Got home from Laguna a couple of hours ago. It was really great seeing my previous officemates again. I was a bit disappointed some of them were not able to go though... But oh well, there's always next time I suppose.
We stayed at a nice and conveniently located resort in Los Baños. It was relatively small, but we were the only ones there so we had the whole place to ourselves. After settling in, we immediately got cooking for a late lunch mini-feast beside the pool. The guys cooked a lot, but not one of us faltered, digging in with our hands, until everything was finished off in record time.
We went back to our room after cleaning up and they played cards while I alternated taking pictures and uploading everything to lappie. I guess people got too restless and eager after a while so they brought out the booze and we decided to start our drinking session, albeit earlier than expected.
A few minutes into it and we started talking about the usual things... relationships, work gossip, and alcohol-induced randmoness. I think we were pushed to the fringes of what we're all supposed to share, but it was fine, having been moved with the power only the Holy Distilled Spirit can do. :-P
At dusk, we hit the pool to sober up and talk some more. This time, the topic gravitated to how disturbingly similar and fleeting all of our romantic ideals have been. And it's really hard to believe sometimes how serious some of the guys can be because after one second of being profoundly deep, they can effortlessly switch to horsing around, taking off their swimwear under the water, to the horror of the females in the group. In any case, we did the kid-adult mode switch a few more hours before having dinner and then finally calling it a night.
In the morning, everyone was blissfully buzzed. All of us did our morning rituals with mechanical precision until it was time to go home which we did so around 10 AM.
Two hours after, the guys dropped me off in our street and the moment after watching them drive away, I began to miss the little new memories I think I won't ever forget. And things that would have been possible but won't ever happen. The word 'Regret' started to creep in the musty passages of my mind, and I weakly pushed it away. This is my life now, for good or bad, and I am thankful for the little joys that I come across once in a while. :-)
