Dear NT I got his fine !%% breezy named tonya that sits next to me in class. We will talk and stuff during class, and even outside of class, but I am havingtrouble locking her in afterwards. We always leave with an awkward, "Well see ya later" at my Freshman game. I feel like Charlie Brown aftertrying to kick that same damn football. I know she feeling me, but my game got no stride to it. I watched The Mack on DVD and still no milk in my bones. Pleasepeeps help a young educated brotha pull this dime in to my grasps. I don't want to smash, I just want to hold her hand.