The only motivation to get out of bed to hop on that cheese wagon every morning was Matt, my first crush. Being the weird pig-tailed little that I was somehow he found me interesting enough to like me.
He gave me an Easter bunny and a card he made at Hallmark and I thought I was the most bada$$ second-grader EVER. I was crushed the day he switched schools, but believe it or not we hung out again in college and are still friends to this day!
I think he is actually engaged. I am happy for him and proud to say he was my first school girl crush, but I got to say I CRUSH haaaaard and those first ones are hard to let go.