I have to suppress the urge to call the Australian consulate and ask "can I go yet? can I go yet? Can I go yet?" I keep telling myself they have a ton of applications to go through, and they'll get to mine, when they get to it. I think the spouse applications should get priority over the job applications. Not only because that is the type of visa I am going for, but also because it is a matter of heart. The applicants like me are waiting to hear the news that they are allowed to go live with their beloved. I wait for those news everyday. During the weekdays I check my e-mail obsessively hoping to see some news. The weekends are rather difficult because, well, the consulate does not work on the weekends! This means I get my hopes up all through the weekend, and it all comes crashing down on Monday when again there are no news. The worst part is not knowing when. There is an expression in Turkish "sayili gun cabuk gecer" Meaning that if there is a set number of days for an event to happen, it'll go quick. Well the thing is, I don't know the set number of days. Or as my teacher said "kaca kadar sayacagini bilmiyorsun." It could happen tomorrow morning, or it might happend three months later. You just don't know. I just hope it's sooner rather than later... kelebek }{
Homer: Are you going to torture me? Lenny: We can't tell you, now knowing is the worst torture of all Karl: Well that and the rat-helmet -- Simpsons
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