• I remember once in art class, I was sitting on a stool and unknown to me it ripped my pants. When Art class ended I started to head to my next class. I just happen to see the guy I had a big crush on, so I tried to play it cool. Problem is me and cool just don't get along well. I ended up tripped causing all my books to fall to the floor. When I bent over to pick them up, everyone who walking by saw my underwear. They didn't mind to point it out, Including to my crush. I was mortified. Seeing as It was soon to be the last class of the day I couldn't go home to change. The rest of the day I had to hold my book bag over the hole in my paints. After that day I avoided my crush as much as I could.