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As I've said, I was going to see my family doctor and I did. Finally had the result of my lab for hyperthyroidism and went out negative and normal. Yay! Don't need to see her for the next 4 months unless I'm pregnant. Well, I can't wait to see my OB next week. Hopefully a good news is on it's way. This year should be for a baby year! I can't wait and fingers crossed.&lt;br /&gt;
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Everything is going on the right track. Changes is always welcome. No matter life had pulled me hard with some dramas and problems here and there...still have so many reasons to smile. Life is wonderful! Happy days... loving it ;-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7204036641809111570-266313402995814657?l=vichygurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Yesterday after so much convincing from my husband that I need to call and set an appointment to our family doctor and my obgyn, I know it's time to call. I've been bleeding for more than a week now and I was petrified when he told me about a possible miscarriage. Although it's too early to tell but there's a chance. Never did it happened to me and so I don't want to think the worst. Fingers crossed. The possibility started to sink in on me so I insisted him to call. And finally, I'll be seing my doctor tomorrow. Praying this is just something minor. I'm scared!&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;
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I found the vocation I am intended to. Marriage life. &lt;br /&gt;
I believe that two people are connected at heart, and it doesn’t  matter what you do, or who you are or where you live, there are no  boundaries or barriers if two people are destined to be together. The story of my husband and I began. I thought all this time, I'll always be the one to carry and guide him. I thought I'm more matured in relationship despite his previous experienced. I was wrong.&lt;br /&gt;
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The past weeks has been rough, exhausting and pulled me so hard to  overthink things. It sure didn't gave me any good but frustrations. One  of those hard days I say. We all have that. Yesterday was the beginning  of my week. My husband made me smile. Marriage is a learning process. As  it gets old, you get to know your partner more. Goes both ways. And then you  realize what really matters and boils down to how it all started. Why did I get married? Why did I choose him? Why did I came here? Why and so many whys.. at the end, one single answer. LOVE! I was so down and he picked me up. He knows just what to say. He learned to make my perfect taste of coffee. Made me some very good breakfast before going to work today. Text me out from nowhere just to say how am I doing and what time I will be done. I love when he send me a message with a complete "I love you". Explaining to me how marriage life should be..words that I didn't thought he could even say. Melts my heart constantly. I'm  glad I have that so called partner I can tease, scream and cry with....  then when it's over we both laugh. The best part!&lt;br /&gt;
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She is one of the reason why I choose to be the bigger person. I don't want to block the connection between us. I want to spend more precious giggles with her and the other two. Most importantly, I want to see my husband happy. That's how I think.&lt;br /&gt;
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As I evaluate things over with the help of the man who gives me courage , I realized nasty words won't kill me. It does not define my well being. It won't eat my system and most of all, it's not true so why bother? But there's one thing that makes me jump to the highest, my ability to foresee reactions. I planted the hint and bravo!!! you swallow the bait. How can I be so genius?! Next time, give it at least one day so it won't be that obvious. I got it, no repetition needed!&lt;br /&gt;
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When you know how to be the bigger person, you are more educated. You see the big picture. You don't conclude. You give everyone the benefit of the doubt. You understand better. You know what's important. You don't just spill filthy words. You don't go down to the level. It's a matter of choice and it's what I choose.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7204036641809111570-8316583349649755388?l=vichygurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;I don't know about club penguin game until it was introduced to me by my youngest step daugter. She is so much into it. &lt;br /&gt;
There you go...her puffles!! &lt;br /&gt;
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Watching tonight the opening of the "Devil Inside". He's been telling me that he love to see this movie.&lt;br /&gt;
Hmmm.... we'll see if it will scare me. My treat for him before his class starts on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;
Leaving all my "viewers and followers" a short poem I just composed...&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Take a deep breath &lt;b&gt;"Catalina"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Embrace the beauty of the world.&lt;br /&gt;
Ignore the sarcasm and negativity&lt;br /&gt;
Let them voice out what they think&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Others opinion won't define you&lt;br /&gt;
Only shows you're above ordinary.&lt;br /&gt;
Laugh at destroyers and grin at their story. You're a piece of art!.&lt;br /&gt;
Smile &lt;b&gt;Catalina&lt;/b&gt;, God is watching you.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
But this is the first winter I get to enjoy with my step kids. Christmas was awesome. We pretty much over extended ourselves. I'm not quite sure if the girls liked what they got from us but I hope so. The little one for sure appreciated the puffles we gave her. Addition to her collections. She was vocal tho in saying that the coat she got from us was cheap. Lol:) it may be funny to think but it wasn't pleasant to hear. Least i tried. &lt;br /&gt;
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My husband and i had the most ridiculous convo first day of the year. Sometimes I don't like when he literally tells me everything about txt messages he receives. I'm not interested yet he still convey it. Like you want us to buy your house if you relocate? It was so nice of you to offer.&amp;nbsp; Lol... thanks but no thanks. He wants to design his own house just so you know. Another thing is, I find it ironic that other people comes up with idea that I'm stressed. To be truthful, stress is everywhere and each person carries that somehow whether we like it or not. What i don't get is why someone I don't know or don't see would conclude like that. I have no idea. Just mind your life and don't worry about ours. Makes life more easier.&lt;br /&gt;
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I'm sitting next to this man I love about to yell him because the wedding band just fell out from his finger. He is as frustrated as I am. He just got them less than 24 hours ago. Urg! That wasn't a good welcome for a brand new year. After that big yell "TAYLOOOOOR" ...we both laugh. We ended up watching Zoe Saldana's&amp;nbsp; "Columbiana".&amp;nbsp; So yah, happiness comes in little something. Be sure to cuddle after the outburst :-) ahhh.. love this man so much. Can't wait to be a mom!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7204036641809111570-1908613562174507855?l=vichygurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;I thank God for all the blessing bestowed on us. It was a fruitful year, challenging and magnificent. As I am writing now, hubby is playing with his youngest. We just sent the other two like 3 hours ago. I think that's one of my BIG thank you for this year. Our first Christmas together as a family. Life can't get any better than that. It has been my driving force to get him on track, thank God, he got the visitation he deserves. They're at the corner of the couch, reading books together. It's one of those days you just don't want to end.&lt;br /&gt;
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My family in the Philippines are doing great. My baby sister is finally in College taking up BS Pharmacy. I missed them a lot but 2011 is a great year to celebrate her achievement in finishing HS and continuing to college. Looking forward for her success. Another thing to be grateful this year was the chance given to my Mom to visit Norway again. I hope I could just get her that easy, I missed her cooking and our fights. Lol ;-) The rest of my siblings I'm sure, had their own share of something to thank about the year 2011. They're my roots of who I am right now. I must admit that I missed them so much.&lt;br /&gt;
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To all my friends and in laws who has been with us throughout the year, I'm so blessed to be around you all. Thank you so much for all the love given to us.&lt;br /&gt;
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I'm not into making resolutions, I just hope the year to come will be more enhancing in terms of career. I'm also looking forward of trying to conceive by the end of next year if permitted. I want to embrace motherhood so bad. Thank you for another wonderful year. I can't wait to start the prosperous New year with so much conviction that God will be always with us in all our dreams. Happy New Year!!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;WELCOME&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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It's hard to enjoy Christmas knowing my fellows are mourning. Many of them are now in a state of shock and in question on what's the next step. How to start again? Everything was gone! More importantly, they are in pain. It's sad... very sad!&lt;br /&gt;
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As we celebrate Christmas, let us remember it's real meaning. Sharing a little would mean big things to others. Especially to all the survivors. May they find strength and courage to move on with their respective lives. It may be hard to forget but hopefully with the guidance of our Almighty Father, they'll eventually learn to accept that life has it's reasons.&lt;br /&gt;
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This is the season of the year I missed my family more than ever! This is my fourth Christmas away from them. Wishing next year I can come home. Merry Christmas to you all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7204036641809111570-1595616547963273311?l=vichygurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Is that what you want?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/i&gt;lol.. that's kind of out of the question.. you know why? It's always been what &lt;b&gt;"WE" &lt;/b&gt;want. What &lt;b&gt;"WE"&lt;/b&gt; need, what &lt;b&gt;"we"&lt;/b&gt; dream, what &lt;b&gt;"we"&lt;/b&gt; expect. It's always been like that if you must know. You probably not used to it but be ready. It's going to be like that for the rest of our lives.&lt;br /&gt;
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As I've said, I'm the controller.. the provider and the queen of my own kingdom.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7204036641809111570-4125349524215482175?l=vichygurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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So after the hectic schedule of finishing my online class enrollment, I'm finally at the edge of starting my new detour as I say. I'm excited, anxious and so looking forward to start the many reading to come. Guess I'll have more time to write here again, as my break for a critical thinking and unending reading comprehension. A little scary but I know I can do it!&lt;br /&gt;
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Few days ago, I gave to hubby his Christmas gift. I can't wait for him to explore the new gadget and indeed, it was a non-stop amazement. A smartphone. It was his first ever! I've decided to delay my upgrade and gave the savings to him instead, anyway, my phone isn't that old yet. I figure it's time for him to take advantage of our unlimited data plan besides, it's Christmas. He found an artificial intelligent compatible apps like the&lt;i&gt; iphone siri &lt;/i&gt;in the Android market called &lt;b&gt;Jennie&lt;/b&gt;. Boy, I'm telling you... it's quite interesting! He's hooked. I love to see him happy.&amp;nbsp; That's all that matters.&lt;br /&gt;
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I'm anticipating a very happy Christmas this year because first time the girls are with us ever since I arrived here. We got our first family portrait too. So much to look forward. I've wrapped few gifts for the 3 of them to open on the 25th, whether or not they would like it, I hope they know that it's the thought that counts. I'm starting to get to know each of them and their unique differences, attitude and values. I'm hoping they're starting to get to know me too.&lt;br /&gt;
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It's a bit late now, hubby is calling me to bed already. I just want to let my viewers know, this is a personal diary blog of my life. I believe I'm allowed to speak my mind. If it bothers you don't read it. Christmas time is here and another year is about to end. I promise to write down something the next time I have time at least before I say goodbye to this year and welcome the new year with positivity! Ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7204036641809111570-4611634823600690158?l=vichygurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I have acquired a Bachelor of Science Degree in Elementary Education in my country (Philippines) in the year 2001. Looking back, it was not an easy choice to pursue a degree. Not because I do not want to go to school but because of financial problems. My parents could not afford it. Therefore, I did not get discouraged from all the obstacles hindering my dreams. So, I became a working student and that is something I am very proud of. Because if it was not for my eagerness to help my parents in fighting poverty, I would have not been triumphant. I successfully finished my degree and was able to graduate. Following graduation was a licensing exam and I was able to passed it as well. Later on I applied in the local school areas and was assigned to teach the challenging 1st graders. It was the realization of a dream of someone who had struggled so hard to be able to send herself to College. &lt;br /&gt;
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Since I moved to this country, pursuing my career as an educator was not an easy path. I realized adjusting to my new environment is one thing that influenced me. To whether or not, continue teaching or proceed to another journey of learning. That could potentially uplift my status of living as well as my family in the future. As we grow, we face many new challenges and choices that could benefit us in the long run. This time I choose to embrace a different path other than teaching. If I succeed in this, only time will tell. I am a positive thinker anyway and I am determined. I have proven that by hard work, considering the kind of life I have had, quitting is not an option. If you know opportunity is knocking at your door, don't be afraid to take a risk and open it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7204036641809111570-4640040014195557989?l=vichygurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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My very close friend Lany is finally expecting her princess early next year after 6 years of marriage to his wonderful husband as well, Steve. They both deserved it. It wasn't just an ordinary pregnancy, she has to undergo a series of injections, surgeries and pains. For the 3rd attempt the IVF (In Vitro Fertilization) was finally a success! Everybody is so excited to meet Kaitlyn the princess and soon enough we will.&lt;br /&gt;
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Yesterday was her baby shower. It was such a wonderful occasion celebrated with people close to her heart. She's a lucky woman to be able to embrace motherhood and I can't be any happier for her. Looking forward to see the precious little one on Jan. 2,2012. Enjoy the fun photos! It was a blast... and everybody had a good time. I know for sure that baby Kaitlyn is jumping for joy for all the love she received even before facing the chaotic yet beautiful world. &lt;br /&gt;
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The club was crazy! so with the girls. Non stop dancing and didn't noticed the time. Everyone had a good night sleep after an unforgettable experienced. I have some photos to share with my viewers. I can recommend going to Atlantic City for maybe 3 nights. One night is not enough!!!&amp;nbsp; We have to go back early and leave our friends the next day for some commitment with family. I had a blast! We all did...What happened in Atlantic stays in Atlantic! &lt;br /&gt;
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Lately, the SUV has been running bad. He tried fixing it and was able to get rid of some of the problem. Yeah, there's a few of it. So we decided to bring the car in an &lt;a href="http://www.mymechanicsf.net/"&gt;auto paint shops&lt;/a&gt; to have a reliable mechanic go through with it. It's important to find a trusted auto shop with affordable price and quality service. You want to leave knowing the fact that your car is in good hands.&lt;br /&gt;
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Another year with so much enthusiasm for the unknown. Giving more and expecting less. Living life with optimism and believing to myself that if I had conquered the past 32 years.. I sure can the next 32 years and more of my life. With people who matters most surrounds me, helping me achieve my wildest dream! Everything can happen. Thanks heaven for the precious moments of my life and more to come. &lt;br /&gt;
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They said once you take good care of your body everything follows. You feel confident and beautiful. It makes all the positive energy comes in. At my age, I need to focus more on eating healthy and exercise. I go to one of my bestfriends home gym everyday. She's got variety to choose from. I can have a bonding time with her, at the same time giving myself a kick box. Damn that was good! I do cardio at least 45 minutes everyday and weights. Then work on my abs. Really it feels great! I am such a self conscious. I think most Asians are. In line with all the physical activities I do, I make sure that I have time to take care of my daily&amp;nbsp; facial routine. Why not? face is the focal point of human interaction. I honestly don't believe that when you start having babies, you forget more of yourself. Women is very good at multi-tasking . I told myself to maintain same weight even if I get older. Even after babies. No excuse! &lt;br /&gt;
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So yah! my 4 days vacation starts today and gotta love the trip coming up to spend overnight with friends in one of the famous casino in the east coast. This is going to be a fun getaway with our significant other. I'll spoil you for some pics later, for now enjoy the beauty of the author turning 32 tomorrow! Duh.. Age is just a number!&lt;br /&gt;
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Summer is my favorite season. I guess because I'm born in a tropical country. I love wearing shorties. I have a lot of it! And when I say short.. it's short!! I don't know why I can't start wearing clothes according to my age. I'm 32 tomorrow by the way, ahem! When shopping I love going to junior sizes. The petite section doesn't fit me well..that's why! They seems to be so big!! Aging is one thing I have to face eventually anyway, asked if I'm ready right now? Nah!! hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;
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Here are some selected photos taken at the beach. Can't post the one with my step kids tho.. so sharing some captured moments with hubby and I and&amp;nbsp; me with my awesome girlfriends!!! Enjoy ;D&lt;br /&gt;
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I want more of these next summer.. More travel and fun. You can just imagine, people has been staring at these beauties at the beach. Wondering if we're all single! Now, that's what I'm talkin' about!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7204036641809111570-4070493875877146862?l=vichygurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Now, how did I cleaned up? It took me 4 months straight just to finally be able to pass down the aisle of the corridor. It was followed by everyday vacuumed, laundry, throwing some away and giving those clothes to people who needs it the most. I'm not OC in cleaning but I just want everything organized and tidy.&lt;br /&gt;
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I have a friend who live in Texas who told me about the problem in cleaning a big house. She's got a HUGE house!!!!&amp;nbsp; So whenever she said that, I kinda like to think hmm.. maybe having a small organized and clean house isn't bad at all. I can't blame her, she's a nurse and her husband is a doctor!! so no time for them to clean up a big house. She gave me a company you can just call to do the cleaning for yah just in case you have no time to do so. Having problems about that stained carpet? No worries.. &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%09http://www.thesteamteam.com/"&gt;shampoo carpet cleaners austin&lt;/a&gt; will do it for yah! &lt;br /&gt;
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Everything makes easy nowadays. If no time for cleaning that mess..&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.thesteamteam.com/"&gt;http://www.thesteamteam.com/&lt;/a&gt; is here to help. Get that stain out!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7204036641809111570-8088398785835112871?l=vichygurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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So yeah with all the expenses, I still can afford to visit NYC once more and more to come. Why not? I'm the bread winner... the zipper controller. And of course, what I want sometimes, I have to get it. I work hard so it's a consolation to myself, least that's what I keep giving as an excuse to hubby.&amp;nbsp; It's one of my favorite place. Who doesn't love the Big Apple? Recently, my friends and I decided to captivate NYC again. Impromptu plan is the best! A fun-filled one day outing with fellow "visayan speaking". While hubby enjoyed an alone moment with his girls, I too savored the last minute getaway with beauties!&amp;nbsp; Enjoy the photos.. will be back in December, get that white stuff coming!!!&lt;br /&gt;
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One of my favorite subject is English. I have learned to develop the ability to write meaningfully through the lesson I was taught on how to expand your vocabulary. One big thing I love doing back then was when teachers assigned some&lt;a href="http://www.cyberessays.com/Term-Paper-on-Undermining-Free-Speech/27566/"&gt; free research paper&lt;/a&gt; as homework. For some reasons, I am always looking forward on it. You have to have an imagination like an elephant as I say to be able to make an excellent one.&lt;br /&gt;
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Perhaps most student doesn't like it but writing is one thing I am capable of doing it good. I'm proud to say I have an impressive grades in my English subjects/course back in College. Let's not just talk the rest of the course though. &lt;br /&gt;
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These days, everything is simplified... You browse the net and bravo you can find exactly what you want. Just ask questions and there it will all be given to you. So here is some help for those struggling to finish their&lt;a href="http://www.cyberessays.com/Term-Paper-on-Undermining-Free-Speech/27566/"&gt; free research paper. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7204036641809111570-5553476962490763958?l=vichygurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I was deprived with the opportunity for a long time. Many things has been said and done. As you grow everyday, you eventually just focus on the future, and mirror the past as it is. No use in crying for it. You learn then you apply the relevant situations for the better and helping you grow more.&lt;br /&gt;
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During the times I am with the girls, I make sure to capture moments. I'm trying to do it with each of them. Hard to reach out sometimes with the oldest. We still have that little barrier that I don't know if she feels comfortable with me or not. I likewise have that fear of being mistreated to the point of thinking she might say, " you're not my mom". I don't know how to handle if it happens. I think little by little we can work out our differences. She is so smart that I sometimes just wanna shut up afraid of what to say. Situations like that, I want their father to take the rescue. Just few days ago, we opened another form of communication by txting. I was happy that she was the one who got my number first and txted me. Perhaps eventually everything will be smooth. On the other hand, I am so comfortable and I think they are too with the other two. I noticed distinctive characteristic on Mandy, she's the most thoughtful. The one who will say "are you ok?" how's work? "I love you" and "thank you"! I wasn't that surprise, most middle child are like that. We just got her a new phone and shes my new txtmate. The youngest is charming and sweet. She loves to be hug.. the one who's always hungry. Lol;-)&amp;nbsp; She's the closest to me.. as much as i love to share photos, I try not to! I'm not allowed. So, I'm keeping a whole bunch of it in printing and made a family photo book!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;They may not be my kids, i may not have given birth to them, they may  not have my DNA but they have my heart, my support, and my never ending  love. Being a step parent means not having any parental rights or privileges  but still worrying, loving and caring about the child like they were  your own.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7204036641809111570-5181872212346695765?l=vichygurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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* A BIG news of course, I am now enjoying a "madrasta" role along with my husband back to his foot as a father of 3. For a very long time, the court had finally heard his sentiments. We are cherishing every moment the kids are with us and I can't thank heaven above for this wonderful blessing. And for the first time, we had an informal family photo during a friends baby's birthday. That was memorable!&lt;br /&gt;
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* We celebrated our anniversary quite and simple. Tried eating brunch at Bob Evans and then just went strolling along the Silver lake embracing nature and sunshine. End up with a movie date.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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* Summer time has been very good and fun! Went to beach almost every week. It's the only time of the year you can use those two piece in the closet. Celebrated father's day and of course hubby's birthday at the campsite. This looks like going to be a yearly event with some very close friends and hopefully with the girls in the future.&lt;br /&gt;
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* I tried my luck on taking the exam after a couple of years of slacking and not focusing on my goal. I also just did it because our very close friend Lany and Steve has been pushing me to do so. I'm supposed to take 6 exams to be able to get that long awaited teachers license. I took 2 out of 6 last July and passed 1 out of 2. I wasn't expecting to pass at all because first, the exam was intended for people whose first language is English and obviously it just happened to be my 2nd language. Second, I didn't study AT ALL, i was like.. ok let's try this. So passing it is a blessing!&amp;nbsp; I'm just thankful 1 is out of the way and have to retake the other one and then moved on and try my luck for another four exams. That's a lot!!! I'm not even sure if I want to teach here but you see.. if I should have listened to my in laws right from the beginning... this could have been over. Time to focus this time, I'm definitely not liking my job right now anymore.&lt;br /&gt;
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* I think this is the year of pregnancy. Three of my very close friends are pregnant. Both of my sisters in law just gave birth. Seems everybody are getting girls.. only one boy out of 5 people I knew. I want a baby boy so bad and I will patiently wait for the perfect day he will arrive.&lt;br /&gt;
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Not much to update, we are both in our daily basis. Everything is going smoothly, hope to stay this way, slowly climbing the ladder for new perspectives in life away from worries. &lt;br /&gt;
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That was the end of 08 when I finally had the courage to ask him how would I get my drivers license. In the Philippines, you just have to go to the transportation office and boom in a day you can get out bringing your new&amp;nbsp; drivers license. Here, it doesn't work that way. It is composed of two process. The written test and the road test. The written test is composed of series of questions that you have to study before you go to the Division of Motor Vehicles to take the exam when you are ready. When you pass that stage, you have to schedule your road test, you are given a chance to hold the steering wheel yourself and drive in a selected areas accordingly. It was kinda stressful for me that time.. I was more afraid of the written test than the actual driving. I believe I can drive but it seems to me that going through an exam of multiple choices for the written test is a pain. Just the thought of it made me sick. I have learn to conquer my fears by facing it. And so I did and I pass! It's all about reading and being confident to yourself.&lt;br /&gt;
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Now, I am saying the same thing to my friend who is planning to get her drivers license. I told her that she can find all the &lt;a href="http://www.dmvcheatsheets.com/"&gt;DMV test questions and answer&lt;/a&gt; in a matter of second. One thing really important when planning to take an exam is to have a reliable study guide. You don't want to be armed with useless guides and ends up none of them was in the actual test. Bringing the right &lt;a href="http://www.dmvcheatsheets.com/"&gt;DMV test questions and answers&lt;/a&gt; will make your journey easy and will guarantee you to pass. She was convinced and told me that by the end of this month she should be able to have that privileged and independence as well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7204036641809111570-6054219216135231422?l=vichygurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Last December 2010, I have submitted my removal of condition&amp;nbsp; joint petition to be able to get the 10 yr green card. After the biometrics that happened last January 2011, I haven't heard anything anymore!&amp;nbsp; I've been reading about other applicants comments how easy this last step before citizenship.. others said they got their card in a month. So, as my situation was a special case scenario, I assume we will get another interview date again or worst.. request for additional evidence for marriage. To my surprise today, I received an email from USCIS that my card is ready for production! YAY!!!!&amp;nbsp; I am going to get my 10 year GC in a few days. I can't wait!!!!! I'm done for USCIS for now.. I might apply for citizenship by the end of this year since I am qualified by then but we'll see!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7204036641809111570-233731778262043860?l=vichygurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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