yesterday morning, i spent lifting up my shirt for strangers so they can give me a health check. it was in and out, much shorter waiting period than i had anticipated. it is the last of the many things i had to prepare to go to china. after my doctor gets the results, she fills out the rest of the form, and my working visa will be on it's way. then, finally i will be able to get the much, muchly anticipated tickets. my contact said everything is going very well so far. the only other person who got the offer with me, had his working visa rejected because his birth date on his resume was wrong. i do not want to be in that situation at all. my bags are mostly packed, i'm slowly easing my way to leaving. i need a big change. all i'm doing here is melting.
before i go.. [i]'ll be.. visiting my dear cousins, [seeing them again] in february, visiting my grandparents, leaving my post as hostess/bar-ress at the restaurant, leaving my physically-there sister role, daughter role, friend role. i need to leave unnoticed again, but i've learnt that i'm not unnoticed as before. meeting up with friends, quietly, and with sort of friends.
i'm slowly in the process of realizing this big change. i'm anxious for the working visa, but i know i got to wait.
currently reading John Irving. his writing sparks something for me. the way he describes things, the way a true writer should. i finished "The World According To Garp" and am quickly onto 'The Hotel New Hampshire." i was at the BMV downtown, and saw two more books that i will be buying pretty soon. i love BMV. good, cheap books. perhaps i will go down there again tomorrow.
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