Once in fifth grade, I was heading back to class from the bathroom. Before I proceed, I should note two things. 1. My classroom was just right around the corner from the bathroom, next to the cubbyholes. 2. There was a boy in my grade that I had a crush on for the previous year. Now, for an unknown reason, I was waving my arms around in a wild half-pinwheel motion. Don’t ask me why; I was just filled with child-like glee, I guess. So there I was, waving my arms dramatically, then just when I got to the corner… SMACK. I had inadvertently smacked someone in the head. It took me a second to realize who it was: my crush. I was mortified, but he just started laughing. To this day, I can probably cite that as one of my top clumsy moments.