My First Crush

My very first crush doesn’t really count. We were five and in kindergarten… Chad. Huge crush… but I hadn’t yet lost my confidence as I did later, so I solved that little problem. I could run faster – therefore, I ran tackled him, straddled him, and kissed him on the cheek… You’d think it was acid since, you know, “Eeeeewwwwwwwww Cooooooooties!” The irony is, he later became my first “real” boyfriend in 10th grade.

But my first crush in which I agonized was also in Kindergarten. Timothy. This was after I lost my confidence. Yes, in kindergarten – horrible embarrassing incident and the topic of a different post. Anyway, timothy had beautiful brown hair and gorgeous blue eyes. He was also Yoda. As in Star Wars. We played at recess. A girl named Kristin (the hussy) and I took turns in being Princess Leia, Timothy was Yoda, and Brent and Chad took turns being Luke. Lots of “You’re my hero” and lines from the movie (which I hadn’t seen, by the way). He never knew I existed. I eventually went to high school with him, but I don’t think he even knew that we were in elementary school together. He eventually became a wrestler and football player. I always had that little place in my heart for him.