One time in Grade 5, I was heading back to class from the restroom. Before I go on, I should mention two things. 1. My class was practically around the corner from the bathroom, next to the lockers. 2. There was a boy in my grade that I had a crush on for the last year. Now, for whatever reason, I was waving my arms around in a wild half-propeller motion. Don’t ask me why; I was just brimming with child-like glee, I guess. So there I was, waving my arms enthusiastically, then just when I got to the corner… SMACK. I had accidentally slapped someone in the cheek. It took me a second to understand who it was: my crush. I was mortified, but he just burst out laughing. To this day, I can probably recall that as one of my top socially inept moments.