My first crush was in the third grade. His name was Daniel. We were both 8, and complete opposites. He was a blonde, southern kid from Alabama, and I was a quiet girl that had lived in Chicago my whole life. We became friends and one day my friend Jenny finally embarrassed me in front of him and said, "YOU LIKE DANIEL, DON'T YOU?!" And I turned bright red. So she was like, "Tell the truth!" And I was like, "Okay. I like you. A little." And he said the exact same thing. So Jenny was shocked and started humming the theme music from "Love Connection". We were both mortified. But at the end of the day, he gave me a little slip of paper with his name, address, and phone number. Underneath, he wrote, "Coments:" It was adorable! :lol: I never saw him after the 4th grade, though, becuase he moved to Georgia with his family over the summer. But yeah. . . that was my first real "relationship", lol. . . come to think of it, I haven't really had one since. . . Cupid, I know you're busy, but jeez! Cut a sister some slack!!!!!! :lol: