Day 2 - Laundry
Laundry, a bar/restaurant at The Curve mall which is a 10-minute walk from my apartment here, has played host to a few of my friends from Saudi (holla!) and a lot of my friends here in Malaysia. It's my go-to place for drinks and music and some good conversation.
I met up with a couple of my friends who are at least a decade older than me. While I'm friends with people in their mid- to late-twenties because there's so much lols in that age group (and they make me feel like I'm also in still in my 20s), there are a few things I can't really share with them, only because I've been alive a bit longer than they have. Things like complaining about working for 13 years already, or meeting different kinds of people, or being so over the excitement of a Friday night, or wanting to buy a house – "boring, grown-up" stuff that my younger friends can't relate to.
The biggest difference is that when I'm with my older friends, I'm learning, and when I'm with the younger set, they want to learn from me.
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| Never too early for whiskey. |
I met up with a couple of my friends who are at least a decade older than me. While I'm friends with people in their mid- to late-twenties because there's so much lols in that age group (and they make me feel like I'm also in still in my 20s), there are a few things I can't really share with them, only because I've been alive a bit longer than they have. Things like complaining about working for 13 years already, or meeting different kinds of people, or being so over the excitement of a Friday night, or wanting to buy a house – "boring, grown-up" stuff that my younger friends can't relate to.
The biggest difference is that when I'm with my older friends, I'm learning, and when I'm with the younger set, they want to learn from me.
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| "Don't be so hard on yourself." |
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