Dear Friends, I miss you guys...

Everytime after leaving Malaysia to come back here, I guess to some people it seems like I have disappeared off the face of the earth.

Not that I don't make an effort to keep in touch but it feels weird. Talking on the phone makes me miss them even more and true to my personality style, I stay away instead. Not that I don't love them to bits because I do.

It's always nice to know that people care and that they think of me despite my absence. A really close friend emailed me today, just cheking up on why I haven't been in touch. A few weeks ago, another called. I really, really love them and when I see them it would seem like I have never left.

But while I'm here, it almost hurts too much to be in touch. For instance, right now I'm missing them so much.

Living in both cultures is so difficult. Just a few days ago, I was thinking that making a life here in Vancouver might actually be nice given that one has the right friends etc. Now I'm thinking about friends and family in Malaysia that I'll always miss if Vancouver is where my life is.

So torn...