Once in Grade 5, I was heading back to class from the bathroom. Before I continue, I should specify two things. 1. My classroom was just right around the corner from the restroom, next to the cubbyholes. 2. There was a boy in my class that I had a crush on for the previous year. Now, for whatever reason, I was waving my arms around in a crazy half-propeller motion. Don’t ask me why; I was just overflowing with child-like excitement, I guess. So there I was, waving my arms dramatically, then just when I got to the corner… SMACK. I had accidentally smacked someone in the face. 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 mention that as one of my top socially inept moments.