so, after one of my random weekday's nap, i was told, (not to mention shocked) with the fact that my roommate is going back to malaysia.
the conversation pretty much went like this
"May, guess what?"
"What?"
"I'm going back to Malaysia"
"Good for you. Summer 1 or summer 2?"
"No, this Saturday"
"It's still January. You're too early for April Fool's joke"
"I am serious"
"..."
Yeah, imagine me, just woke up from a not so satisfying nap; feeling a little dizzy, and then this news came as a big slap on my face.
Why? Why? Why?
apparently some people (by people i mean the international office and the people in the embassy) totally screw up her visa transition (from an A-2 to a F-1); and technically she has been an illegal immigrant ever since her parents went back to M'sia.
pushing the blame on one another, my roommate is the victim in the very end. and no, it doesn't end there, she was the one who needs to take all the bloody scoldings and yellings and blamings from (i) her dad (ii) the embassy (iii) the international office.
well, at first it doesn't sound that bad at first. cuz her dad seems to have a range of very very impressive contacts, ranging from consulate-generals to ambassadors of the whole wide world... and their first assurance was... 'Nothing one la, can solve it here and then..."
Bullshit.
anyhoos, realizing that there's nothing else she could do but to go back and settle things there, we ended up rushing all over the places to get the paperwork done, before rushing to the airport to catch the very last minute flight back to m'sia.
what an adventure.
sounds familiar?
i was stuck in a pretty much similar situation back in London, remember?
mine wasn't that bad after all, when i think about it.
cuz u see, after my roomie's parent's return to m'sia, she can only stay in the US of A for 45 days, and if she exceeds the 45-days period, she would need to face the consequences of being barred from entering US of A for 5-10 years. Owh, this is the part you shouldn't miss..... SHE COULD BE ENDED UP IN JAILED B'CUZ OF THAT.
you might think.. "wah, your roommate so messed up one ar?"
pardon me, cuz based on the explanation she gave me, it seems like she was the one being tossed around like a ball, being told different things to do by different people, and when this shit happens, they all put the blame on her...
great.
i am grateful, though i felt really bad for her, and since my London experience is nothing, like seriously, nothing compared to her current shitty situation. and yes of cuz, i did my very best to help her out....
how???
i skipped my work (not my class, i swear to god), begged for my friend's car, called everyone whom i know can help solve this, and drove minimum 70mph to the airport. (just so u know the speed limit was 55-60mph)...
owh well, this is shall be a lesson to everyone....
DO NOT FUCKING MESS WITH THE IMMIGRATION'S OFFICE!!!
