They Say That Girls Talk

I couldn't agree more.

And really, the rumours are true. We do talk about anything and everything. E-V-E-R-Y-T-H-I-N-G under the sun, across the seas, over the mountains and through the valleys. We talk; no holds barred. And guys, you really can't blame us for it. It's not like you bother to even pretend to listen when we wanna talk our hearts out so it's pretty much unavoidable that when we meet (and, when I think about it,... even when we don't), we talk to make up for the lost words we've let dissolve into nothingness when stuck in the presence of you men.

*blink blink*

See, I'm talking so much I already can't remember
what it was I wanted to say in the first place. Hmmm.

*thinking thinking*

Oh yes! Girls talk about everything.

...Especially when they're depressingly alone and terribly bored (bad, bad, bad combination) whilst headed for KL in a slow-moving bus that's going along the North-South Expressway.

Check out this SMS conversation I had with a girlfriend: -

pamsong: I need to pee but the bus is still moving. How?

Girlfriend: Suck it in baby. Suck it in. (Yuck. Like, hello. No better word than suck ah?)

pamsong: Hard. I'm having difficulty concentrating on using the correct bladder gears. Shit.

Girlfriend: Or you could open the window right behind the bus and let it all go! Sounds more macho. I'm rooting for that.

pamsong: You're a genius, woman! I've always wanted to try that. Think I'll give it a go. Will update.

Girlfriend: Okay, okay. Got a bottle? :D

pamsong: *silence*

Girlfriend: How's the progress? Any help? Eh, maybe the bus conductors' got a better idea. I'm sure he's been thru rougher times!

pamsong: He wasn't much help. No, no. Not very creative, these people. Tsk tsk. Anyway, we got pulled over by PLUS and I got a stern warning bout peeing from moving vehicles. Thank goodness for lacy undies or else I'd probably have been served a hefty fine already. I asked – if the vehicle not moving can? They say – subject to debate. How interesting. Think I shouldn't risk it, though. Only legally allocated, PLUS-approved potty stops for me from now on. I'm at Rawang.

Girlfriend: Haha!! Coming coming :)

pamsong: *after 10 minutes of silence and pee-sucking* I've arrived. I need to pee, I need to pee, I need to pee, I need to pee, I need to pee, I need to pee, I need to pee, I need to pee, I need to pee, I need to pee, I so so so need to pee.

I put myself through the weirdest conversations.
Or maybe it's just cos I have the weirdest friends.