Nothing is constant. Everything is hanging right now. I don't even know. I can't imagine myself being enrolled without having a few crying bouts, fights with my mom, and the occasional mental breakdown. Here's to my 2nd year in college which starts in two weeks. Also, we went to High Ridge with long time no see (or even know) cousins. I really liked the baked penne and wish that I had more. I also liked the honey banana float we had after we had to go out twice to buy Am-am's milk and rice.