I thought a guy only has brain capacity enough for important stuffs like work, studies and football. Anything beyond that stereotypical benchmark will put anyone on that zone the "bitch" a.k.a. "whats-ur-problem-girlfriends??"
I have seen plenty of drifting faces of blatant boredom across the late-night-tea-drinking-and-bickering session, locally known as the mamak-ing session. Girls would blab whatever they know about any epic wardrobe malfunctions in college *most of the time, it's just girls from everywhere* and jabber literature of third degree life defamation, the bitch gossip. The "focus group" can "debate" and "discuss" about such matters of importance to the extend of hours and hours and if the body and mind could outdo its limitations for the means of gossip satisfaction, the whole night.
Sounds boring right guys?
In the first place, it is entertaining enough to laugh at someone's misfortune of wearing the wrong leggings with the accusation of a stylistic mismatch. Why would girls even remember what the rest of the mismatches are there? An ousted hairdo that will never go along with the fur top and shimmering blazer? That made perfect sense. Out of 10 guys, 8 will definitely hate to be part of that discussion on the mamak table. 1 must be the participating "female" and the other must be staring at the football match on the flatscreen TV.
However, i met that 1 person who did not belong to either one of those two. He is just willing to listen and he actually gave feedbacks right at the moment i thought i caught glimpses of despair listening to the bunch, feeding on their grudge.
Girl 1: That bitch totally ruined my day by ... *insert mayhem*
Dude : Oh no she did not! How could she?? *laughs*
He was there, and he survived.
I was impressed, really. He can outdo me at this. I might as well be the guy who stares at the flatscreen tv.
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