"Give up" as in "not living in that way", you see.
I guess I have to explain a little further for you Westerners to understand: Let's just say our national identity is defined by a number of good things and a number of bad things. Among the bad things, we have the penchant for extreme competitiveness and the willingness to backdoor/backstab/resort to all sorts of unethical manners to advance one's position as a result of the former. That way of living allows the sly and the "flexible" to achieve far more than what they can by just their sheer ability. When I say "give up" I mean saying no to all of those practices and try to live as a by-the-book, law-abiding, transparent citizen.
That's much easier said than done though. Back at home my parents have constructed such a network of relationship that I need only ask and I'll get whatever I want, be it an easy job that involves writing/teaching/translating, a position that opens up a whole lot of opportunities, a shot at professional journalism, or even a (pretty good shot at getting a) girlfriend among their friends' children (some of whom, as I've heard, are really cool people). All of that I want really, REALLY bad, especially the last one.
Needless to say, all of those I have infinitessimally small chance to get on my own out of what I have in Australia. If I want to live in a strictly "ethical" way, I have to say no to EVERYTHING and try to entrench in Australia, trying to scrape out a living from exhausting part-time jobs to make ends meet while waiting in vain that someone, anyone at all, will take a glance at my resume and not immediately toss it into the bin. Oh, and harboring an unrequited crush on this particular girl whom I know will start to avoid me like the plague if she ever knows I think of her as anything more than a friend. I just cannot, in no way, shape or form, compete with a six-foot-five white Aussie beach boy in both appealing to employers AND girls. Not on his home turf, at least.
This is probably the toughest choice in my life so far and I have no idea what I should do. And frankly speaking I have never quite been the guy who'd willingly martyr himself.