My high school graduation was only four years ago, and already I've forgotten the details, the names of some of my classmates, what I did everyday in high school for four long years. What I remember is that we all threw our caps at the end of the ceremony, even though we had been explicitly instructed not to because the principal was concerned the corners of the falling caps would poke someone's eye out.

I can't wait until my first reunion. Though perhaps by the time that rolls around, I won't be so intent on spitting at my childhood enemies' feet.