Friends Forever
Edition 2007, Ver. 2
After our Fourth Year here
We’ll be leaving this Alma-Mater
And then we promised each other
That we will be friends forever
How can we forget Ma’am Ramos?
Who’s always there even if we lose…
Can you forget the Faculty?
As the witness of our cruelty…
I love the way we were
Of our being together
Even in times of Trouble
We find it easy to handle
Our parents were Daryl and Jose
Sisters Annaliza, Laarni and Dianavi
Our bunsoy Dezza and our Tita Alilie
Only shows that we are a big family
Persons like Irene, Jacinto and Noemie
Are as quiet as Mary Ruth and Lanie
Even Myra, Eva and Riza aren’t close to me
I think they are as good as Rosalie
With Lara, Marsha and Alona
It would be a great TROPA
Take Cindy na always “mosabay”
And our Merycil na “Patisay”
I’m always confused with Mae
Whether it’s Montenegro or Galope
But then they have different faces anyway
And can identify with their friends Cathy or Jenny
I can’t imagine how it would be
Without Daniel, Gorio or even Charlie
Who makes our bright shiny day
And give us laughter all the way
Our mathematicians Michelle and Jovelyn
Model looks of Dianne, Choly and Kristine
Our reporters Carl and Gracelyn
We do have a winning team
Rodrigo and Rhea were very serious
Even the neighbors Junie and Precious
Cheerful Coney and simple Ivy
Are as valuable as Anabelle and Marife to me
Feb and Joy are good in dancing
Dexter and Darnell experts in Loving
Froucan and Warren, in behavior are contrasting
Well, they are worth withstanding
I miss our 2 transferees
Its was a short time to them for us to please
Rodel and Reeza will always linger
Of course, in our minds forever
My dear Grace and Ruby
Remember your friend Julie
Continue your being M.A.
‘Cause God will guide you for me
Classmates, I will miss you someday
Thank you for being here with me,
May God Bless you everyday
I love you more each day
By: Julie Ann N. Domingo
1st Honorable Mention (Class of ‘99)
Jacinto P. Elpa National High School
Of all my achievements and my undertakings… this is by far the sweetest gift my high school friends have given me. I maybe honed into perfection by the Raymundo Girls…toughen by the UPCES… nothing compares to 4 years of having fun, watching sunsets sa Balilahan…Thank you. Whoever posted this in his Blog. Because you just turned my life upside down…
The Julie you read is still here… seasoned… mature and still STRIVING to be a writer…
This is about the ANGER:
I went home last night and found out my mother in deep thinking… she just stared at the ceiling and she started telling me the experiences my sister went through while staying overseas… She was almost close to tears as she told me the whole story about her daughter doing laundry for other people just to survive in the harsh cold world of loneliness & helplessness… her DEMON husband has deserted her… she was all alone. She begged him for money and it was even deprived of her… and her fellow TANDAGANONS refused to offer her any lodging… any help at all.. She was actually coming to Dubai to reclaim the love of her life… to fix her family… to start all over again… SHE HAS STARTED ALL OVER AGAIN… ALONE. From being spoiled and everything withn her reach… to handling laundry for other people and doing much worst circumstances than that…
This is about WRATH:
My mother was so distraught that her son-in-law could do such foul deed… Oh he did it, as guilty as sin… and he’s going to PAY. An eye for an eye… a tooth for a tooth… My mother has been heralded as the family’s most forgiving, loving and understanding woman. She UNDERSTANDS alright… that such wrongdoing (understating it)… will not go unpunished… That such HELL being brought to us would be brought back to them…
In my mind… I thought… He will suffer, that much I know… He’ll be beaten to death if I maybe allowed to… he’ll be ripped of his reason to live, but leave him in some hellhole to die… he’ll be punished as such that he himself would will himself to die… but I won’t let him of course… Death is a much better place for him… How I wish my soul is as foul-minded as my mind…
This is about REVENGE:
In the middle of the night, I acted like a demented fool trying to find ways to GET EVEN. How do I get justice in the world full of unjust people? How do you find comfort in the umcomfortableness of my sister’s situation? And how do you find HATRED that has not been taught, practiced and even inculcated in your mind?
Perhaps I could speed-up my plans to go to DUBAI, go now and find courage to HURT the ones who hurt my sister…
Perhaps I could kill them all and let myself rot in some godforsaken prison…
Perhaps I could go there and bury myself to work and when I have the money… Then they’ll be the one I’m going to bury next…
Perhaps I could go to the embassy and report the illegal doings of my brother-in-law… (mind you this is the best alternative to it all…)
Perhaps… but ANGER, WRATH and REVENGE… my Anger… my Wrath… my Revenge would also mean that I would give up all that I value in life… All the I’ve been building… All that I’ve been saving… MORALITY is a bitch…
This is about FORGIVENESS:
My sister’s situation is much better than my brother-in-law’s now… While he is buried up to the neck with his credit cards problems… she has found a new job and looking wonderful than she’s even been (thank you friendster) AND THAT’S WHAT MATTERS… She’s better off without that unprincipled d*ck with his sl*t of a mistress… And in two years I would be going to Dubai with her… we’ll build the dreams that she once lost… And we’ll bond the bond that has been broken… and I’ll make sure that my mother will never stare at the ceiling again…
But for now… I’ll let her on her own… she has entraped herself in such a mess… and by God she’ll free herself from hell… UNSCATHED…
Oh… as for all the TANDAGANONS in Dubai… so much for priding yourselves of being good samaritans and declaring yourselves as people who is capable of CHARITY. I have not seen any… not felt any… SHAME ON YOU.
And to my Brother-in-Law… pray that we will not meet because forgiving as I am… I will not hesitate to retaliate in any way possible… pray that we will… because Domingo and all of the family’s sons and daughters have much more sense than to go down your level and beat the sh*t out of you… Well, don’t count on my brother to be forgiving as I am…
Good News: I just got my PSP (PlayStation Portable) this week… I haven’t used it yet but it’ll be one hell of a feat if I do!
Bad News: It’s version 3.11, now for those guys who don’t know yet… there’s no Version 3.11 downgrader… a year or two perhaps…
Good News: I have filed my Over Time for this cut-off, hopefully it’ll be approved.
Bad News: It’s just 3 hours. Haha! Nice one.
Good News: I’m detailing a pretty simple HOLDOWN BARS on the Upper Garage Level Deck.
Bad News: It’s tooooo many, with different lengths… geez… help, any one?
Good News: My brother’s coming to town and I can have my Ipod NANO back… (I miss that thing!)
Bad News: It’ll probably be borrowed by one of my family/relatives… say my niece? or my aunt?
Good News: I have the voucher for my FREE Timex Watch from HSBC Visa Card.
Bad News: Today is the last day of the redemtion period. Too busy huh?
Good News: Anthony is having an apartment near NAIA, pretty close to my home.
Bad News: I’ll be guarded and grounded MORE than ever. Hay… gimik naman dyan!
Good News: I just bought AYN RAND’s ATlas Shrugged for P25.00 on sale @ National Bookstore! Bad News: The person I want to give it to is way out of reach. I’ll probably just read the damn thing and understand why he’s dying about Ayn Rand’s OBJECTIVISM.
Good News: I posted yet another post on FRIENDSTER.
Bad News: It’ll be short, ’cause I gotta run!
Grounded. That was what I felt yesterday when my long time friend texted me. It’s amazing how he still can make me feel like my feet has always been in the ground… and my life has always been what I want it to be…
That’s what you make me feel every single time you remind me that I have you as a friend… that you love me inspite of my imperfections…
I love you. It’s even enough that I just thought of our times together… and I ended up laughing like I’m demented or something… no one could erase that…
Be happy. And don’t worry about me… time will come when I surely can’t take it anymore… I’ll call you… text you… just like old times…
I’m not sure if I am a romantic person… but when it comes to picturing things as they goes… I can be quite IMAGINATIVE.
I came across this song by Cat Power entitled "I FOUND A REASON". This song has been featured in numerous drama series and of course movies (V for Vendetta)… Although it has been shared and heard by many… I feel that I still own part of that song… I still know exactly what scene I wanna picture this song with…
SLOW DANCE. Two people seemingly aware of their attraction to each other… Gazes held while the song seem to soften their hard and cynic hearts… Hands entwined… Bodies close… Witty conversation… MAGIC.
5. If you get your chance as the person with authority, try to change others’ perspective by NOT DOING the things that WAS bestowed upon you by your past bosses. If your former boss is a pain in the a**, leave him be, create your own strategy on how to win constituents without having to BOSS them around.
4. If others try to ostracize you because you’re different… try to make them see that what makes you different… makes you beautiful (naks! parang kanta). REALLY, if you failed in this endeavor… think of it this way… PREJUDICE-driven people like them is not worth all the worries in the world.
3. The point in labeling someone is ENVY. And when cruel people set their sights on the likes of you… BE TOUGH… TAKE THE HEAT… after all, you know who you really are… I KNOW WHO YOU ARE… and when the time comes that you feel like you don’t know who you are anymore… ring me up and the rest of the 845 Girls… We’ll hunt down the bitches that made your life miserable… A good girl like you may leave it to KARMA… but you know US right? We go for an EYE FOR AN EYE! So who are they?
2. The first step to success is be able to know what you want. And if you don’t stand up for your RIGHT… and 845 girls are too busy with their so-called work. Who will stand up for you? You have to be able to PUT UP A FIGHT for what you believe in. Everyone seem to not listen… how will you know that they share your thoughts if all of you are too afraid to say anything… You said it yourself "might"… that would mean 50-50 chance of getting approval… I’d risk it if I were you.
1. If others are hurt because you try to follow your instincts or your heart… Then let them! It is a foregone conclusion that you cannot please everybody… you try to do this… others might react… you go the other way… they still react… it ends up you having this notion that what you want is what they want… STICK TO WHAT YOU WANT… and disregard what OTHERS WANT. In that way, if others are totally oppose to your decision, it’s their prerogative… and your prerogative is to LIMIT THEIR INFLUENCE and go for what makes you HAPPY. Because in the END… that people who are open-minded as you are will realize the genius of it and start following your lead…
Ok? I’m reading everybit of words and meanings in all your posts… And may I tell you that you are starting to get better and better…? I guess I’m a good teacher. The good thing about blogs is that… you are able to pour your heart out to those people who are willing to read a piece of you…
This is a 15min-post about movies, music and everything else…
Watch every bit of cinema you could ever have for a day… it never fails to amaze me that in every place I go… ONE glimpse of the scene… 90% of the time… I could guess the title of the MOVIE and its actors… tsk tsk tsk… MOVIE addict…
Or better yet, try downloading songs that are not yet discovered by the masses in general… It’s good to know that few of the people can savor the sweetness of the melody and sadness it brings… You know, it’s only a matter of time before the music is owned by jologs and junkies. Although I don’t have an aversion to all of them (in fact, I consider myself a junkie in some ways)… it’s just that, it’s never easy to share things that are too beautiful and profound. Although i believe it’s your duty.
Whatelse, oh texting. I don’t believe in forwarded messages… I had this habit with my ex-boyfriend who always surprised me with his grammatically correct, excessively entertaining and rich in words that I couldn’t even understand at first their meaning. It’s something you really have invest in… enriching your vocabulary.
Let’s talk about reading with its thick facade and boring pages. They may not have pictures but it makes you imagine… THAT’S WHAT IT’S ALL ABOUT BOYS! Reading and imagining… What’s left to do when you have a page full of pictures and a script that even an elementary kid can understand?
Talking. This is the language I haven’t perfected yet. NAKS… as if lahat naperfect na… well, I must say that I don’t have much practise in this field. Maybe because my current boyfriend just likes to hold me and say nothing… well, I believe action speaks louder than words… But that doesn’t mean you won’t practise anymore ayt?
Gimiks. You just gotta have a life! All work and no play makes JULIE a bored, jaded and drained girl. A bit of liquor is very called for di ba guys?
Work. Have pride in your work, WORK before your REAP. Be sure to deserve the freedom that your boss has given you… download and WORK. At least try to cope unto the deadline, better yet… beat it by weeks or days… or whatever you like…
DATE! Boyfriend or no BF, just date! Enjoy yourself, treat it to the opulence and luxury that you couldn’t have when you’re working.
Most of all, ENJOY everything… even the argument with your boyfriend… or the break-up (can’t vouch this)… or the sadness you’re feeling… because as I always emphasized… YOU’RE GOING TO MISS EVERY DAMN BIT OF EMOTION THERE IS TO MISS… May that be sadness or euphoria.
The other day as I was staying here in my favorite place in the world (and that would be my desk)… I had this feeling of restlessness and fear combined that being alone in the office in like 10 in the night would make me think that ghosts exist after all. I mean, I’m all alone, no one to talk to… singing my heart out in a song called "Breathe" by Anna Nalick and somewhere at the back of my mind… I could swear someone’s singing with me too…
Then I realize, my baby is staying with me too. Not working but watching me work… and singing with the wrong words… doesn’t matter… as long as he’s watching me. Hehehe.
So where have I gone that it seemed like ages ago since a post came from my oh-so-imaginative mind?
I have been to PLAYA DEL ORO, WestChester CALIFORNIA… detailing slabs and beams… and PODIUM. At least I got the 100 ton mark and maybe a record in my detailing career… Last thursday is hell… I was here in my 6′x6′ cubicle and doing a lot of bars and keep thinking of people enjoying the 5-day-holiday… and probably soakin’ in the sun and sipping drinks in there cottages… basking in all the glory Boracay has to offer…
They enjoyed it and more… and ME? Oh… I’ll enjoy the moment when my salary is deposited and maybe treat myself AFTER others treated themselves a week ago.
I’m tired… bulges in my eyes and yet, a kiss is sweet as ever… I got tired muscles and fingers and yet, a hug is tighter… I got pulled down and yet, I get up…
Maybe it’s the process of circumstances balancing itself. You’re sad today, wait till tomorrow and enjoy the euphoric feeling… I was "ngarag" the other weekend… and maybe this weekend, I’ll enjoy by having a beer and date the girlfriends I failed to date in my so-busy days…
Now where is my bodyguard? Oh here he is. CHow!
It’s 2:24pm and chubby cheeks’ typical afternoon is suddenly boring her… she’s finding ways to redeem her jaded self and perhaps… face a new day tomorrow… completely changed… vindicated… determined…
Everybody’s life is a mess… including mine. I am, as I was struggling to at the very end… determined to be, HUMAN after all. Augustana is clearly not helping along with its sad afternoon songs… longing you to go on a rodatrip and maybe lose yourself… "So, are you willing to?" they teased…
I am but a girl. I do what I can… I’m trying things… curiousity is a virtue… Just don’t let anybody tell you what to do… find youself… stumble a little, get up… don’t let anybody help you… give yourself a little more credit… until such time… you feel INVINCIBLE… and then you fall in love…
Tsk tsk tsk… I was hard once… I still am. But when it comes to loving somone… I can definitely say… that I love the way anyone has ever love before… and maybe MORE. Life is a bitch. Just thinking of you together… and then one day… DIE together… pretty depressing. Let’s get away from that…
So what have you done SWEET to your love ones lately? Have you held her/his hand and just linger on the thought that maybe, he’s the one. I probably can say HE is… but not yet… Maybe I’ll meet someone when travelling… my so-postponed roadtrip to the end of the world is here again…
The last time, I celebrated my date of birth with a muffin and a candle. I told my love one I needed to be alone. I have always been alone… not ready to share it with him… Not ready to give in more… but DYING to.
I’m just mumbbling here for the sake that I am seriously in need of someone to rescue me… My friend once said… I look like a child… and yet when you talk to me… I’m tough… Made me smile…
Until she hit the spot when she said… that I’m in need of someone who can take care of me. That I may sound tough and all so brave… but deep inside, just needs someone to hold on to. Come to think of it, she’s right.
