Remember when you were younger, it seemed like every year, there was someone new you had a crush on. There were the butterflies in your stomach, sweaty palms, and temporary speech impediment. With occasional school dances, or classes in common you may have had a chance to make your affections known, if you could muster the courage. Just the thought of them consumed your conscience for likely quite a while, during which time nothing else really seemed to matter as much.