Do I really have to do this right now? So much has changed in the past year. My morals, my inspirations, and dreams. Ten times over, how am I to know where I wil be? How am I to have even the slightest idea? If high school has taught me anything, it is that nothing and no one can be really, permenantly counted on. Everyone will screw you over eventually. Friends change their minds, and pinky promises don't count anymore. Kisses aren't contracts, I know now. Even the bond between parent and child can be torn with enough jarring. You can't trust people, and you certainly can't trust yourself. We are in a constant state of flux. Even so, idealis