My first crush was in second grade. Her name was Samantha. She was an energetic little blonde girl who always told the truth, and because of that everyone disliked her. Except for me. She had bright blue eyes that lit up with her smile, and her nose flared whenever she was excited. I thought she was the most interesting and beautiful girl in the class. One day, during lunch, I was sitting alone on the playground curb, thinking. She came up to me and sat down right next to me and asked me if I was okay. I said yes and turned away. She sat for a few moments and then left. To this day I wish I had continued that conversation instead of let it drop off like that!
I put everything I read, hear, and say into an acronym. I've been doing it since I was a little kid. It's not something I think about consciously, but when a phrase/sentence creates an fun/funny acronym I notice. For example, when you say "Have a nice day," the acronym is H.A.N.D. Sometimes I tell my friends I have "S.T.D." - after a moment of confusion I say, "Shit to do!"