Tomorrow Will Be Different

"The best is yet to come."
- The only thing I heard come out of people's mouths last night. That and a series of, "we'll miss you" and "congratulations". It was my going away party. Where am I now you may be asking? Sitting in my driveway at 4:00 in the morning writing in the diary my great great aunt Betsy gave me (p.s - thanks aunt Betsy). Once my parents got out of the house I'd be following them across the country, with that a new era of my life starting. Adulthood. College life. New friends. Relationships. I don't want to miss any of it and what better way to remember than a diary? So really aunt Betsy I thank you for this wonderful gift. Now without further ado I present to you, the beginning of tomorrow.