It was a decision that was several years in the making. For years, I angsted over whether I should do it, whether it was worth it to (eventually) give up a job I love for a misty childhood dream – to live and work overseas.
But it was surprisingly easy to sign the papers that gave the migration agency the OK to proceed filing in papers for my emigration to Australia.
I didn’t flinch when I handed over the cash to him (it’s a lot of money). The whole procedure will cost me RM16k! The expensiveness of it all was one of the main reasons why I hesitated for so many years, but after falling into depression seeing my friends and family members moving abroad one by one, I decided I’m no longer want to be left behind.
Well, according to the agent, I may get my 475 visa by next year, or even this year. I nearly died when I heard that. Because, unlike most potential migrants, I was in no hurry to run to Australia.
The nature of the 475 visa is such that I have to move to Oz almost immediately after I get it. I only have, maximum, 1.5 to 2 years to delay the move. I suppose two years is enough time to save enough $, prepare myself emotionally and rent out my apartment.
If all things go well, I may find myself in Adelaide by 2012. I’m frankly both scared shitless and happy as a bunny over the prospect.
So I started this blog, because writing is the way I work things out. And hopefully, eventually, this blog will be my chronicle of life in Adelaide and beyond. Thanks for stopping by!