At one point in fifth grade, I was making my way back to the classroom from the bathroom. Before I go on, I should mention two things. 1. My class was practically around the corner from the restroom, next to the storage units. 2. There was a boy in my classroom that I had a crush on for the last year. Now, for an unknown reason, I was waving my arms around in a crazy half-windmill motion. Don’t ask me why; I was just brimming with child-like excitement, I guess. So there I was, waving my arms enthusiastically, then just when I got to the corner… SMACK. I had inadvertently slapped someone in the cheek. It took me a second to realize who it was: my crush. I was embarrassed, but he just burst out laughing. To this day, I can probably mention that as one of my top clumsy moments.