It was the day of my big class presentation, and I had been preparing for weeks. My topic was amazing—“The Wonders of Space.” I had this incredible slideshow ready, and I was convinced it was going to blow everyone away. When my name was called, I walked to the front with confidence. I plugged my flash drive into the classroom computer, opened the file, and waited for my masterpiece to appear. But when the first slide popped up on the screen, my heart stopped. Instead of my space presentation, there it was—a glittery title that read: “My Ultimate Dream Wedding!!!” The entire room went silent. For a split second, I tried to process what was happening. Then it hit me. My little sibling had been using the same flash drive for their school project, and this was their work. Before I could do anything, pictures of wedding dresses, flower arrangements, and a playlist titled “Reception Bangers” started flashing across the screen. I heard someone snort in the back of the room, and then the laughter erupted. My face burned hotter than the surface of the sun. I frantically clicked around, trying to close the slideshow, but of course, the computer decided to lag. And just when I thought it couldn’t get worse, a video auto-played: “Top 10 Romantic Proposals That Will Make You Cry.” I wanted to disappear. Finally, my teacher stepped in, saying, “Let’s give you a moment to reset.” But by then, the damage was done. For the rest of the semester, my classmates called me “The Wedding Planner.” I’m still not over it.