New room, new housemate....

I am happy.....

I finally passed my council examination.

And now i just need to wait patiently for my council application and my working permit now.

And good news from me.

I moved to a place called 'HOME'.

I got a new 'friend cum family member'

And now i can hang my frying pan on the wall now.

Previously, i was staying with a Germophobia cum maniac Polish lady. I was sad and lonely. I was eating my meals in front of computer. It feel pathetic. Not only that, i am scared and afraid. I realised unconsciously i tend to avoid this crazy Polish lady. I make sure i came home early and cooked earlier before she comes back. And i tend to wash my plates and bowls in the morning because i tend to avoid her at night cause i know she is there in the kitchen and living room.

Now, God answers my prayer. I am such a blessed girl.

Currently i am sitting in the living room with my laptop on my lap and i am watching "So You Think You Can Dance".

And this evening, i FaceTime with my family. Coincidently, they were having reunion family dinner. Initial, i thought i will be having hard time with the thought of them having great time without me., but surprisingly, i am not at all. Having a good housemate is really crucial. She really makes my day. She will cook indian vegetables curry and prepare Indian dessert for me. And then i will follow her to go shopping. And for once, i feel i can be a friend to someone and someone take me as their friend after so long.

And we have a lady that will drop by my our home and join us for dinner. Is fun. It feels like family.

And one more thing, i cannot wait for my Malaysian friends to come back. I am sure they got me something from Malaysia.

My new home, new family members....

"WELCOME" to foreign land... IS REALLY SUCKS....

For the first time, i felt that this is the bad incident that i experienced in foreign place.

I am already got used to the black cloak and headscarf and difficulty for women to travel alone in this foreign place. There is always a need for you to find a group of friends as companion, supportive and also advisors.

But, what happened to me is really unbelievable. For the first time, i feel like i want to cry because i find it difficult to live in this foreign place.

As a foreigner that works in the foreign place, is very important for me  to speed up the process for my working permit aka iqama. However, before the process of iqama, is important for me to receive an confirmation from the Council as an acknowledgement that i am a qualified healthcare worker. Therefore, besides filling up import ants documents, we need to send our documents to the council to verify the authentication of my qualifications from my home town. Not only that, i need to take an professional exam under an independent company.

After i verified my documents with the council, i submitted all the important documents to the clerk in the office. By the way, this clerk is one sweet lady who is superbly helpful who, speeds up the process of my application.  Thank you, Ms M. After three weeks, i received good news from her that the council gave me the eligibility number to proceed with my professional exam with the independent company. Therefore, without delay, i proceed with my application via online. During the application, i chose the independent company that i want to do my exam, but one mistake i made is, i chose the MALE section.

Therefore, today when i arrived 2 hours before my exam, the company refused to let me enter the exam hall because i am a female. And thank goodness, my driver is very helpful. He asked the company employee where should i take the exam then, he said is in another building. Then i asked the employee, i am eligible to take the exam there despite my address is here. He said yes. My driver asked the direction from the employee. And the kind driver detour to send me to the female section.

However, bad news came.

Is already two years since you left me...

Dear Kingkong,

How are you little boy? Where are you now little boy?  Somewhere that you are happy?

You know you have a little sister, right?

Her name is Kiki.

She is so different from you. In fact she is opposite of you. You are scared of balls, she loves balls. Anything bouncing also she likes. You are tough boy. You always show that you do not need love from me. Even till the day you left me, you still hang on till you saw everybody at home only you left us. You are such a tough boy. I am so proud of you. But Kiki is not like you. She always want attention from me and anybody. She is good at whining. I never hear you whine before.

By the way, Jie jie left home and came to foreign place already. Is already one month. Time really passed faster than we thought.

This place is very weird. Every time i go out, i need to wear a black cloak and also cover my hair. But, of course everybody does that, so i do not feel weird or out of space at all. Another problem with this place is jie jie can no longer drive because driving is illegal for women.

In surface, jie jie comes this place because jie jie wants to earn more money.

What Happened When You Shop in Foreign Land?

Always be prepared to wait outside the shop with cold wind blowing our faces. That is the reason i do not mind wearing my abaya and headscarf at all. 

The cool and dry air is giving me stuttering speech. However, the closeness of this people around me makes me feel warmth in this awkward situation.

We are the four foreign girls in black abaya, sitting outside a stationary shop because is prayer time in foreign land. 

Although is late and dark, but there are many cars pass by this place. I noticed a police car is driving the area several times. It feels fine. But we never let our guards down. We noticed a particular MVP drove past us twice. That is why we keep our guard. We will make sure safety is our priority. 

I am still adapting to their time. Foreign place has regular shop closing times according to the prayer time.  The first outing gave me a mental preparation for this outing except this time, instead of standing in the shopping mall while waiting for the shops to reopen again, we were standing outside the shop in cool air. burrrrrrr…….. I was wearing a short sleeves T-Shirts inside my black abaya. Dammit….

While waiting, some morons will drive their car past us, and makes stupid sounds to lure us. We will just ignore them and some of us will give them another killer glare, indicate if you come near us, you are dead meat!!!!!

There is a mosque nearby….. The azan is on now. Listening to the azan now reminds me of back home. Maybe back home, i will ignore it because i will be busy with my stuffs at home. But, not here, i am listening to it because there is nothing i can do here except rubbing our bodies because is cold….

But is fine, we are in foreign land…. is a different world….. 

10 things to expect when you first step down on the foreign country's airport...

The moment you step on the ground of the foreign country, you must follow the follow the rule of foreign country.

Always prepare your abaya and head scarf. Put on the abaya before you step out from your plane.

Of course, in this foreign country big city, is more lenient, i do not need to cover the hair completely. However, always bring along a scarf in case the religious officers aka muttawa are around or on-duty.

What to expect in the airport?

1) Fill up the white card before you go line up at the custom counter. Make sure you have blue pen with you. Most of the official documents here required you to use blue pen instead of black pen. 

2) Expect to stand in line for looooooonnnnnngggggggg time.... The custom officers may take their own sweet time talking to each other or frequent coffee break or even just sit around linger. They will not speed up their work just because there are millions of people awaiting to pass the custom gates....

3) Expect to read certain body languages or expressions for certain instructions because half of the time, you can only communicate with broken English....

4) Never walk to another line just because the line is fast and shorter than your current one, because the officer will ask you to return to your original line, but you need to start all over again from the back of the line.