Last night, I talked to my brother thru yahoo messenger. It's been a while we haven't spend time together since I moved to this country. It was night time here and day time there. He got a chance to get online while he's waiting for his next subject. And that was the time I first talk to him in a serious way. Several days ago, I talked to my mother on yahoo also, she really cried and I really hate to see her crying... she misses me so bad I know, coz I feel the same way too. My first week staying here was so horrible... kind of bizarre but talking to them on the phone really helped me a lot. Until I get used to see them online and hearing their voices.