First grade. I liked a boy with red hair, and I don't remember his name, but I also really liked girls which I didn't understand because I was taught that it was wrong and a sin. I've always liked stereotypically girly things as well as boyish things. As I'm getting older, I want to shop in the junior guys department more, but some days I want to buy dresses and wear makeup. Somedays I like dressing boyish, other days I like being girly. My gender has been ever-changing with my age, I suppose.