I don't remember what triggered it. In the fourth grade I "had a boyfriend" named John. It lasted a week, though, because he was too nice. Always giving me gifts and wanting to hold my hand.

I've always been a brute. He was Chinese and I really did like him.... As much as a fourth grader can like another fourth grader. O.o

And other than that? It's the famous people that really made me fall hard. But back in Killeen/Ft. Hood at the time, there weren't many Asian people in general. O.o Mostly blacks and whites. Now it's mostly blacks and with hispanics battling the whites. Yeesh. And huge gang issues. O.o