My journey to Bacolod City began many years ago in Manila, Philippines. Where I was born and grew to a young lady full of energy and life. My parents called me Virgie because there was something regal about the sound. They had high hopes of my marrying a local boy from a good, wealthy family. You know the kind slick, black hair; long side burns, driving a sports car. The kind who brings you a flowers on every date.

To get even, or because I was in romantic haze. I met and married a U.S. marine from Sacramento Ca, who was stationed at our local embassy, where I also worked.

Marriage, a home in America, and two beautiful children occupied seven years of my life. Where did my life go? It went somewhere. But there is no lost and found department for a life lost in many years.

My marriage was bad. It was so bad that I cried every night for all those years. I would tell myself, you are in strange country maybe the customs are different. The child

My challenge and my expectations is to enroll in college. I was proud of myself for not failing into the garbage pit waiting into the close by. Then the fun began subjects, which were very hard for me.

The University of Phoenix work inspired me to decide on a direction for my life. I realized that I could teach these same lessons to others. Now I’m making my goal a reality. In a few years, I will transfer from a school one more time. This time I would like to say thanks to two particular counselors, ms. Chanin and ms. Maria. With her guidance. Now I am able to continue education at University of Phoenix, Sacramento Valley Campus, where I will begin taking classes in fall 2003. In the future, I would like to become a Lawyer.

The first day I set foot on campus, I was terrified. I looked around and saw that, I was ten years of older than most of the fellow students. I thought, what I am I doing here? I was sure that everyone in the school was looking at me, thinking I was stupid for being so old. Sometimes I still feel that way. But worse than anything was fear of failure. I was afraid that I wasn’t prepared for the demands of college, because my high school years had been such a waste. I though if I failed, I would be a complete failure in life, I wouldn’t amount to anything. Everything that what years earlier would have been beaten me.

One day I had a phone call with a counselor, Ms.Chanin. I had come over to find a friendly, supportive counselor. I found someone telling me about options, I didn’t know about. The more I thought about it, the more I realized that

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