OMG OMG OMG

I have been volunteering to help organize and plan my 10-year High School reunion this weekend. It's been fun and interesting, and the most interesting part should be this weekend, when we actually have the events and such.

So, our trusty alumni advisor reminded us this week that we should be emailing teachers who were at the school when we were there 10 years ago. Of course, no one else on the committee was taking care of this, so FOOLISHLY, I volunteered to do this. I didn't want to be the class of JERKS that didn't invite the teachers. So, in a classy fashion as I usually do, two days before our Saturday night big reunion event, I email some teachers to invite them.

Now, my emailing of the teachers wasn't as easy as it sounds. I wasn't a very good student. I was mediocre at best**, and lots of my time was spent OUTSIDE the high school, and generally being a douche bag. Needless to say, I was a little ashamed and embarrassed that I was the one writing and inviting these teachers to the reunion. In addition, I only had about 7 of the 32 teachers on my list. There was much angst and panic about writing an email, but, I finally did it, with the help of a friend. I wrote all 32 teachers emails, and sent them out. There. Done and DONE.

Except they have started to write back to me. OMG. OMG. OMG. I didn't really expect to hear back from any of these people - I guess I was having trouble tackling the writing of the email, and didn't even THINK about what the consequences were. So now I have to have awkward conversations with my teachers. Awesome. I feel like I am being called to the principal's office. At the age of 28. Weird.

**I am sure I wasn't as poor of a student as I am thinking in my head, but I am pretty sure I was still a douche bag. I probably should get over that before I have to interact with them face-to-face this weekend at the reunion.