Ah, Monday. These weeks just keep marching on.
I almost missed last week due to a fall off a curb. I twisted my right ankle and banged up/cut my left knee. After those two things began to heal, other injuries began to appear, like a huge lump in my right thigh and a large knot on my right knee.
I'm slowly healing, though, so it's all good.
Today's question is:
Who was your first crush?
It was a guy in Junior High School. Up until that point, I don't think I ever really had a crush on anyone. I had liked a few boys, but nothing like this guy.
Looking back on it all, I totally made a fool of myself. Of course, that's what we do, right? Make fools of ourselves as we go all ga-ga over someone. I wrote him notes. Too many, which irritated him. His friends would just roll their eyes when they saw me coming. I'm sure I was borderline stalker-ish! I did everything I could to impress him, but I was a tomboy. I didn't do the hair and make-up and cute clothes.
It took awhile for me to just let it go. Which, I did. I tried to act all aloof and "over him" when I saw him. When I started acting like that, it seemed like the universe decided to throw us together as often as possible.
Later on, in high school, after having moved away for to a new school district, I ended up running into him and his friends. None of them recognized me, of course, because I had changed so much. I had the hair and make-up and what I considered cute girl clothes. I actually got to go out with him for a little while.
Okay, so spill. Who was your first crush? Leave me comments!