My first crush was in 3rd grade. A boy who I think hated me. Maybe this was because I showed my affection by kicking him in the shins, digging my nails into his arm and screaming as loudly and shrilly (is that a word?) as I possibly could into his ear. But really, I liked him a lot! Then we ended up at the same college. One night, out of nowhere, he tried to booty call me via IM. At that point, he was kind of a douche.