It's always good to be back home... there's no other feeling that could describe the feeling of being home… being in your own bed… your own pillow, sheets and your own comfy room… (I love sleeping… so what? Sue me if you don’t like it)…
But there’s somehow a funny feeling… it’s a bit weird… the feeling is the same… the smell is the same… everything looks the same… but somehow… it’s different… then I realize that I’m different…
The boys went to Indonesia for a company trip… so I don’t hang out much with the boys just with Wan and his GF… there was Apek… but he was to busy hanging out with his girls… There’s the thing… I felt most weird about them and the girls… to be honest… they are not their GF… more like friends with benefits if you know what I mean…
And the worst thing is I don’t know how to react to that… there’s a feeling of discomfort while hanging out… they talk about adult stuff freely and openly… and the girls are the one that started it… have they no shame… I’m not perfect... I can admit that… but why do they have to show their sins to others?
I was like that once… a long time ago… but still there are boundaries… now I felt like I getting older faster then my childhood friends… because I seem to have lost the fun in being young… I felt like my youth is already spent and now… its about having a real life on your own…
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