Somehow this news struck me badly because it made me realised that life is really unpredictable. We have no idea what's going to happen the next month, next week, next day, next hour, next minute, next second.... And this somehow freaks me out. I'm just suddenly afraid that people will just leave my life suddenly without any notice. And when I say leave, I mean gone for good. You know how scary it is? It makes me just feel like going up to everyone I know and give them a really tight hug and tell them how much I love them.
All the news these days made me appreciate everybody around me more. Not only the passing on of Huang Wen Young, but also the Boston bombing incident. It's so sad to know that humans are actually harming one another like that. I feel so disappointed and angry when I heard about that news because those people who ran the marathon are running for a good cause and yet what did they got in return? A BOMB ATTACK. What has the world turn into? It's sad to know that there are humans out there who are so cold blooded... I really hope the worse has arrived and there will be peace and only peace on Earth.
R.I.P Huang Wen Young.
R.I.P Boston bombing victims.
Reuters
Krystle Campbell
Medford, Mass. | Age 29
Krystle Campbell, who went almost every year to watch the runners cross the finish line, was standing with a friend when the blasts occurred. Her family initially was told that she was merely injured, according to her grandmother Lillian Campbell. But her identity had been confused with that of a friend who had been standing with her.
Ms. Campbell’s parents learned their daughter had died only when they entered the other woman’s hospital room, her grandmother said.
“We’re heartbroken at the death of our daughter,” her mother, Patty Campbell, who could barely be understood through her tears, said in a statement she read on the porch of the family’s Medford home on Tuesday afternoon. “She was a wonderful person. She was sweet and kind and friendly and she was always smiling.”
Ms. Campbell worked long days and nights as a restaurant manager, most recently for Jimmy’s Steer House in Arlington, but friends said she never lost her sense of humor.
“She made everyone feel special, and in her line of work, it’s really hard,” said Laurie Jackson Cormier, who ran a park where Ms. Campbell managed a restaurant for a number of years. “They work so damn hard, and you don’t often come across everyone who has that attitude.”
Ms. Campbell lived with her grandmother for almost two years, caring for her after a medical procedure, before moving recently to Arlington and taking a new restaurant job.
Lillian Campbell said her granddaughter called several times a week and came to see her most weeks. They had a cup of tea and “lots of laughs about foolish things.”
“Every time she comes in the house to see anybody it’s a hug and a kiss,” Lillian Campbell said, “And that’s how she left.”
Bill Richard, via Associated Press
Martin Richard
Boston, Mass. | Age 8
The day after the explosions, mourners dropped flowers on the front steps of the gray, two-story Victorian home where Martin Richard lived with his family in the Dorchester section of Boston. Martin was standing near the finish line when he and his family became part of the carnage that took place. His mother, Denise, and sister, Jane, 6, were badly injured by the blast.
“Bad things happen, I understand that,” said Suzanne Morrison, a close friend of the family. “But why three times over that family endured what they endured yesterday, that’s something I’ll never be able to process.”
Martin was kindhearted and had an “infectious smile,” Ms. Morrison said. She said he had spent a school year in the same class as one of her daughters.
“He was the one boy that all the girls had a crush on,” Ms. Morrison said. “He didn’t shun the girls. He would play with them. He was just a great, great kid.”
Martin was a third grader at Neighborhood House Charter School. He was frequently in front of his house playing sports with his brother and sister, whom a neighbor described as a tomboy. A red bicycle helmet sat on the front lawn on Tuesday; a basketball hoop and hockey goal were in the driveway.
“Very active, very normal American kids,” said a neighbor, Jane Sherman.
Meixu Lu, via Associated Press
Lu Lingzi
Shenyang, China | Age 23
By most accounts, Lu Lingzi had ambitions for a career in finance. News of her death Monday reverberated across the Internet and her home country of China, where her account on Weibo, a Twitter-like microblogging service used by tens of millions of people in that country, attracted more than 10,000 messages, mostly of condolence, in the hours after the news media reported her death.
“You are in heaven now, where there are no bombs,” said one message.
Ms. Lu was in the United States as a graduate student at Boston University, and her résumé lists a succession of academic achievements and internships with financial firms. She appeared to be among the many hoping that an American degree would pave the way to a prestigious job in business. She went to high school in Shenyang, a cradle of state-driven industrialization in northeast China that fell on hard times in the 1990s, and then studied international trade at the Beijing Institute of Technology, and statistics at Boston University, according to her résumé on LinkedIn, a social networking Web site.
But Ms. Lu shared more prosaic pleasures and worries with other Chinese students studying in Boston.
“She said she wanted to have a boyfriend as soon as possible, because her family was worried that if she couldn’t find a boyfriend they would have to help,” said Lu Meixu, her friend also studying at Boston University. “She hoped she could meet ‘the one’ as soon as possible.”
Ming Chen, a 23-year-old graduate student in computer science, met Ms. Lu when they were still in China, preparing to go to Boston to study.
The two shared a love of the rock band Nirvana, he said, adding that she used the group’s line “smells like teen spirit” in her profile on QQ, a popular instant-messaging service in China.
“She was optimistic, outgoing, and really hard-working,” he said.
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