The movie crazy little thing called love reminds me of my childhood, especially the school year 2002-2003. During my 6th grade days, there was this guy on our school, I don’t like to reveal his real name so let’s call him max, well he is the captain of the volleyball team, I told my dear friend marla at first about this silly crush I have, but she told our classmates then the other students in our school knew, it spread fast because the students are not that many, there is only one section for every grade level. Kids are teasing me, kindergarten to grade 5, even the teachers at school, it even went to the point when his mother already knew me. Some of my classmates are volleyball players, so I have the excuse to watch their game. I got his cellphone number and land line number. I would text him and the reply that i will always get is who u po?, i tried to call him on land line, but every time I call, it’s not him who answers the phone, so I would say can I talk to max, then I would hear the other person call him, but when he gets the phone and say hello, I would drop the phone. My parents would always wonder why we ran out of load, and the phone bills are high because of my silly calls. I was so obsessed that I know his birthday June 6, 1991, favorite color-dark blue, the brand of his shoes-adidas, brand of his hair gel-gatsby, his address, m. street, p. ,province of c., the name of his brother R. and sister M., the name of his father and mother, and his favorite food which is chickenjoy from jollibee!. I never saw him again after I graduated on that school, I heard he lives at iloilo , some said he is on a drug rehab. I don’t really know the truth, all are chismis. That was 10 years ago already, now that i’m grown-up, I realized that I liked him because he was a good volleyball player and he was such a cutie pie chinito kid, but why did I had a great obsession with him? I think what I did was really weird, it’s like i’m a stalker when I was a kid! noooooo!