At one point in Grade 5, I was heading back to the classroom from the washroom. Before I go on, I should note two things. 1. My class was practically around the corner from the bathroom, next to the lockers. 2. There was a boy in my classroom that I had a crush on for the past 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 brimming 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 inadvertently slapped someone in the cheek. It took me a second to understand 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.