Everyone should combine forces to make the Gordon-Levitt an actual unit of measure. That measures awesomeness.

Day 3: Your First Love
Did I skip a day? I feel like I skipped a day. Oh well, moving on.

My first "love" was probably my first grade crush, Adam. I don't have a picture of him, and if I did it would be weird that I have it and I would need to get his permission to use it. But I'm pretty sure, in first grade, he basically looked like this:

Please note: I will not ask Joseph Gordon-Levitt for permission to use his picture because he's famous and it's everywhere, I'm not using it to make money or connect him to any organization, and because he wouldn't answer (like he hasn't answered any of my 386 fan letters).

That's Adam, give or take a few Gordon-Levitts*.

He was totally my first kiss, maybe. Except possibly a guy in preschool before I got kicked out (a story for another post). He would insist in college that I was the one chasing him down and kissing him, like, everywhere, but I think his imagination has added some details. There was just the one in the morning attendance line, which was totally mutual. Probably.

So we ended up going to different schools for second grade, and when he arrived at my new school in third grade I basically thought we'd hook up again, since it was beyond our control that we got separated. But noooo, Chelsea** comes along and steals him away and it's just so drama. So we kind of had a falling out (that really ended up okay because we all moved on by the time we were super-grown-up fourth graders. We were really getting too old for that silliness, and my lady-friends and I had a Spice Girls tribute band to create) and traversed the rocky terrain of love denied for the rest of the year.

We reconnected recently, once in High School (and my friends and I completely scared him off because we are crazy), and again in college. I was really surprised we crossed paths on a campus of 30,000 students, but we did and it was very nice. I think, deep down, we still feel the uncertainty of a love lost...but time heals everything.

*Not an actual unit of measure, but still awesome.

**Chelsea is actually awesome and we became very close friends. She is in no way a person who breaks up relationships, especially fictional 3rd-grade ones.