Folks, I was Wrong, I'm telling you...

Every flag has a story that reflects the culture and the philosophy of its country, people wave it in football matches and many other events, the story of each flag tells you the whole history of the country in few colors mixed together, let’s take Sweden as an example, blue is the symbol of Loyalty and the yellow cross shape represents the generosity…

The color meanings are history, but what reminds me of the present in Swedish flag is people’s looks which I personally think that it represent their flag, or it reminds me of it, especially when I take a walk and look at the native Swedes, I see them in yellow and blue, and I think that if I take a picture of any one of them, print it on a fabric and put a stick to it and wave, I will be representing Sweden. They are all with blue eyes, and a yellow hair, just like their flag…

In such a cold country, when somebody calls you to go out and have fun, then do it because it doesn’t happen so often, and that’s what I did when Magnus called me, I just left all the work that I had to do, showered, wore the nice clothes and went to meet him, we had fun walking near the beach and later on, the beer made it more fun, actually it started when he said “Let’s go clubbing”…

The best part of clubbing in Sweden that you will definitely meet and socialize with a lot of people, specially blondes, and that’s exactly what I did, I socialized with Swedish flags, but it went somehow far that I met an interesting, NOT drunk girl that I really like the way she talks, winks and not dance because I didn’t see her dancing as we spend the whole night sitting on the stairs beside the bar where it’s just little quite to talk, and I can’t even forget how beautiful she was with all her natural pink lips, and soft skin, well, I admit, she mesmerized me, ohh yes she did!

The party is over, time to go home, and yes, she is joining me which could have made  my score higher in my playing book, but I chose not to add her to the list because I thought she is different, and such an interesting person, which she proved it. We reached home and all what we did was watching the TV, nothing more but some warm feelings giving it to each other, folks, I’m telling you that it was amazing, but the feeling didn’t answer my questions, Shall I go ahead, try to expand this feeling and change its location to the bedroom? Or shall I be patient and get her number before she leaves and tell her that I would love to meet her again? What if she refuses? What if she was like the rest of women who I had for a night? And why I’m good at telling my friends GEV and Sherif “bang her, just do it, do it for me” and I can’t do it for myself this time?

To answer all my questions I had to try kissing her from the cheek and go for more till she stops me and that was what she did after the cheeks level which gave me the feeling that I was mistaken to try, folks, again I was wrong, so I decided to make jokes about the situation to clear the miss understanding, and at that time I remember that she was laying on my chest, watching the TV and scratching my arms in a sexy way…Folks, I was confused, I’m telling you…

Around 7 am, it was the time she wanted to leave, so I walked her out and had a smoke with her till her bus came, and she left while I was looking at her sitting in the bus, what a romantic sight!, or that’s what I felt, and folks, I was wrong again, because that was the last time I saw her, she never returned any of my calls, or messages, and I can’t find any reason for that, I even wish to know what made her change her mind and break her promise of calling me after she woke up. Since then, I knew that my ability to resist such a blonde is semi-impossible, so I decided to keep a distance between me and this scary creature and announce my surrender, folks, I was wrong, and that was the story of the White Flag…True Story…