a little over 10 interviews and yet, still here I am… broke. Not to mention every time I travel, I pay a nice hefty price of $13 per day. Apparently postgraduates here do not have the privileged of concession. OH Melbourne, you’re
so great.BUT on the bright side of things, I did manage to ACE 3 interviews and gain the love of those who had the “pleasure” of meeting me one on one… so if all goes well - (WHICH I AM DESPERATELY HOPING FOR) I may be able to start a new job some time…next month? Till then, living the life of a very poor student.
I do admit though.
I am blessed with a roof over my head, not being kicked out into the streets. Having an enormous fund (loan) to pay for international studies and even the occasional luxury of being pick up in a car from university. Yes it doesn’t get better than this. I managed to travel to Sydney for a bit, did some networking and discussed a little project I had in mind. I’m working on a few different things all at once and I know I have the tendency to go off track. I also know that if I used my time wisely.. Time is infinite (to those who don’t believe it, ask me).
That’s pretty much it. There’s a lot of side stories that I can share, but it would be tedious to read and I have no idea how to formulate them in writing to make them sound amusing.
[watch this space, probably will be writing a lot more…]
I should come back to tumblr with my feels.
Are you well?
I have friends from all over the world and I have all the time in the world… so then, why is it that we don’t talk?
Apparently, it’s normal for some to talk to their best friends only once a month, or something like that. I guess it’s true, when you form a deep bond with someone, it’s rather hard to lose. But I miss you and I hate myself that I can’t catch up with the people i miss.
Why can’t you? Of course I CAN. I just don’t know how, or think I have the effort to maintain a long enough conversation without going into bits of my sad life at the moment. I don’t want to seem like a drag. I never was… I was always the one with stories to share. I miss that. And I feel sorry to all those having to strike up a conversation with me first… and to those I’ve simply left unanswered.
This might seem generic and very cold, but how are you? Are you well? Did you have a good new years? Can you believe it’s February already? Can you believe how old we’ve gotten. I miss Shanghai, I really do. I miss Brisbane. I miss South Africa,but I don’t miss home - where is home anyways? No, I’m not doing much for my birthday, and yes I’m still job hunting. I’ve got no idea what’s happening or if I’ll be staying here permanently. Maybe. Or maybe Sydney. I’m sorry I’m such a shitty friend and I promise to reply you from now on. Thank you for being my friend.