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Standing from L to R: Edora, Celeste, Jo Anne, Me, Janice

Sitting in front from L to R: Aimey, Louie and Edonna

Joyce and Janice "Jenny" Oloresisimo

I met Janice when we were 1st year H.S. and from there we became good friends. If I went to St. Joseph School I would have still meet Janice and Louie since they came from that school. We even had a group of friends as you guys can see the first photo. 3 girls are not in the photo which i would be mentioning Rosalyn, Whayee and Eileen since they we're not available at the time this took place. I've been bestfriend with Celeste since i've known her almost all my life and our moms knows each other.

Jenny as we fondly call her that's Janice. We were 2nd year HS when she left for California since her parents are here. We kept in touch all through the years after that and whenever she comes home we usually have our reunions. I missed her so much especially those times when we celebrate her birthday on May 24. Those phones calls we make to keep updated with our lives. That was back then when she was still alive. It has been 10 years and i came across the photo above with her sister Joyce. Everything just hit me and now as i reminisce her presence has always made our barkada more happier. I've always admired her, see her parents left them when they were small. As the 2nd child she became responsible at such a young age. Going to the market, paying their bills etc... Even when she was in California she wasn't happy and when she had the chance to come back in the Philippines she did. We usually talk on the phone and see each other with me being the organizer of the group. Then that day came and she was gone ( a train accident )... I didn't had the chance to talked to her especially when her uncle asked me to since at that time there was simply no chance for us to communicate.

It was one of the saddest day of our lives. She was like a sister to me along with our other friends. Looking back now if she was still alive, she could have seen how our lives has change now. How each one of our barkadas has grown into a mature women. How we are now having our own family and well she might have a family of her own. She could have been the Godmother of my son, Aiden. I know, I know life has been unfair and things do happen for a reason. I do know that she's happy whereever she is now. I do know she still looks after us every now and then. She knows that she is loved by everyone who knows her inside and out. I miss you Jenny.