As a self-professed introvert, I have difficulties keeping in contact with old friends, be it from primary or secondary school, church friends, collage mates, or colleagues from work.
Yet when it comes the time to leave Malaysia for UK, only them do I call up to meet before heading over. Just because I seldom contact nor call, does not lessen the importance or influence they had on my life. The ones I call my good friends.
We meet at their favourite mamak stall, reminisce of times gone by, chuckle at old pictures, and compare who has changed the most since then. It is nice to know that despite my radio silence for almost 2 years, they are still are as friendly as before, I barely had to go through much ribbing(good-natured of course).
Indeed. Though I look forward to starting a new life experience in UK.
These are the things I will miss.
So long Malaysia, till next time.