Not Creepy...Strategic

So we all know what happens when we like a boy, and we've dropped the hints... but you can't quite tell if because you're such a stealth, brilliantly subtle hint dropper, your hints have actually not even been recognized through their clever masks of friendship. And you really just want to 'bump' into him so you don't come across as creepy. right?

So you do a little spy work...
             it's for love. no judgment--ok?

So goes the story. The names have been changed to blank underlines to protect the innocent (namely me, from embarrassment).

 you can use your imagination to fill them in--like mad gab!

I may or may not have creeped into the __________ (noun) building (which i have never set foot in before today) and asked the receptionist where the __________(science) lab is--as he is a TA in the ________lab.  The air felt ________(adj.) (that one was just for you).

There might have been a schedule outside of the door of who is working what hours in the ________lab. What was i supposed to do--NOT look at it? So i might have noticed that, according to the schedule, _________ (wonderful man's name) was going to be teaching in the lab in _________(amount of time).

So i strategically--not creepily---strategically placed myself outside of said building until ten minutes till the hour he was expected to come, based on my sleuthing skills. I might have wandered in... i might have wandered back towards the lab... and i might have asked some students innocently where the ________(different, second science) lab was because i was meeting a friend for lunch and she said to meet her in the _______(first building) building, next to the __________ (second science) lab. The students looked confused.
"um... that science lab isn't in this building..."

GAH! cover.blown. AH. too late to recover! what was i thinking?! All of that creeping later to get me there in the same proximity as he at the same time, and I didn't think of a good cover story?! GURGL. mind.can't.think.of.another.excuse as to why i'm standing outside of his door...!  _________(man of my dreams) approaching fast! At the sight of him with his side-swept hair that pokes up and funny angles, and his smoldering, yet quirky half smile (He has beautiful enamel). He's standing in a blue apron and holding a jar of  ________(chemical). he looks so cute under florescent lighting...

And he says, "Hey!" smiling, offering up what looks like weed-killer in his hand, "do you want some xneksldfhwe clyglophelate?" (or something along those lines)

BE STILL MY BEATING HEART!

my brain goes completely numb. no chance of thinking of a new story with these students right there, and his dazzling smile facing me! I mumbled something about meeting a friend for lunch at some lab... and he said "well there's _____(number) stories in this building" Hooray! he doesn't know the lab's not in this building! he doesn't know that i'm an idiot!

we talked for probably a grand total of 30 seconds, and I walked away in a daze.  My strategic planning that took all morning led me to see him for less than a minute, and i'm in the exact same pathetic, _______(adj.),  place that i was yesterday.

Let's be honest, with my slick sleuthing skills, I should be a secret agent, right?!