Jason's post [inlink]jason,286[/inlink] has inspired me to post.

In college I too had a secret crush. Well really I always have secret crushes, but in college I was very smitten. It was a super hottie in a frat who was one of the only Latino men I had ever seen. Now I know you are saying ew frat boy, but my crush developed because he was not the typical frat boy. He was smart, kind, caring, a bunch of fun and unlike aNYthing I had ever encountered. And there I was this farm girl from upstate ny that loved hot pink and all things techno.

I first saw Louis in one of my poli sci classes- we were the same major- during my first semester freshman year. Turns out he was one of my friends roommates. So over the course of the next few years me and Louis developed a friendship of sorts. We'd study together for finals every year. Our traditional celebration at the end of finals was a blunt and a 40. He'd wake me up for class, I'd let him borrow my Clinique moisturizer, one time i let him do my eyebrows. One year I made pink and white cupcakes for valentines day wrapped them up, put them in front of his door, knocked and ran. He never knew who did it, and he never suspected me because he offered me one. But we never really ran w the same crowd. During all this time his mother passed away. Watching him handle that with such bravery just made me think he was amazing.

So my senior year of college my friend Lisa and I were talking. She told me I should just make a move. I went though all the reasons I couldn't. She then looked at me and said "when you are 30 looking back do you ever want to think what if, and regret anything?" That did it for me. The next night I made a move and me and Louis hooked up for the remainder of the semester, which was only a month. The entire 4 1/2 years I was at school he had no idea who I felt about him.

I guess what I'm trying to say Jason is don't be a pussy- just take life by the balls and go for it. You'll be glad you did.

And for that great bit of advice I'd like a puggle puppy in return.