Beating : A story about love...?

Update 3(Oct. 15 12:18 AM)

Hey, time for a new update. Today is a Sunday where I am which means I have been to church. This also means I saw Jane again. At first I thought she was not there because I didn't see here during the service but when people were hanging around for fellowship there she was standing by the coffee table, her light brown hair flowing irresistibly over her shoulders and a small Styrofoam cup wafting streams of steam around her. As I approached her a sweet, vaguely fruity scent filled my nose. 
     We talked for a while about nothing in particular( school,  recent events, ect) before I resolved to say something about the ambush kiss. Just as opening my lips though she changed the subject herself. She asked me to go to dinner with her! I tried not to look taken aback at this but I am sure I did. Don't get me wrong I have no problem with her asking me out, I actually sort of like women who are forward, and of course I said yes but, it still surprised me a bit. Maybe it is not the same for other people but for most Christians a girl making the first move is a rarity at least. In some circles it is almost an complete non-occurrence. I also find it somewhat odd that she skipped the generally agreed upon first phase of dating (activity/coffee dates and the like) and went straight to dinner. Maybe she just isn't sensitive to that particular social convention though. I guess maybe I should have expected it given previous events but I was still a little jolted by it. 
     The behavior of the heart issue during my contact with Jane deserves to be addressed as it was not the same as usual. When I first approached her it became noticeably louder (not to mention slightly faster). It was not an incredible jump in volume but it was perceptible. While I was talking to her, for the first time since it started, I was able to sort of ignore the sound. It was still there and if I focused on it I could hear it but I was actually able to tune it out. As I was walking to my car though that ability went away abruptly and I was a slave to the rythm again. It was even louder than when I started talking to Jane now. Almost twice as loud I think. As I drove home I got distracted by it more than once. It was like if I focused on it my mind would sort of blank out and I would find myself snapping back into consciousness a couple hundred yards from where I last remembered being. Once this even happened at a busy intersection and I regained awareness just as I was finishing driving through it. I have decided to see a doctor. I will make an appointment tomorrow. For now I need to try and get some sleep. Thanks again to everyone who has offered advice, even though none of it has worked.