Once in Grade 5, I was making my way back to the classroom from the restroom. Before I proceed, I should mention two things. 1. My classroom was just just around the bend from the bathroom, next to the cubbyholes. 2. There was a boy in my grade that I had a crush on for the past year. Now, for an unknown reason, I was waving my arms around in a wild half-windmill motion. Don’t ask me why; I was just overflowing with child-like excitement, I guess. So there I was, waving my arms enthusiastically, then just when I got to the corner… SMACK. I had inadvertently hit someone in the head. It took me a second to recognize who it was: my crush. I was embarrassed, but he just started laughing. To this day, I can probably mention that as one of my top socially inept moments.