Aww man, I really don't like this one so much, and forgive me because I'm incredibly tired and just sort of punching my way through this post right now in the spur of the moment, because I really want to stay committed to this challenge. I feel if I don't write this thing out now, I'm gonna miss that 12AM deadline and thus ruin my life.
Dramatic I know
So... first love... dude, alright...
So the earliest crush that i can remember was back in the fifth grade. I am certain there were earlier crushes or whatever but they don't come to mind right now. Yes I am aware that first love and crush are two different things, but in this respect I actually don't have a great many 'loves' just attempts at connections... my first true love is my current and last true love... which I'm sure i'll have ample time to talk about.
Anyway! back to the fifth grade...
This is kind of embarrassing, but my hardest most potent crush was actually on my very on teacher. Mr. Cartegena. Man he was so cute, and witty, and funny, and just over all a cool motherfucker...
seriously, I went to school in the Bronx, and not the nice area either...Hmm... (are there any nice areas of the Bronx?)
This guy was just cool and collected, like a boss... and I had such love for him. He was also the only teacher I ever did well in math with... HATE MATH. But with my Mr. Cartegena, I flourished, even got some awards in math... So not only was he cute, smart and my future ex-husband, (we would have had a passionate love but our disapproving families would eventually tear us apart) But he was also a great teacher.
I love you Mr. Cartegena, and though I am thoroughly spoken for, I have not forgotten you! You're still my very first sweetheart.
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