I had a drink last night with an old friend I got to know back in my first year's orientation week. Okay, not exactly 'old friend', but I haven't met her for more than a year, so you know what I mean. She suddenly messaged me out of the blue and being a good friend, I asked her out for supper late last night after her Easter celebration.
We were practically talking non-stop since we haven't met for so long. Most topics were non-relevant; her sisters, my siblings, coffees, hairstyle, microbes, whatever that came into mind. Somewhere along we ended up discussing about blood donations and crap stuff like that, and she told me how tiring it is to donate blood 'twice' in a week. I was dumbstruck. How do you get to donate blood twice a week?
She told me she had period a few days after her blood donation.
I don't know about you guys, but that puts me in a very awkward situation. I mean, I'm generally quite conservative, and I don't discuss about menstruations, pms, or things like that with friends, more so with girls. I know lah I'm strange, but it makes me uncomfortable. It was like putting a fullstop to our talk and I didn't know how to pick up the conversation thereafter.
She went on and on about that for quite a while before I had to stop her and told her to talk about something else.
This sorta reminded me of something which happened last month, when I had just moved into my rented house with my friends. I washed my clothes and hanged them out in the sun one day, only to find them gone in the evening. I was wondering what happened to my clothes when I walked into my housemate's room and found that she was folding my clothes. Fine, that looks pretty normal at first, but she's doing the same thing with my underwear! That totally freaked me out. I know, I know, I'm weird, but I just can't accept my friends from the opposite gender helping me folding my underwear. That, to me, is even weirder. I thanked her and had to politely tell her to leave those chores to myself next time.
I'm pretty shy and conservative when it comes to private stuffs like these. What to do, I'm easily embarassed mah.
Anyway, we brought up this topic out of amusement when we were having a steamboat party last Friday, and to my horror that friend of mine can actually sort out the underwears of my other housemates. Now I know one of my roommates wears Renoma, and the other one wears Hush Puppies. Then there's another guy who wears 'S' size.
See what kind of embarassment it can get you into?
Thank goodness she didn't continue helping me out with my chores.