This week's Sunday Scribblings post is titled 'Destination'; add that to how Bernard and Shoba were talking about the Highly Skilled Migrant Programme visa during dinner on Thursday, I found a 'self test' on the net and I don't qualify.
I wonder where I will be a year from now. Or less than a year, actually - 9 months. I absolutely love London and everything that's in it and around it and to leave London, no, to return to Singapore, would kill me.
Apparently, they just changed the HSMP requirements this November. After seeing the hell that Yvette went through, applying for her visa twice because she was rejected the first time round, paying the heft application fees - 300 quid each time - I'm kinda feeling down because I London is home. Singapore isn't.
Joel sent me more DVDs that I received yesterday through the post and in it, was a Christmas card. He wrote that he's proud of me and respects me for having done it but I haven't quite done it yet. I haven't done everything that I need to do that will guarantee me long term stay in London and now it looks like I can't.
So what does the future hold for me oh Great 2007? I know that it isn't in Singapore because I wasn't happy in Singapore. :) Qu'est ce que mon destin? Dit moi!