<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2051439734403598930</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:20:26.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss T</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tashinarogers.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2051439734403598930/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tashinarogers.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>~Shina~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15967685259215863370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>25</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2051439734403598930.post-1849921300250193922</id><published>2009-04-15T23:36:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T23:41:18.635-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My military doo...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9WLAeGo9qbk/SebSRmOUTMI/AAAAAAAAACM/t0QL0f4i-sI/s1600-h/tpr.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325174809172397250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9WLAeGo9qbk/SebSRmOUTMI/AAAAAAAAACM/t0QL0f4i-sI/s320/tpr.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;My friend Sherryl just took this picture of me at work. Terrible lighting...but hey it's from a cell phone! I know you've all been dying to see my hair short. It hasn't been this short since 5th grade!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I've got 3 weeks left in Arizona. And tomorrow night is my last night of work. AAAAAHHHHHHH!!!! I'm so nervous/excited/scared...etc! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2051439734403598930-1849921300250193922?l=tashinarogers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tashinarogers.blogspot.com/feeds/1849921300250193922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2051439734403598930&amp;postID=1849921300250193922' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2051439734403598930/posts/default/1849921300250193922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2051439734403598930/posts/default/1849921300250193922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tashinarogers.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-military-doo.html' title='My military doo...'/><author><name>~Shina~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15967685259215863370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9WLAeGo9qbk/SebSRmOUTMI/AAAAAAAAACM/t0QL0f4i-sI/s72-c/tpr.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2051439734403598930.post-1198720183598877903</id><published>2009-04-01T02:14:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T03:00:27.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting ready...</title><content type='html'>I have 35 days left of being a civilian. WEIRD!!! 5 short weeks (from today to be a matter of fact). And I have 6 shifts left of work. This is all becoming SO REAL!!! So I'll just let you all know of how the last few weeks have been...I've been running every now and then with my friend Christa. She's one of those athletic mom's that is in great shape after having 3 kids, and still seems to tell me that she can't run! WTF?! HA! This girl can run, and she kicks my butt every time!! It's nice to have someone there to push me to run more, since this is what is going to happen in boot camp. I've been extremely busy with life in general, that we haven't been able to run in the last week. I know I'm a slacker!! But in the meantime, a few weeks ago Phoenix hosted a Navy Seal Fitness Challege. I was encouraged to go to this just to be able to compete against other people and to see where I'm at fitness wise. I finished with these scores:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;500 meters of swimming- 13:39&lt;br /&gt;1 and 1/2 mile- Run Time 15:46&lt;br /&gt;Pullups 0&lt;br /&gt;Pushups in 2 minutes 43&lt;br /&gt;Situps in 2 minutes 55&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to defend myself on my times. I feel a bit embarassed considering I was the last person to finish in every event!...I was competing against a bunch of high school kids that have been active in sports all throughout this past year. I have not. I haven't actually swam laps in a pool since 6th grade. I walked parts of my run because I don't have great running shoes and my ankles were burning! I don't have the best upper body strength and therefore couldn't even succeed at doing one damn pull up. (neither could any of the other girls) AND, as for the push ups and sit ups, I had done this 2 days prior to the event and my body was already sore. :) haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so since I've joined, I've had to call in ever Monday to check in with my recruiter. And every Thursday I've had DEP (Delayed Entry Program) meetings. These meetings are different every week. One week we are at the park doing fitness training, and the other week we are in the office practicing are Salior's Creed and stances. The weeks that I've gone for the fitness training, I've been there with ONE other girl. With 15 other guys. The one week I went to the meeting in the office, I was the ONLY girl. Let me just tell you that being the only girl with 15 other guys in the room, having to do push ups, and yell out the Sailor's creed, it gets pretty intimidating!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, I've been doing good. I have the next 8 days off from work to go home and visit my family in Joseph City. I'm really excited to just veg! And work out of course. I really can't complain about how this is all unravaling. I'm stoked to be able to go into the Navy and accomplish things that will prepare me in my future. Every day I go to sleep I always catch myself saying, "Oh my gosh! I'm really doing this. I'm really going intot he Navy!" AHH! I'm so excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH and just another thing that just proves that I've going into the Navy....I cut my hair last Friday. 9 inches off!!!! Holy Sh*t! There's no turning back now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2051439734403598930-1198720183598877903?l=tashinarogers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tashinarogers.blogspot.com/feeds/1198720183598877903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2051439734403598930&amp;postID=1198720183598877903' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2051439734403598930/posts/default/1198720183598877903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2051439734403598930/posts/default/1198720183598877903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tashinarogers.blogspot.com/2009/04/getting-ready.html' title='Getting ready...'/><author><name>~Shina~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15967685259215863370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2051439734403598930.post-8230294500170583221</id><published>2009-03-10T23:20:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T23:39:41.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Official!!</title><content type='html'>Last week was adventurous. I took the ASVAB test on Thursday. Scored a 66. Woke up the next day at 4 am and went downtown again to do my physical. Besides being dog tired, wanna know the perks about joining the military..... MEN. Ahhh! Most of them were't your typical eye candy of choice, but the few that were..hmm I couldn't stop staring. HAHA. And the day went on with tons of embarassing things I had to do...learning different military things and such. But by the end of the day it became OFFICIAL! I'm a NAVY recruit! My goal was to get into their Hospital Corpsman program to be a Medic. But that program is all full. So, I'm going to be an Operations Specialist. Sounds intese huh? The only other choice I had was to be a mechanic and that wasn't happening! Go figure the mechanical scores on my ASVAB test were the highest... So basically what I've been told as an Operations Specialist, I will be locating all of the Ships out on sea, seeing how fast they are going and in what direction. I'm sure there is more involved, but that's the basic stuff I'll be doing. My recruiter said that it's a very good job and I'll do very good at it. Hmm...thanks! After setting up my job, they gave me my ship date&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;May 6, 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.  That is literally right around the corner! And just 4 days after my birthday. Don't get me wrong, I'm stoked! And nervous at the same time. I realized that I have SO much I need/want to get done before I leave. I'll be going to Great Lakes, Illinois for basic training and also for my schooling for my job. Then, I have to option, which ever is available...to be stationed some where in the U.S., on a ship, or over seas. Any takers on where my first choice will be?? Over seas baby! I hope they have that available to me by the time I graduate! Wish me luck!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2051439734403598930-8230294500170583221?l=tashinarogers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tashinarogers.blogspot.com/feeds/8230294500170583221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2051439734403598930&amp;postID=8230294500170583221' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2051439734403598930/posts/default/8230294500170583221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2051439734403598930/posts/default/8230294500170583221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tashinarogers.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-official.html' title='It&apos;s Official!!'/><author><name>~Shina~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15967685259215863370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2051439734403598930.post-6382930876897316936</id><published>2009-02-20T21:20:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T21:37:27.637-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The secret's out!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'm joining the...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9WLAeGo9qbk/SZ-E2dVmqtI/AAAAAAAAACE/mrTJkaEdF5w/s1600-h/navy1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305104957188778706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 162px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 171px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9WLAeGo9qbk/SZ-E2dVmqtI/AAAAAAAAACE/mrTJkaEdF5w/s320/navy1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't wait!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2051439734403598930-6382930876897316936?l=tashinarogers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tashinarogers.blogspot.com/feeds/6382930876897316936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2051439734403598930&amp;postID=6382930876897316936' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2051439734403598930/posts/default/6382930876897316936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2051439734403598930/posts/default/6382930876897316936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tashinarogers.blogspot.com/2009/02/secrets-out.html' title='The secret&apos;s out!'/><author><name>~Shina~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15967685259215863370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9WLAeGo9qbk/SZ-E2dVmqtI/AAAAAAAAACE/mrTJkaEdF5w/s72-c/navy1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2051439734403598930.post-350495576047026976</id><published>2009-02-09T04:45:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T05:27:35.201-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My BEST friend!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Paula and I both started working in Labor and Delivery about the same time, 2 years ago. I'm pretty sure she was the first person to say Hi to me, and introduce herself. We've been best of friends ever since. This last August, she was strong enough to pick up her life and move it back home when she realized that her life with her husband was no longer going to work out. I had never been so devastated in my life. During that time, We worked opposite nights from each other so we didn't risk the chances of getting cancelled, but the one night we were finally going to get to work together and catch up on life...I wake up to text messages from her letting me know that she was leaving and wasn't going to make it to work. I cried. Hysterically. I felt horrible that she was going through this, and even worse, that I didn't see any of it coming. Immediately I had called her, getting a voicemail I was frantic and told her that she had to call me and explain what was going on. 20 mintues later she called. Explaining everything, I realized that for her to move back home was the best thing for her and her little girl Mia. We both started to cry and then she told me she had to go. That was that. And then she had sent me a text message stating that shes terrible at good byes and hates crying. You and me both Paula. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, I haven't had the chance to see her since August. Until last night! She had texted me letting me know she was in town..I unfortunately scheduled to work so I called my manager immediately to talk my way out of working. It worked. Luckily it was a slower night so she grantedme the entire night off. YAY!! So I went to see Paula, who is now dating her best (male) friend that she has known for 10 years. He was there and after giving Paula a hug, I'm introduced to Jeff. He gives me a hug instead of a hand shake, because he's 'heard so much about me from Paula'! Aww....We had a great time of catching up. She seems so happy now and I'm glad. Despite the fact that we had a few too many adult drinks, and trying to bring a close to everything the last time I had seen her, it was a little emotional at the end. Our lives are going in 2 different directions, and it made me sad realizing that I'm not going to get to see her as often as I'd like when I move away...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;I've always grown up not having a BEST friend, but just some really GREAT friends. Now I can say that I have a BEST friend. Her name is Paula Herrera. I have to add also that she's gonna be in my wedding one day. HAHA. She already told me that I'd be in her's when she gets married again. And she said if she wasn't in mine, that she would come and crash it. HAHA. I guess I have no choice now. Gotta love best friends!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;P.S. Tiana, your my best friend too!!! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2051439734403598930-350495576047026976?l=tashinarogers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tashinarogers.blogspot.com/feeds/350495576047026976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2051439734403598930&amp;postID=350495576047026976' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2051439734403598930/posts/default/350495576047026976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2051439734403598930/posts/default/350495576047026976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tashinarogers.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-best-friend.html' title='My BEST friend!'/><author><name>~Shina~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15967685259215863370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2051439734403598930.post-8643474199706263812</id><published>2009-02-03T05:46:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T05:50:35.758-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Superbowl XLIII</title><content type='html'>I have not so nice words to say about the superbowl. :( I was crying when Larry Fitzgerald made the last touchdown with 2 minutes left on the clock....I had a friend next to me crying hysterically (as if someone has just died)... Which made me cry even more because I was laughing so hard. And we cried...until the Steelers recovered the fumble and made the winning touchdown. Speechless. Then came cuss words. Lot of them. The officials were paid off. It's obvious. I know who the real winners are. GO CARDINALS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2051439734403598930-8643474199706263812?l=tashinarogers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tashinarogers.blogspot.com/feeds/8643474199706263812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2051439734403598930&amp;postID=8643474199706263812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2051439734403598930/posts/default/8643474199706263812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2051439734403598930/posts/default/8643474199706263812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tashinarogers.blogspot.com/2009/02/superbowl-xliii.html' title='Superbowl XLIII'/><author><name>~Shina~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15967685259215863370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2051439734403598930.post-8781330537120635454</id><published>2009-01-07T03:12:00.008-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T03:42:17.574-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gotta love them Longhorns!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I got a call from Kendra last week asking me if I wanted to go to the Fiesta Bowl on Monday night. What was my obvious respose?? HELL YES!! I love football! Anything about football and I'm there. I love the crowds. I love the energy. And I love the game! I've ALWAYS wanted to go to the Fiesta Bowl. And to think...I was able to go watch one of the best college football team in the nation! My Texas Longhorns! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9WLAeGo9qbk/SWSAnhNNHcI/AAAAAAAAABk/pOUsZR_PtxA/s1600-h/tx2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288493278856814018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 82px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9WLAeGo9qbk/SWSAnhNNHcI/AAAAAAAAABk/pOUsZR_PtxA/s320/tx2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This game was actually my first college football game that I've gone to. The crowd was AWESOME!!! So much more energy then NFL games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9WLAeGo9qbk/SWSAjz7XsAI/AAAAAAAAABc/yeSWt7xw-gs/s1600-h/tx5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288493215162806274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 165px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9WLAeGo9qbk/SWSAjz7XsAI/AAAAAAAAABc/yeSWt7xw-gs/s320/tx5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Colt McCoy. Ahhh...he's such a stud!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9WLAeGo9qbk/SWSAaWqrwYI/AAAAAAAAABU/L6ahWgbWCLI/s1600-h/tx3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288493052689367426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 133px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 104px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9WLAeGo9qbk/SWSAaWqrwYI/AAAAAAAAABU/L6ahWgbWCLI/s320/tx3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Did I mention that Matthew McConnaughey was there?!?! HECK YES! He was out on the fiel though so I only saw him on the big screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9WLAeGo9qbk/SWSAUMtGd-I/AAAAAAAAABM/Z2TkV2HHx4c/s1600-h/tx4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288492946935936994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9WLAeGo9qbk/SWSAUMtGd-I/AAAAAAAAABM/Z2TkV2HHx4c/s320/tx4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Imagine this...17-21 Ohio State ahead. 0:41 seconds left in the game. Longhorns have the ball. Colt throws the ball to gain yardage every 5 seconds. Calling time outs to be able to stop the clock and run another play. The intensity! I thought it was a done deal. That Ohio had won. Kendra told me to not loose hope. :19, :18, :17....Colt throws the ball to this guy. TOUCHDOWN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! AAAAHHHHH!!! And the crowd goes WILD! And I GO WILD! And here I am, jumping up and down...tears forming in my eyes as if I had just won the game! :16 seconds left on the clock and the Texas Longhorns WIN an incredible ending to the Fiesta Bowl, 24-21. Yeah baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9WLAeGo9qbk/SWSAN5gVQpI/AAAAAAAAABE/unM0T24xXzY/s1600-h/tx1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288492838702891666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 131px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9WLAeGo9qbk/SWSAN5gVQpI/AAAAAAAAABE/unM0T24xXzY/s320/tx1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here's Mr. Colt McCoy again. So my battery was dying out during the game. I snagged a few pics, but now I'm kicking myself in the butt for not saving the battery to get a picture with the older couple sitting in front of us at the game. I think it might have been ColtMcCoy's parents. They were getting treated like VIP, and when Colt got his trophy after the game, the man says, "That's my son"! I'm an idiot for being too shy to not ask them if they were his parents and If I could get a picture with them. Dang it! Guess I'll just have to go to another game :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2051439734403598930-8781330537120635454?l=tashinarogers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tashinarogers.blogspot.com/feeds/8781330537120635454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2051439734403598930&amp;postID=8781330537120635454' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2051439734403598930/posts/default/8781330537120635454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2051439734403598930/posts/default/8781330537120635454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tashinarogers.blogspot.com/2009/01/gotta-love-them-longhorns.html' title='Gotta love them Longhorns!'/><author><name>~Shina~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15967685259215863370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9WLAeGo9qbk/SWSAnhNNHcI/AAAAAAAAABk/pOUsZR_PtxA/s72-c/tx2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2051439734403598930.post-4813535460862135121</id><published>2009-01-05T03:45:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T04:12:11.785-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Years Resolution</title><content type='html'>I've been thinking alot about my New Years Resolution and I have about 100 resolutions to be listed. Given the time I am posting this, here are a few resolutions/goals I have for 2009...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1. Get into BETTER shape. I'm not putting down the obvious resolution of many, to loose weight. I hate dieting. I love eating. HAHA. I've been going to the gym the last 6 months, more then I have in a really long time. Since then, I've gained almost 10 lbs. I HATE IT! But, I'm in shape. And no one can believe the amount I weigh when I tell them. So, bring on the pounds gosh dang it! I want to be in shape and have awesome awesome legs. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2. Lecture me later, but I'm going to stop binge drinking. There I said it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3. Go skydiving. I plan to do this on my 22nd birthday. Anyone wanna join? May 2...Saturday...Eloy. Be there. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;4. Be more productive. By this I mean, my goal for 2009 is mainly to get into the Nursing Program...SOMEWHERE! I want to start my life already! I have SO many goal in life and SO many plans. One of them is to finish school, after that, most of my plans involve LOTS and LOTS of traveling. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;5. Have a a better attitude and kind heart towards my mother. Its been a rough few years and I think its time for me to grow up and set the past aside. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Here we go 2009! BRING IT ON! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2051439734403598930-4813535460862135121?l=tashinarogers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tashinarogers.blogspot.com/feeds/4813535460862135121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2051439734403598930&amp;postID=4813535460862135121' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2051439734403598930/posts/default/4813535460862135121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2051439734403598930/posts/default/4813535460862135121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tashinarogers.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-years-resolution.html' title='New Years Resolution'/><author><name>~Shina~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15967685259215863370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2051439734403598930.post-4815355946921044708</id><published>2008-12-15T02:38:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T03:09:31.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What today coud've been...</title><content type='html'>I know this is a little sappy, and you might be thinking, 'Tashina's not over him'. Let me clarify. Today would have been 6 years for Ronniell and I. And yes, I am over him. Today just got me thinking of how crazy my life has been in the 7 months that we've been apart. And how crazy life was when him and I first got together. Vegas baby. At a measly 15 years old. Dang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was a wrestler. I was a wrestlerette. I'm sure we both thought we were hot stuff. But you know, thats what boys and girls at the age of 15 think of themselves. Obliviously to the fact that there was a future ahead of us that we never would have imagined at the time. We fell in love. No, I didn't know what love was then. And quite frankly, I'm not sure if I even know what love is now. But him and I, were unseperable during high school. And even more when we were out of high school. Ever high school dance I'd ever gone to was with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll never forget the day I turned 16. My mom and him were terrible at panning my sweet 16 suprize party. I was afraid of getting in trouble, so when I had picked him up to come hang out with my family, i kinda rushed him so I wouldn't get the "look" from my mom. I showed up with Ronniell at my house 5 minutes too early. With all of my friends arriving, 5 minutes too late. It was hilarious. And so sweet that they were actually trying to suprize me. That day at school, I'll never forget either, when Dayna Penrod (now Arnell) came up to me and said, be sure to let him know that he was infact my first realy boyfriend. And my first kiss. I blushed knowing what she had ment by that, because we were not able to date anyone before we were 16. (Of course the trouble maker I was, 15 and 1/2 was quite old enough in my mind).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It makes me smile and it makes me sad all at the same time thinking of this day. And especially writing it here at work at 3 in the morning. But, I will not be negative. And I will not moap around about this day. I always hear and still hear my peers say, you really do change as a person from when your in high school, to your adult hood and college years. I've come to know this as a fact. People change, and they grow apart. This unfortunately happened for me and Ronniell. 5 1/2 years ago I lost my best friend and the love of my life. (Per, my choice). But it was time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Don't be sad for me. December 15 just brings back alot of old memories. And I wanted to share with you, because if I didn't, I would be sleeping right now at work due to complete bordem. HAHA. Dang. One stinkin post and I really wanted it to end serious without my sarcasm in it! HA Oh well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2051439734403598930-4815355946921044708?l=tashinarogers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tashinarogers.blogspot.com/feeds/4815355946921044708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2051439734403598930&amp;postID=4815355946921044708' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2051439734403598930/posts/default/4815355946921044708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2051439734403598930/posts/default/4815355946921044708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tashinarogers.blogspot.com/2008/12/what-today-coudve-been.html' title='What today coud&apos;ve been...'/><author><name>~Shina~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15967685259215863370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2051439734403598930.post-7853833711080070025</id><published>2008-12-09T23:39:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T00:17:04.919-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NFC West Chamipons BABY!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;On Sunday I was able to go to the Cardinals game with a few girls from work. Thanks Shannon for having season tickets and inviting ME to tag along! It was such a blast! And now that I'm able to post pictures, I might just have to post more often on my life in general! :) I just have to tell everyone that whoever didn't watch this game, you missed out! Ahhh! It was such a fun game! And not to metion....We ARE GOING TO THE PLAYOFFS BABY!!! :) YAY!!! &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9WLAeGo9qbk/ST9k2qOls7I/AAAAAAAAAAc/TODjrDoMNDI/s1600-h/game2"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278048178512704434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 310px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9WLAeGo9qbk/ST9k2qOls7I/AAAAAAAAAAc/TODjrDoMNDI/s320/game2" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;So my pictures are stolen from my friend Jen, but I'll post others later. AND, this is my first post with pictures, so forgive me for having them all disorganized. But this first picture is after the game. GO CARDINALS!!!!! Love them :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9WLAeGo9qbk/ST9kyV6MvKI/AAAAAAAAAAU/I_FFOKnzuZE/s1600-h/game1"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278048104338996386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 144px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9WLAeGo9qbk/ST9kyV6MvKI/AAAAAAAAAAU/I_FFOKnzuZE/s320/game1" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We decided to do the whole tailgating thing. It was FREZZING! But tons of fun. And since it was us 4 girls, we were putting up our little tailgating tent and some macho men thought we needed help setting it up. (we were doing JUST FINE). We had tons of drinks, but unfortunately the food was so dang good that made us extremely full and we didn't even feel like drinking much after that! Dang it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9WLAeGo9qbk/ST9ksQ8bFpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/D7nI9gPI6zo/s1600-h/game"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278047999926933138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 194px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9WLAeGo9qbk/ST9ksQ8bFpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/D7nI9gPI6zo/s320/game" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Us 4...Shannon, Sherryl, Me, and Jen.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for a great time girls! It was so much fun!!!&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention, after the game we got to experience the coolest drunk guy ever jumping down onto the field, (because he thought he was so cool) and wanted to celebrate WITH the team, that he was so cool to get arrested in front of Thousands of people. Way to go retard. OH, and I have those pictures on my camera also. I will post them soon. What a cool guy. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end this post I need to apologize to my lover Matt. Any of you who know me, I love Matt Leinart. Yes he may be a slut, but deep down, the boy really does care about me :). HAHA. I have to say Sorry to him for not getting his jersey to wear to the game. He really disappointed me this season by losing his spot as starting quarterback. Though, I do love Kurt Warner and I am so happy that he is the starting quarterback and has gotten the team so far this season.&lt;br /&gt;Instead, I decided to get my man's, (other man) jersey. #34 Tim Hightower's jersey. I love him. And I know that he's gonna do great in the seasons to come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO CARDINALS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2051439734403598930-7853833711080070025?l=tashinarogers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tashinarogers.blogspot.com/feeds/7853833711080070025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2051439734403598930&amp;postID=7853833711080070025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2051439734403598930/posts/default/7853833711080070025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2051439734403598930/posts/default/7853833711080070025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tashinarogers.blogspot.com/2008/12/nfc-west-chamipons-baby.html' title='NFC West Chamipons BABY!!!!'/><author><name>~Shina~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15967685259215863370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9WLAeGo9qbk/ST9k2qOls7I/AAAAAAAAAAc/TODjrDoMNDI/s72-c/game2' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2051439734403598930.post-4580234188062729094</id><published>2008-11-24T00:02:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T00:28:23.295-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hanging out with Kayle</title><content type='html'>First of all, I absolutely love this kid. Kayle is my cousin Misti's daughter. Boy does she crack me up! I was hanging out with Misti before I came to work today. We went to watch the Cardinals game against the Giants (sad game) at Buffalo Wild Wings and Kayle insisted she come with us. While we were there the energetic child reminded me very quickly of why I don't have kids yet. She actually wasn't that bad though, really. haha We got back to her house and she wanted me to go color with her in her room. Pretending like I was 3 years old again, I start coloring with her. And she starts to tell me something that had happened...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kayle: "My daddy took my candy away from me"&lt;br /&gt;Tashina: "Well why did he do that? Where you eating too much of it?"&lt;br /&gt;K: I don't know why he took it away!&lt;br /&gt;T: Hmm, I'm not sure either Kayle. That wasn't very nice of him&lt;br /&gt;K: Yeah, i think you need to spank my daddy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA! WOW! She's too funny. I was laughing so hard. Needless to say, I let her know that I wasn't gonna spank her daddy because that would be mean. Plus very inappropriate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30 minutes later...Misti went to the bathroom to do some laundry and locked the door behind her. Kayle started to act 3 years old and was whining saying "I WANT MY MOMMY!" Eventually I got her to calm down and we started playing and I was "scaring her". More or less i was chasing her around the couch. I finally came up with the idea of scaring her mom when she came out of bathroom. She was thrilled! So we stood behind the door for a good 5 mintues. I told her she had to be VERY quiet so her mom couldn't hear us, and that way we could scare her really good! She actually listened. Nathan started whistling while we were trying to be sneaking and Kayle snapped, 'DADDY! SHHHH!!! We're going to scare mommy!" Haha I was laughing the whole time and kayle had a smirk on her face, hands up and ready to really scare her mom. A few minutes had passed and finally Misti comes walking out the bathroom door. I picked Kayle up to get her to really jump out at her mom, yelling RRRAAAARRRR!!!! Who'da thought, Misti actually jumped!!!! Kayle started laughing hysterically, I was laughing Nathan was laughing, and Misti seemed kind of embarrassed so she started to laugh. I gave Kayle a high five and said "YAY Kayle we scared your mom good!" She was so proud of herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just love that little girl. I've been around her since the day she was born and can't get enough of her. When I told her I had to leave and go to work she wasn't very happy. She came running right behind me and said NNNOOOO Shina don't go!!! HAHA I love it. There are days when I think that I'm never going to have kids. Ask my dad. I tell him every other time I talk to him and let him know that he won't be having any grandkids from me. He doesn't really like that coming from me. But Today hanging out with Kayle are one of those days that I feel like I can really see myself having kids and actually being a great mom. I love that feeling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2051439734403598930-4580234188062729094?l=tashinarogers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tashinarogers.blogspot.com/feeds/4580234188062729094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2051439734403598930&amp;postID=4580234188062729094' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2051439734403598930/posts/default/4580234188062729094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2051439734403598930/posts/default/4580234188062729094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tashinarogers.blogspot.com/2008/11/hanging-out-with-kayle.html' title='Hanging out with Kayle'/><author><name>~Shina~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15967685259215863370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2051439734403598930.post-3332500507272647472</id><published>2008-11-22T00:16:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T00:24:27.081-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Twilight!</title><content type='html'>So I went and saw the Twilight movie last night and LOVED IT! I wasn't as disappointed as I thought I would be. Though, I kinda was annoyed that Stephanie Meyer was in in for a split second but really hasn't she gotten enough fame from all of this? We just made her a multi-millionaire for crying out loud! Oh well. Moving on. For anyone who hasn't seen the movie, GO SEE IT! Biggest fans of mine are, Taylor Lautner who plays Jacob, Soley for the fact that he's pretty much HOT. It's a shame that he's 16. (BTW, Tiana, he really is only 16. I cried) haha jk. And my all time FAVORITE VAMPIRE IS....Kellan Lutz. He plays Emmett. And he is beautiful. To my advantage, he's 23 in real life. So i won't go to jail for crushing on him. At least he's legal. :) HAHAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2051439734403598930-3332500507272647472?l=tashinarogers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tashinarogers.blogspot.com/feeds/3332500507272647472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2051439734403598930&amp;postID=3332500507272647472' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2051439734403598930/posts/default/3332500507272647472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2051439734403598930/posts/default/3332500507272647472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tashinarogers.blogspot.com/2008/11/twilight.html' title='Twilight!'/><author><name>~Shina~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15967685259215863370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2051439734403598930.post-5615276384374794204</id><published>2008-11-20T03:53:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T04:47:35.099-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ThE tWiLiGhT mOvIe!!!</title><content type='html'>The countdown is practically over people! YAY!!! I'm at work again which in a few hours I'll be getting off and be able to get some sleep. Which will make this day go back even quicker so I can go and see this dang movie! For all of those who have no yet gettgen tickets, I'm sorry but your time is probably run out by now. I'm heading to the San Tan mall tonight around 10:30 to line up for this sold out movie. Which by the way, the last time I checked, They had reserved 4 theatres just to show the midnight showing! Call me obsessed but, I'd like to get a great seat for this movie and if waiting in line is what it takes, well shoot, I'm there! :) I totally cannot wait to tell everyone about it. Although, the previews aren't showing exactly what my imagination has made up to be, but I'm sure it will still be great!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2051439734403598930-5615276384374794204?l=tashinarogers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tashinarogers.blogspot.com/feeds/5615276384374794204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2051439734403598930&amp;postID=5615276384374794204' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2051439734403598930/posts/default/5615276384374794204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2051439734403598930/posts/default/5615276384374794204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tashinarogers.blogspot.com/2008/11/twilight-movie.html' title='ThE tWiLiGhT mOvIe!!!'/><author><name>~Shina~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15967685259215863370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2051439734403598930.post-5185203692594028365</id><published>2008-11-17T02:10:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T23:36:08.139-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dayna Penrod!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2051439734403598930-5185203692594028365?l=tashinarogers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tashinarogers.blogspot.com/feeds/5185203692594028365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2051439734403598930&amp;postID=5185203692594028365' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2051439734403598930/posts/default/5185203692594028365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2051439734403598930/posts/default/5185203692594028365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tashinarogers.blogspot.com/2008/11/dayna-penrod.html' title='Dayna Penrod!'/><author><name>~Shina~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15967685259215863370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2051439734403598930.post-3925429239318210558</id><published>2008-11-13T00:03:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T00:08:28.287-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Twilight update!</title><content type='html'>Alrighty I'm at work again, working on 2 hours of sleep in a 48 hr period. Drinking my AMP energy drink at the moment, but for all you twilighters...I WENT TO SEE TAYLOR LAUTNER! Yummy. haha He's a 16 yr old darn it! haha Aww man it was the best day ever. 14 and 15 yr old going crazy and having anxiety attcks before meeting the actors. While my brilliant self decided that instead of a picture (while I was unsuccessul to sneak one) I was going to have them personalize my poster and write my name on it. HAHA! And seriously? How many Tashina's are there in this world? Yeah probably not many. Guess that HOT 16 year old Taylor Lautner will be remembering me forever. I'm thinking as soon as he's of legal age he'll come around :). hahaha jk. K anyone with steps to posting pictures let me know! I really want to show off my twilight accessories!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2051439734403598930-3925429239318210558?l=tashinarogers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tashinarogers.blogspot.com/feeds/3925429239318210558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2051439734403598930&amp;postID=3925429239318210558' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2051439734403598930/posts/default/3925429239318210558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2051439734403598930/posts/default/3925429239318210558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tashinarogers.blogspot.com/2008/11/twilight-update.html' title='Twilight update!'/><author><name>~Shina~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15967685259215863370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2051439734403598930.post-329979323803160491</id><published>2008-11-12T02:00:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T02:15:06.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A little obsessed!</title><content type='html'>Do you see my posting below for the countdown for the Twilight movie? Ok, good. I love love LOVE the books. And for those of who who have no yet read them, I suggest you do. :) I've already bought my tickets for the midnight showing! haha. and FYI, Hot Topic is doing an event tomorrow in Scottsdale Fashion Square Mall to meet and greet a few of the actors and actresses from the movie at 5 PM. And guess who's going to be calling in to work tomorrow for this event? ME! The people that will be there are Taylor Lautner (Jacob), Edi Gathegi (Laurent) and Rachelle Leferve (Victoria).  Ok so they aren't really my top fav on trying to meet, I'd rather meet my Edward and also Kellan Lutz who plays Emmett. Man is he something to look at! And, who cares that in real life Taylor Lautner is only 16 years old but he sure is cute! So, I'm going to make my way up to Scottsdale today and buy me a ticket for this event. They say no pictures, but I'm really going to try my hardest to sneak a few. An update of the event will be posted shortly! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2051439734403598930-329979323803160491?l=tashinarogers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tashinarogers.blogspot.com/feeds/329979323803160491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2051439734403598930&amp;postID=329979323803160491' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2051439734403598930/posts/default/329979323803160491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2051439734403598930/posts/default/329979323803160491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tashinarogers.blogspot.com/2008/11/little-obsessed.html' title='A little obsessed!'/><author><name>~Shina~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15967685259215863370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2051439734403598930.post-8046883274071166485</id><published>2008-11-12T01:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T01:59:51.163-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss T</title><content type='html'>&lt;object classid='clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000' codebase='http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=8,0,0,0' width='385' height='500' id='Twilight Widget' align='middle' flashVars=''&gt;		&lt;param name='allowScriptAccess' value='sameDomain' /&gt;	&lt;param name='flashVars' value='' /&gt;		&lt;param name='allowFullScreen' value='false' /&gt;		&lt;param name='movie' value='http://twilightthemovie.com/ecard_widget/twilight_widget.swf' /&gt;&lt;param name='quality' value='high' /&gt;&lt;param name='bgcolor' value='#000000' /&gt;	&lt;embed src='http://twilightthemovie.com/ecard_widget/twilight_widget.swf' quality='high' bgcolor='#000000' width='385' height='500' name='Twilight Widget' align='middle' allowScriptAccess='sameDomain' allowFullScreen='false' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' pluginspage='http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer' &gt; &lt;/embed&gt;	&lt;/object&gt;&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bHQ9MTIyNjQ4MDM1NjY2NyZwdD*xMjI2NDgwMzg1MzIyJnA9OTE4NDEmZD*mbj1ibG9nZ2VyJmc9MiZ*PSZvPWJhYjBlOGIzODM2NDRiZThiNDZmYjBhYWJiNTE2ZjVi.gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2051439734403598930-8046883274071166485?l=tashinarogers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tashinarogers.blogspot.com/feeds/8046883274071166485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2051439734403598930&amp;postID=8046883274071166485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2051439734403598930/posts/default/8046883274071166485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2051439734403598930/posts/default/8046883274071166485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tashinarogers.blogspot.com/2008/11/miss-t.html' title='Miss T'/><author><name>~Shina~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15967685259215863370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2051439734403598930.post-6557485048709140235</id><published>2008-11-05T01:23:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T01:31:41.785-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Elections</title><content type='html'>Now that it officially over, I can confess to everyone that i didn't vote. And I still feel the same way based on Obama's win. We are screwed :) Yep that's a happy face. Because I know that either way the elections turned out that we were all doomed. I'm not bitter. It almost makes me want to study politics and try to become the first woman president. Hell, I think I have a great chance considering the choice between McCain and Obama. I hope Obama proves himself to make a change in this world. I just hope that change is for the BETTER. Oh well, this is the first and last post that I will put up on the presidential election. I'm way over it. Time to move on people! And make the best of our lives. I'm patriotical and always will be. Even if I don't have a president to follow that patriotism. God bless America! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2051439734403598930-6557485048709140235?l=tashinarogers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tashinarogers.blogspot.com/feeds/6557485048709140235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2051439734403598930&amp;postID=6557485048709140235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2051439734403598930/posts/default/6557485048709140235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2051439734403598930/posts/default/6557485048709140235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tashinarogers.blogspot.com/2008/11/elections.html' title='Elections'/><author><name>~Shina~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15967685259215863370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2051439734403598930.post-5761847743576724229</id><published>2008-10-31T23:06:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T23:32:23.348-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TAGGED!</title><content type='html'>8 Obsessions right now....&lt;br /&gt;1. The Twilight movie!&lt;br /&gt;2. Getting more toned :)&lt;br /&gt;3. Pictures of kids in their costumes for Halloween&lt;br /&gt;4. Working Extra for the Holidays&lt;br /&gt;5. MAC makeup&lt;br /&gt;6. SHOES&lt;br /&gt;7. New winter Clothes&lt;br /&gt;8. Going clubbing and dancing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 words or phrases that I use....&lt;br /&gt;1. Your mom!&lt;br /&gt;2. BAHAHAHAHA!!&lt;br /&gt;3. There there little peanut :)&lt;br /&gt;4. Labor this is Tashina&lt;br /&gt;6. Are you serious??&lt;br /&gt;7. WOW!&lt;br /&gt;8. Congratulations!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 things I want to do before I die&lt;br /&gt;1. Go bungey jumping&lt;br /&gt;2. Go sky diving&lt;br /&gt;3. Get married(maybe)&lt;br /&gt;4. Travel Europe FOR A MONTH!&lt;br /&gt;5. Finish Nursing school&lt;br /&gt;6. Get lasiks&lt;br /&gt;7. go snowboarding&lt;br /&gt;8. Go scuba diving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 things I want or need right now...&lt;br /&gt;1. Winter clothes&lt;br /&gt;2. More money to travel&lt;br /&gt;3. A drink :) hahaha&lt;br /&gt;4. New sunglasses&lt;br /&gt;5. ??&lt;br /&gt;6. ?&lt;br /&gt;7. ???&lt;br /&gt;8. ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 people I tag....&lt;br /&gt;1. U&lt;br /&gt;2. YOU&lt;br /&gt;3. U&lt;br /&gt;4. YOU&lt;br /&gt;5. U&lt;br /&gt;6. YOU&lt;br /&gt;7. U&lt;br /&gt;8. Who ever wants to&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2051439734403598930-5761847743576724229?l=tashinarogers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tashinarogers.blogspot.com/feeds/5761847743576724229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2051439734403598930&amp;postID=5761847743576724229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2051439734403598930/posts/default/5761847743576724229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2051439734403598930/posts/default/5761847743576724229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tashinarogers.blogspot.com/2008/10/tagged.html' title='TAGGED!'/><author><name>~Shina~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15967685259215863370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2051439734403598930.post-6384302753874554694</id><published>2008-10-22T02:42:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T02:51:46.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Advice??</title><content type='html'>Ok so mainly I'm posting because yet again, I'm here at work and I'm bored. :) So my lease ends in April and I'm planning to finally move out on my own! :) No more roomies :( But I'm already feeling a bit lonely. hahaha! So I've been thinking about getting myself a friend. A DOG! :) YAY!! Ok so...for a single valley girl, getting ready to go to Nursing school, living on her own in a lousy apartment...what should I get?? :) Be creative people! This will be my newest best friend that has to entertain me 4 days out of the week since I only work 3 days a week. :) I brought u[ the fact to some of my coworkers and already one of them is calling me the new "Paris" Oh hell no will I be carrying my little pet in a designer purse, just so they can pee in it. Who does that!! And that is why I think Paris is dumb. haha j/k. Oh, and if anyone has advice on blind dating. Yeah, it would be helpful for me. I have a blind date with an old coworker's son. EEek! SCARY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2051439734403598930-6384302753874554694?l=tashinarogers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tashinarogers.blogspot.com/feeds/6384302753874554694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2051439734403598930&amp;postID=6384302753874554694' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2051439734403598930/posts/default/6384302753874554694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2051439734403598930/posts/default/6384302753874554694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tashinarogers.blogspot.com/2008/10/advice.html' title='Advice??'/><author><name>~Shina~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15967685259215863370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2051439734403598930.post-6731889395135030367</id><published>2008-09-27T05:57:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T06:06:38.104-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I now understand why...</title><content type='html'>I know I know, yet I still lack pictures of my life for you all to enjoy and laugh at...I have reached a point of complete bordem here at work. (Yet again!) Sorry for no pictures. I'm better off with the whole myspace thing. It seems to be much easier. :) But to the point of my random blog post, I have been tempted by other postings on how great the Twilight series is...to actually by the first book. All I have to say is WOW!!! If any of you know me at all, I am not at all a book reader. I hate reading. Mainly because I can find better things to do with my time other then sitting and reading all day long. Yet this book is exactly what I WANT  to be doing all day long! I almost even cancelled a night out with some friend just to stay home, but then I realized I was being a bit of a nerd. But, I have to say...Twilight is an awesome book! For those of you who have no gone out and bought it and read it...DO!!! The movie comes on in theatre on November 21st! YAY!!! BTW, it seems to be the new rumor, that the Twilight series is suposed to be bigger then Harry Potter! I'm not a fan on Harry Potter, but that seriously has to say something for itself. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. One more hour until I get off of work! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2051439734403598930-6731889395135030367?l=tashinarogers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tashinarogers.blogspot.com/feeds/6731889395135030367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2051439734403598930&amp;postID=6731889395135030367' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2051439734403598930/posts/default/6731889395135030367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2051439734403598930/posts/default/6731889395135030367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tashinarogers.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-now-understand-why.html' title='I now understand why...'/><author><name>~Shina~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15967685259215863370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2051439734403598930.post-7549760344471009024</id><published>2008-07-21T02:08:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T02:14:47.244-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aww I love my co-workers</title><content type='html'>Ok ok I know. My blog is very boring right now because I don't know how to put picture son this thing. And i don't have much free time to write about myself, except for the free time I get while I'm at work. I feel very proud right now. I was in my patients room giving the baby girl her first bath, as my co-worker Rebecca asked me if I was going to be caring for babies once I am done with nursing school. I said yes of course!! :) She said "good, you will make a great nurse for babies. you are so gentle with them" AWWW!!! How sweet is that! Here I am thinking that babies aren't for me, and I feel as if I am a little rough with them sometimes. And she tells me that I'm perfect for a job caring with babies! :) I love it. A few nurses have told me that I am going to be a great mom. HA! Gosh I sure hope so. For now, I'll continue my birth control with babysitting all of my friends kids and also spending time with all of my babies that I get to care for as they enter the world. I love my job! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2051439734403598930-7549760344471009024?l=tashinarogers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tashinarogers.blogspot.com/feeds/7549760344471009024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2051439734403598930&amp;postID=7549760344471009024' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2051439734403598930/posts/default/7549760344471009024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2051439734403598930/posts/default/7549760344471009024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tashinarogers.blogspot.com/2008/07/aww-i-love-my-co-workers.html' title='Aww I love my co-workers'/><author><name>~Shina~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15967685259215863370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2051439734403598930.post-1039543525446684443</id><published>2008-07-15T04:32:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T04:47:59.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm tagged, now your tagged!&lt;br /&gt;i am: Very sleepy...&lt;br /&gt;i know: That God loves me&lt;br /&gt;i want: to get into Nursing School&lt;br /&gt;i have: a LIFE&lt;br /&gt;i wish: I could find that someone&lt;br /&gt;i hate: having shift change deliveries! Especially TWINS! URG!&lt;br /&gt;i miss: my family&lt;br /&gt;i fear: of dying&lt;br /&gt;i feel: good!&lt;br /&gt;i hear: all of my coworkers talking&lt;br /&gt;i smell: BLEK! The hospital smell.&lt;br /&gt;i crave: CHOCOLATE!&lt;br /&gt;i search: The news. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;i wonder: where my life is headed&lt;br /&gt;i regret: not standing up for myself&lt;br /&gt;i love: my FAMILY!!!&lt;br /&gt;i care: about everyone in my life&lt;br /&gt;i always: take care of business!&lt;br /&gt;i am not: "your MOM" hahahah&lt;br /&gt;i believe: that everything happens for a reason&lt;br /&gt;i dance: oh my gosh do I dance! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;i sing: in the shower and do karoke! YAY&lt;br /&gt;i don’t always: like the way things turn out&lt;br /&gt;i fight: to love&lt;br /&gt;i write: with my hands? hahaha&lt;br /&gt;i lose: self pity&lt;br /&gt;i win: at arguments not meant to be started hahah&lt;br /&gt;i never: want to fail&lt;br /&gt;i listen: to my friends and family&lt;br /&gt;i am scared: of being alone&lt;br /&gt;i need: some sleep!&lt;br /&gt;i am happy about: this effing shift to be over!&lt;br /&gt;i tag: Your MOM! Does she have a blog? hahhahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2051439734403598930-1039543525446684443?l=tashinarogers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tashinarogers.blogspot.com/feeds/1039543525446684443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2051439734403598930&amp;postID=1039543525446684443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2051439734403598930/posts/default/1039543525446684443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2051439734403598930/posts/default/1039543525446684443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tashinarogers.blogspot.com/2008/07/im-tagged-now-your-tagged-i-am-very.html' title=''/><author><name>~Shina~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15967685259215863370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2051439734403598930.post-2838093704446634588</id><published>2008-07-08T23:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T23:55:14.028-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I AM SSSSSSOOOOOO BORED!!! I'm on my 3rd day at work and it's only midnight. Suprizingly we haven't had many babies born on my shift. I'm still trying to figure out this blogging process then I will post pictures and explain the latest events of my life :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2051439734403598930-2838093704446634588?l=tashinarogers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tashinarogers.blogspot.com/feeds/2838093704446634588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2051439734403598930&amp;postID=2838093704446634588' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2051439734403598930/posts/default/2838093704446634588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2051439734403598930/posts/default/2838093704446634588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tashinarogers.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-am-ssssssoooooo-bored-im-on-my-3rd.html' title=''/><author><name>~Shina~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15967685259215863370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2051439734403598930.post-5588907602646811640</id><published>2008-07-03T03:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T03:32:57.418-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WOW my very own blog!!</title><content type='html'>Hey everyone! Here I am, at work at 3:30 in the morning and I have realzined that blogspot.com is the one website that isn't blocked from the internet at work. :) So...since I'm new at this, I will take any advice I can get to create a very entertaining blogspot for everyone to view!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2051439734403598930-5588907602646811640?l=tashinarogers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tashinarogers.blogspot.com/feeds/5588907602646811640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2051439734403598930&amp;postID=5588907602646811640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2051439734403598930/posts/default/5588907602646811640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2051439734403598930/posts/default/5588907602646811640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tashinarogers.blogspot.com/2008/07/wow-my-very-own-blog.html' title='WOW my very own blog!!'/><author><name>~Shina~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15967685259215863370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
