Crushing Hard.

Gigi • Hi I like potatoes, and I am one.
So...there's these guys. I like a lot. One is in my grade, and the other is going to leave anytime soon. I know what the hell am I thinking? I told myself in middle school. No more distractions! But...I failed miserably. There's times I'm sitting there in class when I know I should be paying attention. Tho I'm a daydreamer, and I like to just. You know. Drift off a bit. Sometimes I catch myself fantasizing about one of them coming to my class, and announcing their love for me to the entire class. Then grabbing my hand, and soon we are making out somewhere in an empty classroom. And uh...yah the rest is just... Yet I know it's not real, but Jesus Christ it can get to much.
 I feel so sorry for myself at the end. Crazy teenage hormones. 
Then there was today. OF ALL DAYS WHY TODAY? I was in my last period class taking my geometry final, when all of a sudden the senior that I like comes in. I'm sure my mouth was wide open, and I let out a "oh my god" quietly. I bent my head down, and placed my hand on my forehead avoiding his eyes. Because I knew. If I come in contact with him we'll be staring at eachother, and it'll get super awkward. I'm sorta regretting it, but I'm so shy, and I'm ugly as a potato. So no. I kept telling myself. Why the hell is he here? Maybe he has a girlfriend in here he wanted to see, and made an excuse to his teacher to come here and discuss his grade or something? No! Of course he came in here to check his grade. He's senior! 
God he was so close by, and I just wanted to get up from my seat to grab his beautiful fricken face, and kiss them..."oh surgar.." guys with full lips is the best thing everrrrrrrr. Tho I calmed myself, and finished my test, and he left. DAMNIT! You could've said bye! Pffft. He doesn't even know me...
The other one is someone I know, but we haven't talked since middle school when he "accidantly" smacked me across the face during science class when I sat down next to him. I hated him around that time, but that hate hate grew, and blossomed into a wonderful liking towards him. I see something in him no one else sees. I'm not sure what it is, but I like it. 
Maybe this is something I'll get over...after all I'm just a teenager right? Sigh. 
~Gigi
Question: You ever had a similar experience?