So Feng recently had to leave to China. No, not because of deportation HAHAHA. His grandmother died. I'd never heard him so sad in the time I've gotten to know him, than that night he called me. He explained that he felt so terrible. He was thinking he'd get a chance to see his grandma next year, but that oppourtunity is gone. Aside from missing his constant phone calls, haha I miss the kid himself. BUT as I was getting to another side of the subject, it makes me want to visit my grandmothers. One in New Mexico(that'll be easy since I don't need a passport) and one in good ol' GTO Penjamo, Mexico. Why does it take tragedy for us to realize the time we have is precious? Because that's how humans are, I guess. I really would like to see my grandmothers though...before it's too late.
~manny
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Why does it take tragedy for us to realize the time we have is precious? This.
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