I'm in that zone again.. You know, that zone where you kind of just sit there, trying to do homework, but all you realize is that your life is kind of a mess? I wonder when it was exactly that I discovered how hard it is to be happy. Can't remember the last time that I was really happy. When I say really happy, it means happy for a long time. Probably before my grandma passed away I guess.. Man no matter what, shes my grandma. Nothing can change that.. And I've just missed her so much lately. I wonder.. if she was still alive today, would I go visit her and chill with her afterschool? Because if she were to come back to life now, I think I would really want to.. Teach her some English, she can make me food, we can talk about random stuff.

Everyone has a favorite memory, or a memory that sticks out in your mind more than any other.. I don't even remember how old I was, but I do remember teaching her the wrong thing.. I told her that her perfume was cologne and that my grandpa's cologne was perfume. It's pretty funny actually. There I was, a little stupid kid trying to be a smart alec and teach my grand parents the difference between perfume and cologne. And I remember going through her English learning booklets and making her try to go over some of it. She was the only one who made a real effort to learn English.. maybe it was for the sake of communication between her and the kids.. nevertheless, I still admire that quality about her. Just one last time to hang out with her..