Missing...

When i start missing people at home, i look at all the photos and try to piece the occurences of each picture together. Just like a jigsaw puzzle.

And after that, i realize i am missing them more. Especially when we don't talk for five days. Hell, one day is long enough. Whatmore five!

Sigh.

On a lighter note though, thank God for my outgoing funny friends here. If they hadn't asked me to the fancy dress night, i wouldn't have met Johnny Depp and Owen Wilson. Or at least those who looked like them.

I am starting to adapt real well. Thank you everyone, for the support. Even those back home.
No 'culture shock(s)' yet. Maybe later.