Having read alot about the Nguyen drug trafficking case, I realized that coming to the US has softened my stance on execution for drug trafficking. In fact, I'm kind of against it now. I can understand the capital punishment for murder, but for drug trafficking? My roommate's a pothead, but he's a really nice guy who wouldn't harm a fly. And we were just joking about me bringing back 15grams of his pot and getting hanged for it. When you enter the world of sin you realize hey, it isn't that bad until you take it to the extreme. I have so many friends now that do drugs or smoke or drink alot, but they're perfectly nice and normal people. They still carry on with their lives, do their homework and study. I'm heading home in 2 days, and I know I will feel differently about many things back home. What wonders 5 months abroad does for me. At least I know I'll appreciate the bus service and the MRT!