nine years ago i made it out of high school unscathed with less than a handful of names on my vengeance list, and as a result i don't think about high school much. until i talk with the teensy tiny teeny boppers. today i've made a point of asking them how their day was as they walk in to work and this is what i've gotten so far...
"how was your day?"
"fine. i just basically fell in love today, that's all."
"i pretty much hate all my classes."
"this kid named rocky passed the spirit stick on to me."
"i wore my 'many dates' shirt today."
"this guy came up and talked to me today and he was pretty cool and we were both wearing green and then my friends told me later not to like him because he's a jerk and they told me some stories about him but, like, you can't just stop being in love with someone in one day."
i'm telling you.