My first crush. This, for me, is the most hilarious topic to write my blog about. Honestly, when I was younger I had numerous crushes. However, when I would crush I would crush hard. I feel like have the stuff I told you all would probably just freak you out.
Well when I was in the the seventh grade, I believe is when I had my first real crush. This is when I attended my catholic school and when I had to unfortunatley where uniforms. However, this is irrelevant, I almost feel like it is relevant. Anyway his name was Ian, and we both had the same homeroom together. I thought he was the most funniest and one of the cutest boys in my grade at the time. Sadly, I was weirdly obssessed with him. I emptied an index card box and made like a little shrine for him, creepy I know. Anyway, in the box I had a picture of him, one of his art pictures that he drew and (which I stole), I also had an old tore up baseball that I had put in the box as well. He played baseball for our school, so when I found it outside one at recess I was so excited. This is such an embarassing story, but luckily I have grown up from those awkward, precious adolescent years. Its funny what infatuation will make you do.
And so it is.
I come from a catholic school too, uniforms were alright, but after 13 years, you get a little tired of them.
ReplyDeletehaha this is hilarious. we all do embarassing things sometimes.
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