It's everyone and their mother's birthdays last week and this week, so we all went out to eat for celebration last night. I had red beans and rice. It made me happy. My friends are awesome. I finally called my parents today. There was no conflict. There was nothing. We talked about school and my birthday and going home. For not having talked since March, they surely didn't have too much to say. I couldn't tell if they were still mad or not, but they had to have let up some if they sent me a card. They could have called me, but at least they sent a card. I figured it was a good sign. We'll see. The test is still to come. Rome or not? My love or not? What to do, what to do.