The Conclusion:

Its the end of my story. After getting really close and all the hints I've given to her, finally I have the guts and asked her one night to go out on the next day. To my surprise, she accepted! I was way beyond happy. I've never been on a date before. You can know the feelings right, the excitement. She was soo delighted and looking forward to it. She asked me to pick her up, with her sweet angelic face.

But then guess what? When the day comes, I called her and she didn't pick up. I called and called like crazy but she never picked up. That was 2 weeks ago.

I feel like a fool. I've never felt so hurt like this. If she doesn't want to go out with me, she didn't have to lie but say no instead. I will understand. Rejection is a part of my miserable life. I was so happy and really exited when she said yes. If she has any reasons or problems at all, why she didn't sms me at least? It has been 2 weeks now. I feel like I was being played all these time. She knows how I feel about her, but why the masquerades? Why keep on so close and "manja" with me and make me fall in love with her? I was gonna propose and spill my hearts out on that day, the day we suppose to go out. I thought that after all this time I've given her the hints, I'd asked her out and if she said yes, I'm gonna propose to her. (Propose here means "to the next level", not a marriage proposal though)

So that's it guys, the end of my pathetic story. I have learnt my lesson. Beauties and average f***ing joe will never be together!. I didn't hate her though, I blame God The f***ing Mighty for "staging" my life like this. I'm just soo hating myself right now. I've got so angry with my life, puching walls and mirrors, but the anger doesn't seem to fade away..