Alright. I did it. It was a whole big mess of a story, but finally I tracked her down as the library was closing and walked her back to her room (where I had just left literally 5 minutes before) and we had "that talk." A couple seconds in, she knew where I was going with the conversation and it was all good. The problem being, of course, is that it's pretty much the end of the term and she has a ton of stuff to do and I....well....I should be doing stuff, but I usually don't.....but the end result was that we're going on a date...or something of that nature. We'll see I guess, but the whole thing went over well and I'm happy. And then I ended up going back to her room where her roommates and the guys a couple suites down were over and we finished off a 30 of Busch Light. Good times. At least this time, Sarah's bf was there and I wasn't the only 3rd year. hahahaha.....*sigh*....ok, my roommate is getting mad. Time for bed.