My (first) Crush

Day #2: My Crush

(I wrote this post yesterday but forgot to post it. Oops! And I posted it earlier, and realized that most of it didn't post. If you read that, sorry that it ended so randomly)

SURPRISE! I'm not going to talk about Forrest.

But before you think I'm cheating/hating on Forrest, I decided I would talk about a crush of the past. My first crush that I can remember to be exact. It was way back in 1st grade (I started early. I pretty much got crushes on guys extremely easy for the longest time, right up until I met Forrest. I figured something would turn into more sometime ;-) Fortunately I've been in a standstill since)

His name was Patrick. Cortney and I both thought he was so dreamy. Since we were in first grade, we didn't really care that we were both smitten by the same boy.

One day, we had the brilliant idea to write him love notes. Since we were highly articulate for our age, and had impeccable handwriting, they were obviously the best of notes. I remember writing on bright pink paper about how cute he was, and how we wanted to marry him in the temple (because, in our first grade minds, everyone were surely members of the Church!) We signed them anonymously (of course), and hid them behind my couch for me to bring to school the next day.

Well, later that night, my brother Daniel had been looking behind the couch, and he found the note Cortney had written (Thank goodness it wasn't mine. Until I was about 14, I tried to put off the image to my family that boys had cooties...bahaha). He asked me what it was all about, and I threw Cortney under the bush. I told him that Cortney was in love with a boy at school. He wrote her name on it. I forgot to erase it, and the next day, I brought the notes to school and put them on his desk.

I remember waiting with great anticipation as he approached his desk. We watched him read the notes. You could tell he was so embarrassed (because really, what first grade boy wants a lovey dovey pink note from ANY girl?!) He came over towards Cortney and calmly told her to "please never write him a note again." And that was the end of it. He moved to another school a few months later. But boy was he dreamy.

And being the creepy person I am, I totally searched him out on facebook after writing this. So not dreamy anymore.

And before I forget; the post about my best friends--as my sister Cindy pointed out--left out my family. I really have the best family in the world, and my siblings are definitely my best friends. However, I was waiting to write about them on the "siblings" day :) hehe