On the upside, I got up the nerve to ask the cute boy from the Russian class out yesterday. I asked him if he wanted to maybe go out for coffee or something sometime (near-exact quote), and he replied with "That could be cool. I'm busy on Saturday, how about Sunday afternoon?" *bouncebouncebounce* Of course, he's supposed to call me and we'll figure out exactly when and where, so I'm just waiting for either a phone call with the lame excuse, or no phone call and seeing him Tuesday with the lame excuse, but hey. I asked him out. He said yes (rather quickly, even).
Between Cute Guy and Evil Wench Ex-volunteer, my self-esteem's pretty well balanced out.