Sunday, August 26, 2007

It's official! It's been a week since I first found myself stranded in Sydney International Airport for 6 hours!

(Did I not tell that story?)

It seems I do have more to tell than I thought. You love stories, don't you? Here's one more. I really should write a book about my misadventures in Australia, don't you think?

But I really love short stories, so, staying true to myself, I will keep this one short, just like my other stories.

The plane landed after flying 8 hours from Kuala Lumpur. As I cleared the immigration checks, I was longing to see a welcoming face and a cardboard sheet with my name on it. Two hours later, nothing. There were lots of cardboard sheets, just none with my name on it.

Another four hours passed...really...slowly. Guess who came to keep me company? (Ans: Lorraine. God bless her, because she made those hours bearable.) I later managed to contact a friend (a former Mission College student), and she came, via car and public transport, to my rescue. The trains to the airport were out, so she took longer than expected. If it were not for her, I would probably still be in the airport, my butt taking root into the seats.

The End. Well, not quite. I'm still not done. Like you, I, too, am reading the story of the my life as it unfolds before me. Quite exciting, isn't it? If only I just knew how to tell the story in a more exciting way.

?dael had a question at 3:31 PM

Monday, August 20, 2007

I'm finally in Australia!

I feel like a Primary 1 kid on his first day of school. As of now, I'm not registered yet. Heh. Did I mention that I'm 2 weeks late? Oh, the embarassment of being the new kid on campus who's two weeks late...

It's a long story.

But since I have time to kill, I should just share a condensed version of it.

My application was sent over a month ago via mail, giving me enough time for prepping for college. Problem is, it never got to the college (even today). My dad then faxed it over, days later, I got a reply from the college that I had been accepted. It got worse after that. I waited forever to get my visa (got it just last week in fact). The agent told us "that the computer at the embassy was spoilt." Took them a long time to fix it.

Didn't know such a thing could happen in this technologically advanced age.

So that's the story in a nutshell. But it's all in the past now, 'cause now I'm here. And that's all that matters.

?dael had a question at 6:11 AM

Monday, August 06, 2007

I'm going to Australia soon. No definite date as of yet, although classes commence tomorrow. I'm still waiting for my visa and my medical check-up. Once they are done, I can get my ticket and fly down under. But now I just have to wait, just enjoy my last days in Kuching...

...which could be better if it weren't for my tonsillitis. I saw a doctor yesterday and got diagnosed with "Acute Follicular Tonsillitis." Go Google it up if you don't know what that is. I don't really care, just that it HURTS SO DAMN MUCH! I can't talk and eat without stinging sensations going down my throat. Ugh.

?dael had a question at 3:53 PM