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Am tired of hearing all this, it's fascinating the lack of creativity of majority of men,the same words,the same flirting game.
From highschool to home, from home to the karate room, in uniform or in clothes, they all call for me.
During my bore time i accept to play with some despite their lack of creativity, they manage to make me laugh during a moment, after what, i drop them.
Oh, i spaced out again, now am with Jorge Takam eldest son of..., I don't know. Looking at my watch i realize that only 3mins 23seconds passed.
Jorge: So?
Me: so what?
Jorge: Are you enjoying...
Me: You are Boring !
With those words i stand up and go out. My dad's Porsche is waiting for me. Soon in the porsche, the driver takes the home direction. I decide to call Celia my bestie.
Celia: allo
Me: Guess
Celia : 4min20
Me: Nope 3min23
Celia: Oh, it was incredibly short, are you not too rude?
Me: Don't forget it's just a game of assembling and breaking
Celia: yeah but don't you want to have a real boy-friend?
Me: Nope, do you have time now? Let's do shopping
Celia: Hum, ok see you at Ngousso face santa lucia, a new clothing store just open
Me: Okay,
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On our way we passed through a guy, i don't know why but he feels different, the car didn't made 3seconds near him but it was enough to see his global appearance ; black jean and an old blue t-shirt. Why did i look at him ?surely because we passed him, but why did i not see the others, ah why should i think of things like this?
As the car stopped i could see the tied hair of Celia with her bright smile.
As soon as we enterred the store someone graps my hand.