Its been a while since I've written a blog. I have personal reasons for not doing any since my last immi update. I've been on the biggest life rollercoaster these past 3-4 months. It has been a highly emotional time for me. I have been treated unfairly, been the focus of a number of nasty lies and rumours and have been judged accordingly. I have lost friends, one expected, others extremely unexpected and have caused me great pain.
I have kept myself at a distance to save myself any further hurt. Isolated myself from the outside world. One outcome of this is that I now know who I can trust and really call a friend. Unfortunally a second outcome of this is that im now finding it hard to trust anyone let alone open out to them and really be myself. I have started to feel really alone and dissappointed in everything. It truely has been the shittest end to worst year of my life.
Last friday marked the official 1 year mark since my life got turned upside down. Yup the day I lost my job. All in all it hasnt been that bad of a year. Yes, I havent worked a day since last june, Yes I still dont have a new visa.... yet!. Yes, we have lived in poverty, Yes my brother has had to leave Australia and I miss him dearly, Yes, the last few months have been crap. However, Ive had an amazing holiday, got engaged in Paris, spent Christmas with my parents and future in-laws. I had an amazing Birthday party, Bit the bullet and joined a musical society (more on that later), But most of all after a year, myself and Matt are still as strong as ever and still completely in love. Hopefully i'll have a new visa in the next 3 months and then we can move from our horrible apartment, plan our wedding and go on a much needed holiday.
Huge thanks to everyone for their support, friendship and love over the past year (even those who are no longer friends, you were a huge support to us before it all fell to pieces and we thank you for that). once everything is back to normal, we will be inviting all those (and i mean "all") who a supported us for a meal somewhere. xx
Claire
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Wednesday, January 5, 2011
The Rundown! - Who am I and Why am I here.
It sounds like a hollywood chick flick or probably a bad romance novel but this is where it all begain. (appologies in advanced for shocking grammer and puncuation)
Im 27 (almost 28, my birthday is in 1.5 weeks) and im originally from Ireland. Dublin to be Exact. So how did I end up in Australia??? Well it all began in 2007 when I came to Sydney on a 3 month holiday(Stupidly using up my 1 year WHV). I lived in Bondi Beach. Amongst most of the Irish community living in Sydney, cause well we thought that was the place to be. I worked, partied, made friends and fell in love with Sydney (but not the 33rd county of Ireland, ala Bondi). Sydney kicked me out of the depressed funk I had been in for years.
I returned to Ireland where I spent 8 months misserable and longing to go back to Sydney, I had an amazing job but my heart wasnt in it anymore and I was in a relationship that wasnt going anywhere and was causing me to sink back into depression. Luckily for me that relationship ended in Feb 08. I was FREE!!!! Having spent most of my later teens and my early twenties trying to please everyone and making my self unhappy, I decided it was time to make ME happy!!! within 4 weeks I had booked my flights for the end of May 08, sorted our a 6 month holiday visa and quit my job. I was heading back to Australia and I was using my life savings to do it.
It helped that my brother was living in Sydney at the time I was moving back, He was on a sponsorship visa, a visa I was hoping to get once I got there. Things seemed to start to work out for me. The company Stephen rented through were looking for a new staff member AND they offered sponsorship. I secured an interview when I was in Ireland for when I arrived. 4 interviews later and the Job was mine sponsorship and all. Myself and Stephen rented a 2 bedroom unfurnished apartment in Newtown signed a 1 year lease :) I had a job and an apartment, Life was good. Over the next 2 years I continued to work hard for the company that hired me. After 6 months I realised the owners didnt have a heart(they fired a colleague who had just found out he had Chrons Disease). Not being the only one on a sponsorship visa, ( in fact most of the office had been sponsored) they liked to use your Visa as a device that they could use against a staff member to ensure that everything was done 110%. basically everyone was too frightned about loosing their job that they did everything that was asked of them.
Over the next 2 years, i worked, partied, made lots of friends and fell in love with Matt whom I moved in with last January. I loved the work that I did, was great at my job and I worked well with clients and staff. well most staff members. One of the directors seemed to dislike me and i still dont know why. I had to watch what I wore, how i did my hair. what COLOR I dyed my hair etc. TBH I really think it stems from the fact that I was into heavy metal so I was stereotyped. Sometimes his treatment would get to me but most of the time i ignored it. In June 2010(a week after forking out for a trip to Ireland for Matt to meet my family), I was unexpectidly fired, I will not delve into the details except that it was illegal and unfair. I considered reporting them to immigration and sueing for unfair dismissal, but decided against it as one of my closest friends in Sydney was getting her permanent residency through them and I couldn't risk her loosing her visa and having to leave too.
I put my head down straight away to find a new job. but was unsuccessful. all I wanted to do was be with the man I love in a country that stole my heart. Unfortunatly due to a lack of time and ruling moving to Ireland out due to the GFC (best to have one unemployed in Australia then 2 in Ireland) we applied for a 12 month relationship visa. Having been in a relationship for over a year at the time but only been living together 9 months meant we applied too early but it was all we could do to be together. Immi informed up that there it up to 9 months waiting just to get a case officer :/. so to put it short we wait 9 months with a 95% chance of being declined :(.
So here I am almost 7 months later still unemployed and having heard nothing from Immigration about my visa application, however immensley happy about the fact I dont have to go to that horrible office everyday and im still in Sydney with Matt. Although in saying that im extremely bored and my brain has started to slow down due to non activity. Main reason for starting a blog.
On a happy note Matt insisted we took the last of our savings and continued with our holiday to Europe where he popped the question in the terrace area of a Parisian Cafe. :)
Im 27 (almost 28, my birthday is in 1.5 weeks) and im originally from Ireland. Dublin to be Exact. So how did I end up in Australia??? Well it all began in 2007 when I came to Sydney on a 3 month holiday(Stupidly using up my 1 year WHV). I lived in Bondi Beach. Amongst most of the Irish community living in Sydney, cause well we thought that was the place to be. I worked, partied, made friends and fell in love with Sydney (but not the 33rd county of Ireland, ala Bondi). Sydney kicked me out of the depressed funk I had been in for years.
I returned to Ireland where I spent 8 months misserable and longing to go back to Sydney, I had an amazing job but my heart wasnt in it anymore and I was in a relationship that wasnt going anywhere and was causing me to sink back into depression. Luckily for me that relationship ended in Feb 08. I was FREE!!!! Having spent most of my later teens and my early twenties trying to please everyone and making my self unhappy, I decided it was time to make ME happy!!! within 4 weeks I had booked my flights for the end of May 08, sorted our a 6 month holiday visa and quit my job. I was heading back to Australia and I was using my life savings to do it.
It helped that my brother was living in Sydney at the time I was moving back, He was on a sponsorship visa, a visa I was hoping to get once I got there. Things seemed to start to work out for me. The company Stephen rented through were looking for a new staff member AND they offered sponsorship. I secured an interview when I was in Ireland for when I arrived. 4 interviews later and the Job was mine sponsorship and all. Myself and Stephen rented a 2 bedroom unfurnished apartment in Newtown signed a 1 year lease :) I had a job and an apartment, Life was good. Over the next 2 years I continued to work hard for the company that hired me. After 6 months I realised the owners didnt have a heart(they fired a colleague who had just found out he had Chrons Disease). Not being the only one on a sponsorship visa, ( in fact most of the office had been sponsored) they liked to use your Visa as a device that they could use against a staff member to ensure that everything was done 110%. basically everyone was too frightned about loosing their job that they did everything that was asked of them.
Over the next 2 years, i worked, partied, made lots of friends and fell in love with Matt whom I moved in with last January. I loved the work that I did, was great at my job and I worked well with clients and staff. well most staff members. One of the directors seemed to dislike me and i still dont know why. I had to watch what I wore, how i did my hair. what COLOR I dyed my hair etc. TBH I really think it stems from the fact that I was into heavy metal so I was stereotyped. Sometimes his treatment would get to me but most of the time i ignored it. In June 2010(a week after forking out for a trip to Ireland for Matt to meet my family), I was unexpectidly fired, I will not delve into the details except that it was illegal and unfair. I considered reporting them to immigration and sueing for unfair dismissal, but decided against it as one of my closest friends in Sydney was getting her permanent residency through them and I couldn't risk her loosing her visa and having to leave too.
I put my head down straight away to find a new job. but was unsuccessful. all I wanted to do was be with the man I love in a country that stole my heart. Unfortunatly due to a lack of time and ruling moving to Ireland out due to the GFC (best to have one unemployed in Australia then 2 in Ireland) we applied for a 12 month relationship visa. Having been in a relationship for over a year at the time but only been living together 9 months meant we applied too early but it was all we could do to be together. Immi informed up that there it up to 9 months waiting just to get a case officer :/. so to put it short we wait 9 months with a 95% chance of being declined :(.
So here I am almost 7 months later still unemployed and having heard nothing from Immigration about my visa application, however immensley happy about the fact I dont have to go to that horrible office everyday and im still in Sydney with Matt. Although in saying that im extremely bored and my brain has started to slow down due to non activity. Main reason for starting a blog.
On a happy note Matt insisted we took the last of our savings and continued with our holiday to Europe where he popped the question in the terrace area of a Parisian Cafe. :)
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