Finally, I made it to the medical check up appointment which I’ve postpone last time around. But to hell with that check up, I’ve spent more than 3 hours in the process. It’s a part of the process for the application of my Australian PR. Well, that’s that for a day, considering I went down to the city around 12:20pm. People here closes at around 4:30+pm. Especially those lazy koala-bear-like government employees and institutions.

Now, the reason why it took me 3 hours+ went like this. 2 days ago, I’ve made an appointment scheduled at 1:15pm today and when I reached the place, I saw a long queue. I thought my turn would be at 1:15pm sharp. Everybody’s queing. So I went up to the reception and asked about my appointment. They ordered me to follow the queue, as for all the applicants did. Well, my word, that’s a f*cking long queue of about 20+ people! Believe me, 20 people isn’t that long of a queue if it is compared to my usual encouters of queues in a bank during peak hours. But the problem is that, remember what I say, lazy-koala-bears? I stood in that queue for about 3/4 hour before I reach the registration counter. I signed a few forms, snap a shot, and they asked me to wait again.

Commercial break took 20 minutes; my name is called and I’m in. First thing off, they asked me to urinate, piss that is, into a party paper cup and pass it to a nurse. After pissing off in there, the nurse asked me to wait in a small room while I wait for other applicants to finish off their check ups. Another 20 minutes there gone. Okay, here comes the climax, I’m going to get an injection for blood sampling!!!!! I hate needles I admit that. To my surprise, the nurse was quite experienced and all I felt was the itch off the mosquito bite last night. The nurse says:”We’ll only call you if you’re HIV positive.” Shit, better hear no phone rings from then on until the reports had been received. Fast forwards to the x-ray session. I waited there for like 30 minutes for a short 10 seconds x-ray shot. How bizzare, how bizzare…

Anyway, it’s getting late into the afternoon where I went on to find a money changer to convert the rest of my foreigns. I’m outta Australians. That check up’s cost me AUD290! with 10% going to GST! Koala bear people’s got that portion! I’ve converted a total of $AmountUndisclosed. But it is believe that I can, using that money, survive the rest of my life without ever working again. Conditions Apply*. See Below.

* I’m living in Madagascar feeding off fruits from trees and fish from the rivers.
* Put the money underground and prevent it from robbery/theft by scavengers/wild animals.
* Australian dollar raise dramatically (I’m talking in the range of 500% or more) against the currency of the country in which I will reside.

Dinner time looms as I decided to enjoy some Japanese cuisine tonight. Bringing along my counterpart (see photos below). I ordered beef ramen. Not too satisfying, both taste and timing. I had to WAIT, 20 minutes again, for that below par noodle.

Word of the Day: WAIT. no more, please.