Last night, I had a drinking spree/ reunion with my buddies from high school. Its been a while since I saw those fellows and being in their company once again served me well.
Originally, there were eleven of us in the group. Only eight were present last night. And of the eight, I was the relatively new addition to the group (which was shortly after graduating from high school). Funny how the world turns.
All of us were older versions of who we were back in high school. Anton, the nutty psychology professor in DLSU, has a new girl whom he introduced to us that night. Mico's enjoying life as always. Andrew's having the time of his life at Deutsche Bank. Burnz (also known as Ron) is now an entrepreneur and a dad. Papu's now an english teacher to Korean students... Who knew that he would have that much patience? And as for me, I'm making my own way through life via real estate.
As Maleen (Anton's girl) put it: "A professor/psychologist, a banker, an entrepreneur, a insurance specialist, an english teacher and a realtor... The League of Extraordinary Gentlemen." In other words, The League of Underpaid Professionals.
Kidding aside, it feels great to have a drink or two with these fellows again. Cracking up jokes and toasting buddies who have come and gone. Our bond as a barkada has survived the harshness of reality, the world outside LSGH, outside of college. In a sense, one could already consider us as brothers.
I won't mind having another drink with them when the time and opportunity arrives.
