When Cami came home from summer school, she told me there's this boy in 5th grade that she found cute and that he's short (about as high as my sister's shoulder). "Camille! He's younger and shorter than you!" "But he's cute eh," she said. Her admiration for him was comparable to that of a little girl and her first pet puppy. I guess it's not one of those heart thumping, breath stopping, vocabulary losing crushes. Anyway, she found out that he's crushing back at her. I asked her how did she find out. Apparently, this other school girl she was hanging out with knew about it. My sister asked her if he has a girlfriend. The girl answers, "No, he broke up with her when he saw you."

"But you know what? He knows that I know he likes me and he didn't make me pansin in school kanina.

Ah. Young love. So sweet. So simple. So shallow.