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I'm going to attend a class reunion at the end of the month. It's been 10 years since I've finished school and some of my former classmates have obviously found enough of us via stayfrieds to get this reunion going.

I have to admit that I am really looking forward to it. I haven't seen any of them since then and even though I don't even remember all the names anymore it'll still be fun to see what they've been doing and how well they've aged.

There's one thing about this that I'm a little... let's say uncomfortable with... directly after graduation we had a party in the garden of one of my classmates. What I didn't know was that he had a big dog which was rather wild and running freely around the garden. Back then I have been totally afraid of dogs so you all can guess what happened. I had a fucking panic attack which ended with me crying and leaving in a cab. This memory has haunted me for years and I can only hope that they all have forgotten about it.

If they talk about this, I'm gonna kill myself with caipirinhas.