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		<title>Retainers and Report Card Day</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 30 Mar 2009 15:08:44 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Hey! I am wearing my retainers again. See: Today was report card day. So, I went to my Alma Matter in where my daughter studies now. She would be going to the same school next year and hopefully have better grades than what she have now. See me in my old school:]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Hey! I am wearing my retainers again. See:</p>
<p><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/intiendes/3398048351/" title="Pic083 by intiendes, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3467/3398048351_9372950529.jpg" width="375" height="500" alt="Pic083" /></a></p>
<p>Today was report card day. So, I went to my Alma Matter in where my daughter studies now. She would be going to the same school next year and hopefully have better grades than what she have now.</p>
<p>See me in my old school:</p>
<p><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/intiendes/3398857322/" title="Pic088 by intiendes, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3558/3398857322_7f8f38b865.jpg" width="375" height="500" alt="Pic088" /></a></p>
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		<title>Hannah&#8217;s Firt Ballet Show in School</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 18 Feb 2009 14:03:18 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Even though she  became the clown of the show. I am proud of my daughter. She makes people happy This is what I sacrificed my sleep for. To be with her and her brother. It is all worth it. What&#8217;s a sleep if you can&#8217;t find happiness in your heart I used to think I [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Even though she  became the clown of the show. I am proud of my daughter. She makes people happy <img src='http://babsy.name/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_razz.gif' alt=':P' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
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<p>This is what I sacrificed my sleep for. To be with her and her brother. It is all worth it. What&#8217;s a sleep if you can&#8217;t find happiness in your heart <img src='http://babsy.name/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_biggrin.gif' alt=':D' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
<p>I used to think I am a bad Momma, but now &#8230; I know I am on the right track.</p>
<p>You may be wondering who my daughter is on that video because it is not clear. My daughter is the reason why you could hear the laughter from the audience; the one who&#8217;s hair-do went disaster, got angry with the audience and stayed to give an angry face, and the one who told the audience to keep quiet because they were too noisy laughing at her.</p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><a title="solostand by intiendes, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/intiendes/3290173286/"><img class="aligncenter" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3213/3290173286_3be7665fa2_m.jpg" alt="solostand" width="170" height="240" /></a><br />
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		<title>Meeting and Goodbye</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 14 Nov 2008 13:54:02 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Meeting and Goodbye would be two different stories, so here goes the first part; MEETING. Every Friday, I make it a point to go to Church and attend a Mass after work. Today, I was able to do that, plus I met a family friend. It has been a long time we haven&#8217;t seen each [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Meeting and Goodbye would be two different stories, so here goes the first part; <strong>MEETING</strong>.</p>
<p>Every Friday, I make it a point to go to Church and attend a Mass after work. Today, I was able to do that, plus I met a family friend. It has been a long time we haven&#8217;t seen each other. She is the mother of one of the closest friend I had during my elementary days at Assumption. She is my Tita Tess. Her husband died when we were still young and now that my friend is already working in another island here in the Philippines, she got herself a boyfriend. Indeed it is good to have someone to accompany you, because being alone could drive you insane.</p>
<p>Upon hearing this, my Mom kind of question &#8220;Why&#8221; Tita Tess would want to have a boyfriend now that she is old. It is expected of my Mom to think that, because she is the &#8220;conservative&#8221; type. Well, I told her that; &#8220;It is hard to live life alone. You should be thankful that you have your husband. Yes, Tita Tess is old and she may have a daughter that is professional now, but a partner is different from having a friend or a child.&#8221; I may be speaking in behalf of Tita Tess when I told her that, but I want to let her know, that it is the fact and it is also what I feel. I just hope she gets the message.</p>
<p>She has this mentality that since I have my kids I don&#8217;t need someone in my life. Well, I guess at this point of my life, I could say that I know more than my Mom does, in terms of having relationships and love.</p>
<p>Now the second part of this post; <strong>GOODBYE</strong>.</p>
<p>Today was the last day of someone who had a big impact on me in the company since he was hired. He is older than me, but he seems to act like he is younger. I could say that he is a child at heart in doing those foolish things, because he likes to play. Certainly not stupid kind of child-like attitude. Though his action, sometimes pisses me off. I know he have brains that work. I couldn&#8217;t say much about him, because I don&#8217;t know him well enough. I just know him as an old guy who acts like a child, that&#8217;s just it. Here&#8217;s his <a title="Goodbye" href="http://www.thisismylife.info/2008/11/memoirs/" target="_blank">Goodbye</a> post.</p>
<p>Good luck Big Guy! May you achieve your dreams in life.</p>
<p>Keep in touch! <span style="text-decoration: line-through;">May utang ka pa sa akon</span>.</p>
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		<title>Emotional Abuse and Driving Lessons</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 08 Nov 2008 12:23:53 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[This morning, we had a meeting at Assumption; my alma matter and currently the school of my daughter. The topic is about emotional abuse. I was really touched during the meeting and learned a lot. Sister Fidelis Estrada showed us the story of Antwone Fisher, which made me realize that in every action of a [...]]]></description>
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<p>This morning, we had a meeting at Assumption; my alma matter and currently the school of my daughter. The topic is about emotional abuse. I was really touched during the meeting and learned a lot. Sister Fidelis Estrada showed us the story of Antwone Fisher, which made me realize that in every action of a person, there is a deep explanation.</p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B00005JLRZ?ie=UTF8&amp;tag=intiendes-20&amp;linkCode=as2&amp;camp=1789&amp;creative=9325&amp;creativeASIN=B00005JLRZ"><img class="aligncenter" src="https://images-na.ssl-images-amazon.com/images/I/51FG5H9XHZL._SL160_.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><img style="border:none !important; margin:0px !important;" src="https://images-na.ssl-images-amazon.com/images/I/51FG5H9XHZL._SL160_.jpg" border="0" alt="" width="1" height="1" /></p>
<p>The afternoon, I teach my mother how to drive, because currently we have no driver and I lost my drivers license. My mother have a drivers license but she doesn&#8217;t know how to drive. Today, I taught her more on maneuvering; going straight, backing and turning.</p>
<p>Evening, my daughter wanted me to tutor her with the lessons they have in school. As I started teaching her, I noticed she is not listening. I just lost my patience because I just had my <a title="MacBook Broken Again" href="http://babsy.name/macbook-dead-again/" target="_blank">MacBook broken again</a> and there she was, asking me to teach her but she does not listen. I throw all the things I could get my hands on, then continue to watch TV. My daughter was in silence. I noticed that she was shaking in fear then eventually cried. I didn&#8217;t mind, I was so stoned. I continued watching TV.</p>
<p>I am a Monster Mom and I could be the worst Mom ever. Even though I am like this, I know my kids love me.</p>
<p>I think I needed to straighten up my life, before I could be able to handle this emotions properly.</p>
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