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Long wait over

The clock is ticking.

I am counting the precious hours I have left with my family before I start the next chapter of my life in the land of the Kiwis.

It's all been crazy after the euphoria of getting the news that my Student visa was finally approved, though only for two years.. this would mean that for my third year there I would have to get the whole circus running again, taking the medical exams etc.

But, for the moment, I am as good as there.

Plane ticket... check.

Temporary accommodations... check.

Sell my car... check.

The list goes on and on.

So much to do in so little time.

Less than two days to go...

And I have yet to pack.
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Cat-in-Sydney said…
Yahoo! Is it coincidental or what? I've just posted an entry about Christchurch yesterday and you're all raring to go! Finally, eh? Any stop over in Sydney? Watch out for skiing requests from us. har har har *evil laughs*
June 24, 2010 at 7:09 PM
izzati fuad said…
all the best cik lah! :)
June 25, 2010 at 3:15 AM
Fauziah Ismail said…
Good luck. I haven't been to that part of the world, so can't give any advice. I'm rather hopeful of a visit soon.
June 25, 2010 at 3:18 AM
Nia Sarah said…
Wohooo!!!
Just look at those mountain....alahai Doc.Saya dah jealous ni :)))

I'm so excited for you and Doc,you are going to love tat place!

Am going to miss you and my best wishes for you and family.TC!
June 25, 2010 at 3:34 AM
affendik? said…
All the best, sir! May the force be with you ^^
June 25, 2010 at 10:33 AM
puan hadi said…
all the best and good luck sir! *envy mode*
June 25, 2010 at 4:57 PM
puan hadi said…
all the best and good luck sir! *envy mode*
June 25, 2010 at 4:57 PM
Gukita said…
All the Best and do keep in touch with My Kak Long...
June 25, 2010 at 9:04 PM
許紀廷 said…
良言一句三冬暖，惡語傷人六月寒。.................................................................　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　
June 26, 2010 at 6:19 PM
A Hamid's East of the West said…
Double Congrats Dollah, first for the second little Dollah & second for being in the Kiwis for your PhD.
Good luck & make the best of your stint in NZ.


AHamid Tenggara
July 4, 2010 at 2:39 AM
江冠彭珮李佳宏陽筠 said…
教育的目的，不在應該思考什麼，而是教吾人怎樣思考............................................................
July 12, 2010 at 10:47 AM
佩璇佩璇 said…
教育的目的，不在應該思考什麼，而是教吾人怎樣思考............................................................
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