I was kidnapped again by the AT-14 girls.

I went home almost pissed-drunk this morning because we staged a despedida party for Olga and Genesis (Hi guys) because they were leaving our midst for better careers overseas. They were touched... or is it, I really can't tell. Anyway, we ransacked their apartment, overturned the chairs and tables, scratched the paint with our nails and destroyed their peaceful life.

I woke up at 1PM and watched Lost in Translation (Murray) and found out that Trachelle (one of my closest friends in College) texted me at 6AM saying that she and the rest of the AT-14 girls were going to Tagaytay just to hang out. I must have checked the message earlier when I was half asleep because my phone has not promted that message when I checked it at 1PM. I was pretty hesitant to go because I wanted to sleep the whole afternoon away... but since there's no work on Monday and it's been ages since I last saw them, I went.

It was fun. I was the only guy again since everyone Trachelle invited must have been busy or something. Anyway, we just ate at a resto overlooking the Taal volcano and hung out like the good old days. Of course, laughtrip is the order of the day and it's really fun seeing those faces once again (which I grew tired of when I was in College since I see them almost everyday).

After few hours of catching up and laughing, we went home. I missed them. Oh well, we'll see each other this Dec 13 because it's Joy's daughter baptism and I am a ninong. Akeisha is my second one. Yey. But, alas, I'd leave them soon afterwards because I have to go to Cyril's wedding. Talk about Church-hopping.

All in all, this day is good and a worthy diversion from the monotony of life. :D