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Hey. MY name is Tanita. I am 20 Like hanging and having a good time...dont be afraid to drop a line.

BASICS

Height:164 cm - 168 cm (5'5" - 5'6")
Birthday:December 25, 1989
Sexual Orientation:Heterosexual
Location:Saskatchewan, Canada
Join Date:09:31am | Apr 17, '06
Profile Updated:08:41pm | Nov 21, '10
Last Active:08:23am | Jan 22, '11

INTERESTS

Reading Material:Magazines, Newspapers, Mysteries, Non-fiction, Romance
Movies:Comedy, Drama, Romantic Comedies, Tearjerkers, Teen
Art:Body Art, Doodling, Drawing, Clothing design, Graphic Design, Photography, Singing
Animals/Pets:Dogs, Farm Animals, Horses
Video Games:Puzzles, Racing, Sports
Cars:Drag Racing, Imports, Nascar, Offroad, Classics
Music:Country, Hip-Hop, Pop, R & B, Rap, Reggae
Sports:Badminton, Bowling, Boxing, Cheerleading, Dance (competitive), Figure Skating, Football (American), Hockey, Horseback Riding, Jogging, Kickboxing, Lacrosse, Paintball, Pilates, Rock Climbing, Rugby, Running, Skateboarding, Skiing, Snowboarding, Soccer, Softball, Surfing, Swimming, Tennis, Track and Field, Volleyball, Wakeboarding
Activities:Clubbing, Drinking, Driving, Karaoke, Listening to music, Partying, Pool/Billiards, Shopping, Traveling, Raving
Musical Instruments:Bass guitar, Clarinet, Electric Guitar, Kit Drums, Piano
Outdoor:Camping, Going to the beach, Hiking, Paddling, Suntanning, Traveling
Computers:E-mail, Graphics, Instant Messaging, Surfing the net

UP CLOSE AND PERSONAL!!!

~TANITA WUDRICH~

I'm 20 , but thats just a number.
Single
Hand Sanitizer is MY life... In the ACCT class.. Put that shit on your burning face.. RIGHT BOYS!!!
I can't dance,
I'm about 5'6
I have Brown Hair
I like my BOOZE... BEER.. Oh ya thats booze!!!
You could call me a bitch, but
i'm more border lining "fucking crazy bitch"
so whatever you pick.
PLUTOS NOT A FUCKING PLANET ANYMORE
how can that even happen...GOD DAMMIT!
FINE SATURN SUCKS THERE ARE YOU GONNA NOT CALL
THAT A PLANET TOO?!?

T-BABY

Twenty//Collage//Blue Eyes//Brown/Black Hair//Single/



...she loves being with her friends, and she hates being alone...
...she loves new clothes, but she hates shopping...
...she loves him but is to scared he will break her heart...
...she loves music, but she cant sing or dance...
...she loves watching hockey, but she hates the cold...
...she loves going out at night, but is scared of the dark...
...she loves summer, and is excited for summer '10...
...her favorite color is Pink, but she also loves blue, purple, black...
...she doesn�t have her license...
...she has the best friends in the world: Nikki; Tenille; Nadia; Andrew; Jaycee; Megan; Chan; Shauni; Chloe; Court; Bre; Just to name a few
...she's done stuff she isn't proud of, but she regrets nothing...




You make me smile like the sun, fall out of bed
Sing like bird, dizzy in my head
Spin like a record, crazy on a Sunday night
You make me dance like a fool, forget how to breathe
Shine like gold, buzz like a bee
Just the thought of you can drive me wild
Oh, you make me smile


That's when my mouth starts running like a draft tap
And I'm professing my love to her over and over
But I can't tell her till I have a little liquid confidence
But I mean what I say and I say what I mean
Though I say it with a slight slur
I love her and it's not just the beer talking


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05:18am | Apr 18, '10 | No Comments
Dear Horse

I love you very much, and I truly cherish your presence in my life. I would never wish to criticize you in any way. However, there are a few trivial details regarding our relationship that I think might bear your consideration.

First of all, I am already aware that horses can run faster than I can. I do not need you to demonstrate that fact each time I come to get you in from the field.

Please remember that I work long and hard to earn the money to keep you in the style to which you have become accustomed. In return, I think you should at least pretend to be glad to see me, even when I'm carrying a bridle instead of a bucket of feed.

It should be fairly obvious to you that I am a human being who walks on only two legs. I do not resemble a scratching post. Do not think that, when you rub your head against me with 1,000 pounds of force behind it, I believe that it wasn't your intention to send me flying. I am also aware that stomping on my toes while you are pushing me around is nothi