St. Aegis, you don't need a plan - you need to be willing to take a shot. When I entered college, I was barely over 5'2" (grew by over 4" that year, though), skinny and nerdy as all get-out. Engineering school emphasizes that, even if you've already got "nerdy" nailed. There was a tall, beautiful, blond (Scandinavian family) who lived in my complex, and I only saw her at meals (no co-ed dorms in 1970). One day at lunch, I saw her sitting alone in the cafeteria, and I asked if I could sit with her. She pulled out the chair next to her and said "I've been saving this seat for you." We both laughed and had a great lunch-time. It turns out that we had very similar tastes in music, literature, art, etc, and ended up being as close as can be, all through college. It never turned into anything permanent, but it was great anyway. We looked like Dudley Moore and Susan Anton with the height difference, and guys would actually come up and hit on her when we were out together, as if there was NO WAY that she wanted to be with me. If someone told me today that she was very attracted to me, and I had never bothered to try to get to know her, I'd be devastated.