In March 2013 I graduated from college. I walked up a stage to claim my diploma and get a handshake from the university president, then made my way down while the others in line behind me followed the well-practiced routine. And that was it. School was over. I remember feeling immensely happy and excited at the end of the ceremony, when all the fake rolled diplomas were thrown into the air. I remember wanting to run to the guests’ seats to find my family. But most of all I remember that after all the hype of the event had died down, amid the hugs and congratulations, I had one question in my mind: What now?
Lito Lapid: I did not violate any law