This morning, I received a reply from the ministry. It was just a message to ask me for more information. I admit that my inquiry was hastily written IN SHOCK and didn't contain much information. I surely thought of responding to the message with more details. But I had no strength to log in to the ministry's website and find the shocking messages.
Tomorrow, I really should experience the shock again and send more information to the ministry, desperately hoping they will re-consider their decision
The only things I managed to do were to go the bank to deposit a cheque for a refund from the insurance company and read more pages of "Viet Nam Senki." And to get drunk.
Monday, July 31, 2017
Sunday, July 30, 2017
The Ministry of Fear
This fear of having to leave here is probably at its highest with me having found yesterday that the ministry would accept no more appeal. I am absolutely happy to leave this country if I have a clear idea as to where I can/should go next. And though I have some emotional attachment to this place, it is rather shallow now, given the kind of treatment I've received from the ministry.
As soon as I found their rejection to accept another appeal from me, I sent an email to them asking them to give me just another chance. But how many more times am I willing to say, "Please"?
In the meantime, my feeling toward Sai Gon is growing, again. Tonight, I found a photo of "Q Cafe" uploaded by someone, a traveler. I frequented Q Cafe during my stay in the city for dinner and drink in 2008. I may plan to visit the city once again though I though there would be no more trip there last October.
I even re-read a Kaiko Takeshi book about the Vietnam War ("Sai Gon no Jujika") and re-started another by him ("Viet Nam Senki").
I would love to visit (even stay at) some of the places which Graham Greene, Kondo Koichi and Kaiko Takeshi mention in their works. (I know what Pham Ngu Lao has become.)The
As soon as I found their rejection to accept another appeal from me, I sent an email to them asking them to give me just another chance. But how many more times am I willing to say, "Please"?
In the meantime, my feeling toward Sai Gon is growing, again. Tonight, I found a photo of "Q Cafe" uploaded by someone, a traveler. I frequented Q Cafe during my stay in the city for dinner and drink in 2008. I may plan to visit the city once again though I though there would be no more trip there last October.
I even re-read a Kaiko Takeshi book about the Vietnam War ("Sai Gon no Jujika") and re-started another by him ("Viet Nam Senki").
I would love to visit (even stay at) some of the places which Graham Greene, Kondo Koichi and Kaiko Takeshi mention in their works. (I know what Pham Ngu Lao has become.)The
Tuesday, July 25, 2017
Work in Senai/Yishun and No MOM Reply
Work in Senai (20 and 21) and Yishun (24 and 25).
This work which I got involved in last February has been going up and down like a roller coaster. One step up and two down. Then this has also been a good experience to me, witnessing how a project of setting up a new production line can be like.
Yesterday's afternoon meeting, lasting from 14:30 to 19:00, was especially tense with the discussion being tough and even rough. It seems nobody was happy at the end of it.
No reply from MOM to my second appeal.
My mind can be very disrupted because of another episode of this kind but I can also be calm when I feel that I've probably done enough in this country and, if I really have to leave, I should be prepared for the final negative outcome. Then, I must say I'd like to leave here only with me the only person who decide to do so. It should not be because I am forced to do so by someone who should have no say in my business.
This work which I got involved in last February has been going up and down like a roller coaster. One step up and two down. Then this has also been a good experience to me, witnessing how a project of setting up a new production line can be like.
Yesterday's afternoon meeting, lasting from 14:30 to 19:00, was especially tense with the discussion being tough and even rough. It seems nobody was happy at the end of it.
No reply from MOM to my second appeal.
My mind can be very disrupted because of another episode of this kind but I can also be calm when I feel that I've probably done enough in this country and, if I really have to leave, I should be prepared for the final negative outcome. Then, I must say I'd like to leave here only with me the only person who decide to do so. It should not be because I am forced to do so by someone who should have no say in my business.
Wednesday, July 19, 2017
Can Anybody Solve This EP Mystery?
A mystery about EP: the minimum monthly wage qualified to apply for an EP is S$3,600, which is not very high. Then, I saw a comment posted on the web by someone with a monthly salary of S$7,000 whose application had been rejected. How many EP holders are still out there with S$3,600. What kind of jobs do they have?
Last Night at Sara's
Last night, I went to Sara's just to bring some junk food I had bought in Japan, and a few minutes after I sat down at the counter, a young man, an "Australian from Singapore" who "loves" Japan, started talking to me. I found him speaking in not the Australian accent, but he had more like an American one. Definitely not in the Singaporean accent. which I HATE. I found out long time ago that most Singaporeans would not mingle with people who don't speak their (ha! funny) way. They seem to be insisting that it's still English (or some kind of it, ha!). Is this because their inferiority complex? This international city-state is international only on the surface. Nice talk with the young man last night. I appreciate his love for my country. He also says, "Silly" when I mentioned my visa problem. I agreed.
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