Messy make-over

You could never imagine how messy a tiny room can be where it is designed for only one person but stuffed in two people’s trashes. We are both “professional” trash collectors, with the special tastes for clothing, toys, shoes and iron racks. Gosh! It will take us at least one week to put everything in order and be able to walk probably without jumping in our room.

After cramming my clothes into the wardrobe, I realise how many clothes I had. It is a common practice that girls like to fill up their wardrobes with as many clothes as they can afford to. The number of clothes expands as the size of wardrobe expands, while the number will never go down but go up. That will be fantastic if it is a investment share, but a trauma if you move from a big wardrobe to a small one. Unfortunately, I have to go through this traumatic experience as I am a simple girl who does normal things and moved in a tiny place.

Finally, after six months of waiting, I received my Australian permanent resident visa. I don’t really have any feeling as I always am, taking things easy if it is expected and you know what will happen in the end. In the next six months, I will stay in Melbourne to save up and have a bit of fun. Regardless of what, I will leave in late February next year to have another challenge.

Getting sensible about things around

The Melbourne day gets longer and lighter. A few months ago, when I first started my 7.30am shift, the sky was completely dark at the time I left. The bleak winds blended with frosty air, chilled you from head to toe, from inside out. Spring is not too far ahead. I am looking forward to seeing things having a new start.

I have been anxiously waiting for this Saturday to come, the day I will move into this Flinders St apartment. A brand new metropolitan life style for me. Living right in the city centre would greatly improve my social outgoing opportunities, and the most important is I don’t need to suffer the pain from not seeing my lover.

How embarrassed is that! Every time I watch a detective movie, I fall asleep when they were about to reveal the murder. Last night was even worse, I did not even realise the CSI episode was finished when I woke up from a half sleep state. I insisted saying to Z, “No, it is CSI, isn’t it? See, the same female corpse is lying on the operating table!” Then I sulkily found out it was another detective show. I fell into another sleep shortly, without even knowing Z’s leaving.

I had been unsuccessful for pitching a project with a small consulting company. I was not surprise by the time I received the decline letter, as I knew that I did badly in the group interview. On Saturday, after the early morning interview, I was extremely upset as I knew I had loads to learn before I could compete in the real world. I am smart but I would not call myself intelligent, worse with my bad health, I do have a lot to learn if I want to leave what I am currently doing. Honestly, I would be happier and living comfortably if I am content with what I am having. But what a waste of life!

难得清闲

I had to pay for my under sleep loan on last weekend. I paid off my interest on Saturday, for 14 hours of sleep and capital on Sunday, for another 10 hours. I am so glad that I paid it off and now I could loan again. This week would be a quieter week that I don’t need to work crazy hours to finish the pending work orders. Now I have to pack for moving.

Since I put off my departure date to next year March, I could stretch my schedule to oversee to October. Previously, I only printed my calendar to September then that is it. Now I fit my things into my Australian life schedule, such as private dancing class, horse riding, bush walking and varies out door activities that I am not able to do in the Asian high population density continent.

This was an interesting case I dealt with last night:

A man with mental health problem came into our service wanted to see a solicitor for the matter that he was harassed by social workers. Our solicitor, Michael, went to see him. Michael is a partner and he is quite a capable man. He told that guy to call a VLA number, but that guy refused and kept on talking. After trying to tell him the same thing twice, Michael finally said: “You shut up and write the number down, otherwise I will write it on your forehead.” After sending off that guy, he turned away and looked at Mat, said: “You (shaking his head with a smile) … he should be banned … “ He then told us, that guy actually quite liked the way he treated him. Some times we have clients like that, but it is always good fun to listen to the solicitor’s story after seeing them.

What am I up to?

What am I doing? Would this be a wise decision? “Snap! Snap!” I decided to postpone my departure day to Singapore till next year February/March and signed a 6-month rental contract to live in a studio apartment on Flinders St. These are all done in four days. I am the sort of person that has to make quick decision, otherwise, I am sure to change my mind when it drags out longer. It is both good and bad, you may make mistakes but you take the risk and gripe the chance when it flashes by.

I was astonished to know that Lina was going to buy a house. She would start a 20-year mortgage life, like most other people do in Australia. Fair enough, if you want to settle here in the long run, buying a property is better than renting one. For me, I would better spend money overseas in my 20s before I get old and tied by family.

Set apart from a week’s partying in NSW, I am steadily re-coping with the reality now. Being sick like a dog for a week, I am now going to study again, preparing myself for the tough competition in Singapore.