Inside Australia's Immigration Detention

It's day 31 today but in my mind, it's day 1 of the preparation to go  back home. I have decided to shift some of my stuff from my room's small lockable  drawer to my suitcase in the Property if possible.  I am hoarding not  only bottles of shampoo but also tubes of paw paw ointment, packs of  peanuts butter and honey etc.  I put a request form in to shift my  stuff but I don't know whether I am allowed to do so. When I leave for Brissie, I have to take my mobile, computer and  chargers for them with me by all means.  But I am not sure whether it  is possible.  If not, there will be a big fuss after I am released in  Brisbane. (Yes, for the moment, I have decided to believe I will be  released.)  Even if I can take these essentials with me, still there  will be a lot of left-over items. Last time, it took about a month and a rather large number of people's  help to get my left-over belongings back from...

Listen!  Finally, finally, my roommate has gone!!!  Thank goodness.   My torturous days are over (until the next problem comes though...).   I learned today that Ms Serial Thief was regularly beaten up by others for her  stealing and infuriating comments against the persons from whom she  stole.  The scuffle I partially witnessed was really nothing compared  to the other times when she was literary beaten up!!  Although some guard told me that people here steal from each other, it does not seem to be true.  The problems were caused repeatedly by some specific persons and guards chucked one of them into my room.  I made a lot of  complaints but I do not think that is the reason she was shifted to  somewhere else.  So something must have happened although I do not  know what. Apart from that, I received an email from the Australian Human Rights  Commission.  The investigator who looked into ...

I usually go to bed before 9pm.  It's 10:43pm.  Why am I still in the  computer room?  Because I cannot sleep.  The entire compound is up.   Partially because I went to the guards' station to tell them my  roommate was crying.  Well, probably everybody got up and out before I  took action since my roommate screamed like hell a minute before I  went to the station. What happened was a disaster for me... When I was in bed someone knocked on the door.  I have a habit of  ignoring a door knock.  Plus I was on the upper bed of a bunk bed.  It  is not easy to go down so I ignored.  My roommate went to the door  and probably went out.  It seems there were some furious people came  to complain to my roommate.  She seems to have stolen someone's  mobile phone.  After a few loud voices, she came back to my room and  said 'Junkie'.  Then the complainants blew their ...

I  usually got up around 5:30am and use a computer until 7:30am then go t o brekkie.  This morning's job was sending an email to the Court  informing that I submitted the Amended Originating Application and  asking the court for arranging a pro bono lawyer for an early hearing  before Christmas.  I told my intention of this application to the  Minister's expensive lawyers last week so they must be happily  negotiating with the Minister for extra fees. I have not been able to assemble my legal team since my faulty pro  bono solicitor stuffed up.  My Partner has been furious against the lawyer.   I am not.  I used him knowing that he was liable for malpractice as a  migration agent.  One of my former colleagues in a law school taught  students 'if you pay peanuts, you get monkeys'.  You can't be angry at  a monkey. Anyway, one of the public interest clearing houses and a legal aid  that I ap...