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Nuisance Alarm

Loving someone who doesn't love you is like waiting for a ship in the airport. Right? :):

Dear Diary,

I love him. The way our eyes met, the way he smiles at me and make me feel comfortable by his presence.

Just kidding! The topic sentence was the only truth I've written. The rest aren't. How could someone special loves a girl who's simply a nobody?

That guy is typically a heartthrob, whose good looks excite immature romantic feelings in women. How could he love a girl who looks unfortunately tawdry and feckless? I bet he'd prefer to date ramp models and lovely looking ladies than an oh-so-good-for-nothing like me.

He won't ever dare to look at my eyes because I know that if he'll do that, his day will going to be ruined. Instead, his just giving me a death glare every time I become annoying, because he hates it when I'm existing. He hates my presence. Maybe sometimes, he can't prevent himself from being mad at me so he's giving me that kind of glare. Oh, if only looks could kill, you could see me inside the coffin.  

He never smiled at me, never ever in my entire life. Besides, I don't deserve to receive a sweet smile from him. If he will have the chance to do it, he'll just going to give me a smirk. It has a big difference, though. His smirk is totally unpleasing because you'll surely know how much he likes teasing you. And it's creeping me out. I know I'm not beautiful like other girls but is that how he really treats an ugly duckling like me? Can't he just show some respect cause I'm also a lady?!

I hate how much I love you, Grey Thompson! Errr! You always make me feel invisible because you didn't even notice my existence. You keep on avoiding me and now I am clueless why the heck have you done that kind of thing! I didn't mean to like you, even your own flaws. I'm sorry if I tried to catch your attention sometimes. The presence of yours is slowly making me feel uncomfortable. I've notice that I become always conscious about myself and acted really insane.

Well, I can't blame myself because it was my heart who chose you, right? It's being a wild creature and I guess this ain't right. My ribs wanted to give up for being it's cave. I'm really sorry but I just can't keep my eyes off of you.

So yeah, until I write something new again, my beloved Diary. Just wait for my new update!

Love,

Quianna.

I closed my diary and put it inside my sling bag to keep my secrets from being revealed. The current feeling I have today is very uneasy. He never did gave a damn thing, but I cried a lot for him. I'm into a one sided love for years and I can't manage to get over him. Hah! This is an awkward moment, right? When you're trying to get over with someone you never even dated. 

"Anna!" Oh, it's Theressa.

"Yes, Elsa?" Shh! I'm just trying to sound funny.

"I'm Theressa. Having your name, 'Anna' doesn't mean you need to call me Elsa. Can't you just stop watching Frozen cause you're not a kid anymore. Besides, we're not even sisters, we just look like, but the truth is we're just friends." She corrected me.