For Good.

Today is that day that all high schoolers daydream about in order to stay sane during Trigonometry tests and history lectures. It's the day that marks the "official" end of childhood and the beginning of "real" life. It's the day that will lead to the most change I've ever experienced.

That's right, folks, today I'm going to college.

I was always the student who complained about high school and couldn't wait to leave. I'm glad that I'm finished with high school; that much is still true. I'm excited to meet new people and be challenged in a way that I never before have. But despite my constant complaining for the last, I don't know, six years about how boring Northern Kentucky is, all of a sudden I'm a little sad to leave. It's familiar. Comfortable. And despite the fact that my birth certificate says Maine and that I have always preferred to tell people I'm from Cincinnati to avoid being stereotyped, Kentucky is the only home I've ever really known. 

While I know that there are many adventures in store for me in Provo, I am sad to leave behind the people with whom I've had adventures in Florence. And UDF ice cream. I'm really going to miss that!

Even though I don't see the big hype, I'd be remiss if I didn't pay tribute to Florence's "famous" landmark in my farewell post. So, here it is. Goodbye Florence...y'all!