Here comes me with the low down!

It’s been about 3 weeks upon arrival into this winter wonderland. Now, there are just so many things I want to say, I don’t really know where to start. Leaving was difficult; really bloody difficult given the fact that I’m not ordinarily emotional…I’m unduly complicated. The toughest part was at the Malaysian airport after clearing customs and it was like I was walking into this world of vacuum…nothing but dead silence and isolation. I cried inside. And I cried inside.
I met this polite Indian lady who was doing her PhD in Math on the plane, quite amazing as she’s a mother of 2 from Malaysia…very rare. I liked her. We said our goodbyes at the Melbourne airport. After that, I checked out and got myself a nice hot cuppa and hailed for a cab to Eng Hoe’s.

Officially Day 1.

The whole day, other than being a Zombie that hardly sleeps on planes (you know why)…Turbulence! I followed my friends to do whatever..Bought some stuff and headed home to sleep…a few people called to check if I was ok and all. I love you all so much. Words can’t really describe it.

In a nutshell : The following weeks were filled with a lot of cooking, as I was not working seeing that I could get back earlier on my aggressive( putting it calmly), work hunting task. I was not even calm, composed or poised. I said ok to every recruitment agent that wanted to see me at the same time and I literally made it for all simultaneously. I could be making a mountain out of a molehill here just a little. But that’s how it really felt ok. Paranoid about funds running low and time being wasted and job markets were getting all tight on me and etc. I had to be the soldier of hounding recruiters and potential employers. I got a job in one a half weeks after getting here. So all of you out there, never say impossible. Come talk to me.

I really got to go now. This is certainly to be continued.

Kisses to all of you.