Here's where I come in. You see, I had my first real-life crush in the third grade. I thought he was dreamy. And I wasn't aware you were supposed to keep those things to yourself. So, naturally, I told everyone. I may have even written a story where we were going to get married (in Disney World, because that's the greatest place in the WORLD to an 8 yr old. Who am I kidding? I want to be in Disney World now). Although I don't actually remember this. People (ahem, best friend BW) have told me over and over.
I would just like to say, though, that even if I declared my (puppy) love for my crush, it's not as though I could do anything about it. He didn't like me, so I pined, and eventually I got over it. Once I called his house to ask about homework (because we had so much homework in the third grade?), but I only called once. And I didn't know his address (and I only knew his neighborhood because we rode the same bus). So all of my words were just words. And my cookie money. Because women in love give mean crushes their cookie money. Oh well, I was chubs. I probably didn't need cookies anyway.
Anyway, because of my tendency to tell everyone about my crush (and probably embarrass the hell out of said crush), I was labelled the crazy girl for a while. Side story, this changed in the fifth grade where in the middle of class, this girl named Brittney got up on her desk and started singing and dancing. See, the things on "gLee" totally happen in real life!
But throughout high school, multiple people told me that said former crush and I were going to get married. Many different people over several years. Does that make me less crazy?
You may be asking what this has to do with the present? Well, you see, I have been thinking about crushes lately.
Actually, I was watching Sixteen Candles, and it reminded me of all the times over many years that I wrote out my crush's name in my notebook. And I know every girl does this. They told me so, and I've seen it with my own eyes.
I <3 Jake Ryan.
If I wrote my crush's name in my notebook now, would it be considered sketch? Where's the line drawn? At 10, it's cute as long as no one sees. At 20, it's creepy, and they send you to the asylum? Sorry, but ever since reading "The Yellow Wallpaper," I'm terrified of anything resembling a sanitarium. And you can't make me go.
And, secondly, would this sketchiness be applied to crushes on famous people? Obviously, I have a teensy crush on Drake (since I wrote a whole post explaining how we're supposed to get married). Best friend BW has a slight obsession with Jason Segel (and I'm convinced they're going to get married and have muppet babies). So when does the creep factor set in?
Is it when you send death threats to Esperanza Spalding because she won the Grammy you thought he should have won? For the record, I didn't do that. Although I did think Drake (obvs) or J.Biebs were going to win.
Is it when you send death threats to Esperanza Spalding because she won the Grammy you thought he should have won? For the record, I didn't do that. Although I did think Drake (obvs) or J.Biebs were going to win.
Justin's mad he didn't win. Tween girls everywhere revolt!
I actually don't know how to end this post, but I didn't want JB's face to be the last thing you saw, so I'm writing this.
Tell me who your first (celebrity) crush was! Mine was Kurt Russell in Tombstone. I was very upset when I learned he wasn't really Wyatt Earp. Yeah, I was weird.
I can't remember my first celebrity crush, probably some teen star from one of the 90s shows that were so awesome, but I do remember my first real crush. His name was, well for the sake of the story, let's call him R and EVERYONE teased us saying, "if you two get married he'll be R R." (point being that his first name and my last name are the same)...How creative we were at the ripe old age of 8.
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My first celebrity crush was Travis Tritt. (For those of you that have no idea who Mr. Tritt is, he is a country singer.) I was five years old, he taught me how to spell t-r-o-u-b-l-e, and I was convinced of our eventual marriage. I was so "in love" with the man that when my mother called him ugly I pitched a hissy fit and wouldn't talk to her until she took it back. My mother, being the loving woman that she is, got us tickets to go see (the world's greatest country singer) Travis Tritt in concert, AND she somehow managed to sneak me backstage to meet him. I was a rather shy child so instead of greeting him warmly as my future husband I hid my face, thus ending my first long term "relationship" with my first celebrity crush.
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I have no real in depth stories about said crush. But my first celebrity crush was Zack Hanson from Hanson. I loved him to death, especially since he was my age. I was in the 5th gradde and uber obsessed. My mom won the CD for me on the radio, so, thus, it was also the first CD I ever owned!
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