At one point in Grade 5, I was walking back to the classroom from the washroom. Before I continue, I should note two things. 1. My class was practically around the corner from the restroom, next to the storage units. 2. There was a boy in my class that I had a crush on for the previous year. Now, for an unknown reason, I was flailing my arms around in a crazy half-propeller motion. Don’t ask me why; I was just filled with child-like joy, I guess. So there I was, waving my arms dramatically, then just when I got to the corner… SMACK. I had unintentionally smacked someone in the head. It took me a second to understand who it was: my crush. I was mortified, but he just laughed. To this day, I can probably cite that as one of my top awkward moments.