This morning, I was told by a guard that I would relocate to another room back on the ground floor. I was first assigned to a room on the ground floor when arrived in this Centre. But the ground floor was reserved for high risk detainees basically those who came here directly from a prison. So I was shifted to the upstairs on the next day. When I asked a guard at that time whether I could have a room on the ground floor (which was more convenient for me for all sorts of reasons) if I wish, I was told that I could not. So I have been on level 2 since then. Despite that, someone decided to shift me back to the ground floor again! Well, going downstairs is OK but relocating from one place to another every week is not. Two guards came to carry my stuff but they left after delivering my stuff. I had to unpack them all by myself. Annoying...
Today, somehow, I did not have to go to La Trobe to ask a guard there to print out my affidavit. The guard in Lima did. I do not know what happened. It seems that we have a different rule every day here.
Oh, I met a guard who was a guard I had met here in 2006. She is still working here! She is a Chinese Indonesian migrant and loved Sudoku. I remembered her. She remembered me, too. She said to me that she liked me at that time and she still likes me. Well, thank you very much but I hope there will be no more reunion in future.
Other than those, I was called to go to the Medical Centre to have an eye test today. A nurse there interrogated me as to why I needed glasses and why I had not made glasses before coming to the Centre. I told her that I had not had money. Apparently, my answer did not please her. I should have told her that that was not her business or the Immigration had failed to tell me in advance that it would detain me. I suspect that no matter what I say, she would not be pleased anyway. Stuff it.
Today, somehow, I did not have to go to La Trobe to ask a guard there to print out my affidavit. The guard in Lima did. I do not know what happened. It seems that we have a different rule every day here.
Oh, I met a guard who was a guard I had met here in 2006. She is still working here! She is a Chinese Indonesian migrant and loved Sudoku. I remembered her. She remembered me, too. She said to me that she liked me at that time and she still likes me. Well, thank you very much but I hope there will be no more reunion in future.
Other than those, I was called to go to the Medical Centre to have an eye test today. A nurse there interrogated me as to why I needed glasses and why I had not made glasses before coming to the Centre. I told her that I had not had money. Apparently, my answer did not please her. I should have told her that that was not her business or the Immigration had failed to tell me in advance that it would detain me. I suspect that no matter what I say, she would not be pleased anyway. Stuff it.