<?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-1162829810433844124</id><updated>2011-04-21T12:38:11.912-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Traveling Down a Long Road</title><subtitle type='html'>Here you may find, the many ramblings of my mind.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosinaquest.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1162829810433844124/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosinaquest.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02161349500283511101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ebk7Mbd4yMY/R2DOMslmD9I/AAAAAAAAAAs/YbU11FXXsnc/S220/35.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1162829810433844124.post-6647125195436891610</id><published>2008-05-05T21:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T19:17:16.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TWILIGHT ALERT</title><content type='html'>Oh my goodness, oh my goodness, oh my goodness!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! For those who don't know, Twilight by Stephenie Meyer, is teen/vampire love story currently being made into a movie. I have been watching this happen from day one on various websites and blogs. Today is historical because they released the FIRST TEASER TRAILER, YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY!!!!!!!!!!!! It is amazing and awesome and perfect in every way. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xBvOhfL4mYw&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xBvOhfL4mYw&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1162829810433844124-6647125195436891610?l=rosinaquest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosinaquest.blogspot.com/feeds/6647125195436891610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1162829810433844124&amp;postID=6647125195436891610' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1162829810433844124/posts/default/6647125195436891610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1162829810433844124/posts/default/6647125195436891610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosinaquest.blogspot.com/2008/05/twilight-alert.html' title='TWILIGHT ALERT'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02161349500283511101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ebk7Mbd4yMY/R2DOMslmD9I/AAAAAAAAAAs/YbU11FXXsnc/S220/35.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1162829810433844124.post-8659020815395440937</id><published>2008-04-29T19:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T19:46:45.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Frankenstein</title><content type='html'>I am reading Frankenstein by Merry Shelley in English. (Technically i was supposed to read it two weeks ago, he he, better late than never.) It is turning out to be a very interesting story. I like the creature a lot and I can't understand why Victor refuses to love him. The creature is so kind and loving but no one cares enough to look past the surface. It is a very sad reality.&lt;br /&gt;We were reading some poems as well and I thought that I would post my favorite one. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ah, Are You Digging On My Grave?&lt;br /&gt;by Thomas Hardy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ah, are you digging on my grave, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My loved one? -- planting rue?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-- "No: yesterday he went to wed &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One of the brightest wealth has bred. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;'It cannot hurt her now,' he said, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;'That I should not be true.'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Then who is digging on my grave, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My nearest dearest kin?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-- "Ah, no: they sit and think, 'What use! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What good will planting flowers produce? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No tendance of her mound can loose &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Her spirit from Death's gin.'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But someone digs upon my grave? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My enemy? -- prodding sly?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-- "Nay: when she heard you had passed the Gate &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That shuts on all flesh soon or late, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She thought you no more worth her hate, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And cares not where you lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Then, who is digging on my grave? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Say -- since I have not guessed!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-- "O it is I, my mistress dear, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Your little dog , who still lives near, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And much I hope my movements here &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Have not disturbed your rest?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ah yes! You dig upon my grave... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Why flashed it not to me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That one true heart was left behind! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What feeling do we ever find &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To equal among human kind &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A dog's fidelity!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mistress, I dug upon your grave &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To bury a bone, in case &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I should be hungry near this spot &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When passing on my daily trot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am sorry, but I quite forgot &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was your resting place."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I hope you liked it. It has have very light feeling for such a sad subject. I don't like the idea of being completely forgotten like that. Thomas Harding also wrote one that I think is called "The man I Killed." It also has a light feeling and a subject that makes you stop and think. Look it up if you have time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well, I better start working on school stuff. Calculus is calling. Have a good week!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1162829810433844124-8659020815395440937?l=rosinaquest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosinaquest.blogspot.com/feeds/8659020815395440937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1162829810433844124&amp;postID=8659020815395440937' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1162829810433844124/posts/default/8659020815395440937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1162829810433844124/posts/default/8659020815395440937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosinaquest.blogspot.com/2008/04/frankenstein.html' title='Frankenstein'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02161349500283511101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ebk7Mbd4yMY/R2DOMslmD9I/AAAAAAAAAAs/YbU11FXXsnc/S220/35.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1162829810433844124.post-825902911792889198</id><published>2008-04-27T12:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T12:27:54.467-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brids!!!</title><content type='html'>Gah!!! We put up new hummingbird feeders on the porches and instead of seeing those pretty little birds that beat their wings so fast, we see this stupid big bird who is stealing all that red water. I do not think it is fair that he is not sharing with real hummingbirds....where is my bb gun?...Gah!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1162829810433844124-825902911792889198?l=rosinaquest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosinaquest.blogspot.com/feeds/825902911792889198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1162829810433844124&amp;postID=825902911792889198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1162829810433844124/posts/default/825902911792889198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1162829810433844124/posts/default/825902911792889198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosinaquest.blogspot.com/2008/04/brids.html' title='Brids!!!'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02161349500283511101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ebk7Mbd4yMY/R2DOMslmD9I/AAAAAAAAAAs/YbU11FXXsnc/S220/35.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1162829810433844124.post-1379199744080029970</id><published>2008-04-24T06:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T06:22:42.588-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer...sigh...</title><content type='html'>In my opinion it is not coming fast enough. I have 28 days left of school, blah. Once school gets out, me and mom are planning on going to the caverns! I want to sign up for one of those extra tours where you have to use knee pads and helmets with lamps on them. You get to crawl through crazy tight squeezes and stuff. Sounds very fun! Other than planning for summer I am just trying to hold on to reassurances that time will keep on passing at an even pace and school will end in a month. I think time is lying to me and it will go into and infinite loop soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone else here is doing OK. Gally is healing very nicely and quicker than expected and mom is waiting for summer just like me. Unfortunately, there is an awful sick going around. It starts with a sore throat, then crazy stuffiness, then you just feel like hell. I have been battling it with bottles of vitamin C every day, and that seems to help a lot. I am only slightly stuffy.  Mom said she had a sore throat yesterday and Gally has one right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I have to start getting ready for school. I think it should start at noon. :) that would be so nice....oh well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1162829810433844124-1379199744080029970?l=rosinaquest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosinaquest.blogspot.com/feeds/1379199744080029970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1162829810433844124&amp;postID=1379199744080029970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1162829810433844124/posts/default/1379199744080029970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1162829810433844124/posts/default/1379199744080029970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosinaquest.blogspot.com/2008/04/summersigh.html' title='Summer...sigh...'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02161349500283511101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ebk7Mbd4yMY/R2DOMslmD9I/AAAAAAAAAAs/YbU11FXXsnc/S220/35.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1162829810433844124.post-4973025131988692404</id><published>2008-04-03T21:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T19:47:14.664-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Plan</title><content type='html'>OK! I have made a new plan for future activities such as universities and jobs! I did a search for the top hotels and resorts in Hawaii (those are some expensive places!) and went to a few of their employment websites. A couple of them mentioned University of Denver and talked about the programs they have for the graduates there. My goal is to get accepted there, do an internship in Hawaii, travel abroad for a semester, and then major in Resort and Hotel Management. After that, I want to move to Hawaii and become a hotel/resort manager in one of the top rated places!&lt;br /&gt;There is only a few things that don't happen in this plan that I want to happen. I wont get to fly a fighter jet, and I wont get to travel as much as I really want to. The traveling thing bugs me the most. There are so many things to see in this world and I hope that someday the opportunity to see some majority of them will come.&lt;br /&gt;On to more present issues. Mom and Sister are in poor shape. A week or so ago, mom broke her toe. I'm not sure what she was doing, but somehow she slammed it into a door. The toe is all wrapped up now and the doctor said it should be better in three to four weeks. That is about half the time that my sister has been given to heal. She was outside on her skateboard when she fell and broke her arm. Technically, I'm not sure if it is a break; the doctor said that it is a crack in her elbow. Either way, she can't move it and it is going to be in a big clunky cast for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;I have nothing else to report. :) I hope everyone has had a nice week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1162829810433844124-4973025131988692404?l=rosinaquest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosinaquest.blogspot.com/feeds/4973025131988692404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1162829810433844124&amp;postID=4973025131988692404' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1162829810433844124/posts/default/4973025131988692404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1162829810433844124/posts/default/4973025131988692404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosinaquest.blogspot.com/2008/04/new-plan.html' title='New Plan'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02161349500283511101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ebk7Mbd4yMY/R2DOMslmD9I/AAAAAAAAAAs/YbU11FXXsnc/S220/35.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1162829810433844124.post-2175164462844536259</id><published>2008-04-02T00:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T00:49:55.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Long time no see...</title><content type='html'>Hello. I know it has been forever since i have last wrote something but I'm back. Things are feeling very strange at the moment. I am waiting for so many things to happen but it feels like life is currently uneventful...&lt;br /&gt;I am excited about the things that are going to occur later this year. First and foremost, School is going to be out in 50 days, 11 hours, and 8 minutes! I made an online time counter thingy. When school is over I will be visiting my aunt and uncle for the summer, in one of my favorite towns on earth. In June my cousin (their daughter) will be getting married there as well. Very exciting!!! I haven't met her future husband but I've heard that he is very nice. I can't wait to see him and the rest of my family that I haven't seen in ages. After summer I will be going back to school as a senior! I am happy and worried about this fact because next semester I will also be taking a class at the university. I still need to get in the application and take a placement exam. Scary, scary, scary. I already took the ACT and got a 26! I have been assured that, that is a good score but a certain angry math teacher is insisting that I take it two more times...the crazy. After school starts again, I have three big things to look forward to for the rest of the year. Breaking Dawn by Stephenie Meyer will be released on August 2nd. It is the fourth book in the Twilight saga. The story is about a young girl and a vampire who fall in love. Twilight (the first book) will come out in the movie theaters on December 12th. And lastly, I will be turning a most happy age on my birthday in December!!! All this excitement is building up and I have nothing to put it in. I hope summer gets here soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1162829810433844124-2175164462844536259?l=rosinaquest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosinaquest.blogspot.com/feeds/2175164462844536259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1162829810433844124&amp;postID=2175164462844536259' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1162829810433844124/posts/default/2175164462844536259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1162829810433844124/posts/default/2175164462844536259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosinaquest.blogspot.com/2008/04/long-time-no-see.html' title='Long time no see...'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02161349500283511101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ebk7Mbd4yMY/R2DOMslmD9I/AAAAAAAAAAs/YbU11FXXsnc/S220/35.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1162829810433844124.post-4540892704804162619</id><published>2007-12-26T07:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T08:26:28.511-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Time!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Well Christmas time is over and done with. It was an extremely nice one this year. I think that my mom was worried about the large decrease in presents under the tree this year but to me it made no difference. I loved it all the same. We decided to do an untraditional Christmas dinner this year. :) That is what my mom should have been worries about! It was an... experience. The potatoes and the rolls were good, but that's about all that I could agree with. &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The menu consisted of breaded shrimp, steak, salad, potato boats, and store bought rolls. Mom was in a hurry so she tried to fry too many of the shrimp at once and they became a big gooey half fried clump. It didn't look to appetizing so i didn't chance it. After the steaks were marinated we discovered we did not have a broiler pan and had to make one using a normal cookie sheet and a biscuit rack thing. After eating we decided that the steaks were not good to begin with and mothers cooking was not at fault. The actual salad was yummy but we were out of salad dressing. The potatoes and the rolls were excellent! &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;A very memorable Christmas. Deb is leaving today and we are on our own for new years eve. That's usually what happens and we always have fun with it. Well, today is a big shopping day and I plan to use it to the best of my ability. I better get ready. Merry Christmas and Happy New Years!&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/1162829810433844124-4540892704804162619?l=rosinaquest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosinaquest.blogspot.com/feeds/4540892704804162619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1162829810433844124&amp;postID=4540892704804162619' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1162829810433844124/posts/default/4540892704804162619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1162829810433844124/posts/default/4540892704804162619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosinaquest.blogspot.com/2007/12/christmas-time.html' title='Christmas Time!!!'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02161349500283511101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ebk7Mbd4yMY/R2DOMslmD9I/AAAAAAAAAAs/YbU11FXXsnc/S220/35.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1162829810433844124.post-429476477789553466</id><published>2007-12-12T22:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T13:32:29.504-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ebk7Mbd4yMY/R2DQjslmEDI/AAAAAAAAABY/qrpiZmA1L6A/s1600-h/me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143340086139949106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ebk7Mbd4yMY/R2DQjslmEDI/AAAAAAAAABY/qrpiZmA1L6A/s200/me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Enjoing every minute of Hawaii!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ebk7Mbd4yMY/R2DQjslmEEI/AAAAAAAAABg/UMkBV0JtWo0/s1600-h/Photo-0275.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143340086139949122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ebk7Mbd4yMY/R2DQjslmEEI/AAAAAAAAABg/UMkBV0JtWo0/s200/Photo-0275.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was at former work place. I am hapy to announce I am no long a fast food employee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ebk7Mbd4yMY/R2DP9clmECI/AAAAAAAAABQ/jtbhIaggpZ8/s1600-h/IM000735.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143339429009952802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ebk7Mbd4yMY/R2DP9clmECI/AAAAAAAAABQ/jtbhIaggpZ8/s200/IM000735.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Playing around with the camera at the park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ebk7Mbd4yMY/R2DPbclmEBI/AAAAAAAAABI/UWzPLhAWMNM/s1600-h/IM000720.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143338844894400530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ebk7Mbd4yMY/R2DPbclmEBI/AAAAAAAAABI/UWzPLhAWMNM/s200/IM000720.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was prom last year! Uber fun! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1162829810433844124-429476477789553466?l=rosinaquest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosinaquest.blogspot.com/feeds/429476477789553466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1162829810433844124&amp;postID=429476477789553466' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1162829810433844124/posts/default/429476477789553466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1162829810433844124/posts/default/429476477789553466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosinaquest.blogspot.com/2007/12/pictures.html' title='Pictures!!!'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02161349500283511101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ebk7Mbd4yMY/R2DOMslmD9I/AAAAAAAAAAs/YbU11FXXsnc/S220/35.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ebk7Mbd4yMY/R2DQjslmEDI/AAAAAAAAABY/qrpiZmA1L6A/s72-c/me.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1162829810433844124.post-6707784516228158006</id><published>2007-12-12T21:45:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T22:13:26.112-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ello!</title><content type='html'>Hello to all and how do you do? Life choices are quickly becoming extremely important to my somewhat surprise. I don't feel ready to let go of any childish nonsense, innocence, and freedom. I don't feel like I know enough to decide what I want to learn.  My celebration of seventeen years on earth is bringing with it a very important guest (college).&lt;br /&gt;     Someone has recently informed me that next year is my last year of high school and fallowing that will be my first year of higher learning at an university. Contrary to the belief that I had growing up, it requires a large amount of effort to get into the previously mentioned university. I am currently filling out applications for the SAT and the ACT so when I get those results back (after much studying and freaking out) I can decide if I need to retake them or if I deem them acceptable enough to send to several different schools.&lt;br /&gt;     I am completely lost in the area of choosing what schools to apply to, what I should do to prepare for the applications, and how to pay for the tests, applications, and university. The advice given to me was to find a school that specializes in what you want your job to be for the rest of your life and then apply for scholarships related to that subject. Big problem, I have no clue what I want to do with the rest of my life. I have so many different ideas and dreams that I want to fallow, with so many different possibilities. If only humans had nine lives like our feline friends, then I might be able to experience all my dreams. Sadly, we don't. :(&lt;br /&gt;     I have found some good in all of this. Everything new is going to be so exciting!! I can't wait (in a fearful way).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1162829810433844124-6707784516228158006?l=rosinaquest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosinaquest.blogspot.com/feeds/6707784516228158006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1162829810433844124&amp;postID=6707784516228158006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1162829810433844124/posts/default/6707784516228158006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1162829810433844124/posts/default/6707784516228158006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosinaquest.blogspot.com/2007/12/ello.html' title='Ello!'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02161349500283511101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ebk7Mbd4yMY/R2DOMslmD9I/AAAAAAAAAAs/YbU11FXXsnc/S220/35.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
