stay or not to stay

updated: not to stay

three months ago, I worked at this Indonesian community magazine owned by a chinese guy who also owns a migration agent. I met an Indonesian girl who had been working there for years [she’s just resigned bout 2 months ago]. Me and hubby we’ve never thought that we have this possibility to stay in aus more than 1,5 years [the duration of hubby’s course]. So the consideration to stay here longer has never crossed in our mind.

Until this Indonesian girl said to me that I might be eligible to apply for permanent residence visa. I probably could have enough point. Oh yeah, it’s all about points. So, since I’m married, has a bachelor degree in journalism and also have 24 months working experiences in media industry, I might have enough point. But then I had to take a translator test to increase my point a lil bit more.

Happily I told hubby about this, so we agreed to move on and willing to pay for the test fee and bla bla bla other requirements. So I sat on the test. Paid $400. I heard the rumour that the test is sucks. Very hard and to past the test I had to doing it perfectly. Hell yeah, I don’t care, worth to try. The test itself quite ok, I felt that I did that properly.

While waiting for the result, deg-deg-plas-harap-harap-cemas. I kept thinking, what if I past the test and then apply for the visa and granted. Pffuiihh, I have to stay at least 5 years or more. Because so much money that I had to pay and don’t wanna be wasted. But, then half of my heart still left in Jakarta. Although the city sucks with all the traffic and pollution bla bla bla, but I think the city has everything, my family, friends and food to die for. At that time, to be honest, I haven’t sure yet to stay longer in aus..

But on the other hand, I really wanna have new experience which I believe that I’ll gain something. Of course, Melbourne is one of the most liveable city in the world, so one day I have children, at least they will have a better environment. I’m not saying Jakarta is not good for them, but I have to admit it that Melbourne is probably [not sure yet] better for their education, at least they can run around the street or park or any public space without worrying that they could get sick easily cause of the weather and pollution. And they might see more people since the will have to get in public transport more often instead of private car.

By the way, that’s just a wild thought.

One nice day, in the morning, on my way to work, there’s a mail in my mailbox. The white envelope with the translator test logo on the corner. Here it is, I said to myself. I opened carefully, and obviously written that I FAILED. I kept walking to the station since I had to catch the train. I was walking with hubby. Hubby a lil bit upset, but I felt ok. A lil bit upset just because I couldn’t prove to myself that I might have passed the test, not like what the rumour said. I don’t know, I didn’t feel that sad knowing that I’ll be in Jakarta soon next year. I texted few of my friends. And after an hour I’ve already forgot bout that.

And the funny thing was, after I realize that I won’t stay here that long, of course I want to have the most out of the time I have left. So I started shopping and decorated our small apartment with cool stuffs. Went to Ikea and bought a lot of stuffs which are nothing in function but everything in estetical side. Yeah right, like I know how to design the interior. But at least, I don’t miss the chance to do what I want to do.

A week after, hubby managed to buy a bike and he said he will ride it until the end of his course. Go hubby, I hope that will be one of the highlight of his days along the year.

Me? I wanna take some photography courses and writing courses and might be a business course to make myself more marketable in certain way. Huhuhuy. And of course, travelling around this down under land. And more concerts please. Yippie. Meanwhile, working hard to make it happen which I don’t mind.

Ouw I just need to thank to the Creator. I still remember when we’re about to leave Jakarta that I just wanna stay at home and to have a lil bit fun considering the budget. I’ve never imagined that I could get a job with funny interesting people and of course earn some money so I can afford more than I’ve ever imagined.

So, destination 2006: Jakarta.

Hubby now is considering to get a job in S’pore after he graduated, but I don’t wanna think about it yet, since I just wanna enjoy Melbourne for a while.

In the name of tahu goreng, pisang goreng, sate yang lewat dan mie ayam pake sambel, I wanna go home.