Remember during Thanksgiving when I met a guy at the supermarket? Well he asked me for my number and I wouldn't give it to him but I told him my e-mail address instead. Knowing that he'd forget it by the time he got home, I wasn't worried, especially since I haven't heard from him. 

Until today when I got this message.

My parents called me from Vietnam this afternoon while I was super-cramming for my exam (but parents trump school). They're in Hanoi now staying with my Aunt. I'm glad they made it there okay because I can't stop thinking about where they are and what they're doing.