tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11279996396823772722024-03-13T11:26:22.605-07:00because i laughAlyssahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03498327315000984282noreply@blogger.comBlogger66125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1127999639682377272.post-30006360392550953952013-01-29T19:19:00.002-08:002013-01-29T23:07:48.905-08:00Calgary Canada!Called to serve in the Calgary Canada mission, leaving April 24th 2013. Preparing to preach the gospel in the Spanish language.<br />
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I have never felt so blessed. The Lord has been so kind to me. All of his tender mercies I find shed upon me. 1) I'm serving somewhere cool, no more physical trials like China gave me. very different ones, and I look forward to them. 2) Im leaving in April, good glory the Lord knows how much I wanted to leave before May or June. 3) I am speaking Spanish. Heaven only knows how much I long to speak this language. I told my mom when I was in China, "mom, I do <i>not </i>care where I serve, but I want you to know that my heart lies with the Spanish Language." The Lord hears our prayers, and He wants us to be happy. I know that for a fact, and every day I get, I realize the truthfulness in those words. </div>
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I can not express how much I look forward to Serving the people, members and not, in Calgary. I'm going where I am needed most. Family and friends will live to see another day while I am out embarking on this journey. The hard times are just beginning as I prepare to say goodbye to my best friend who leaves in only a few short weeks. I'll miss him terribly, but I also, will live to see another day. I truly believe the words I said to my cousin, "this is such<i> </i>a joyous work we are doing, <i>such </i>a joyous work." so even though my heart shall throb, and surly break a time or two, I have a testimony of this work that we as sisters and brothers are doing. So to all of you who are serving our brothers and sisters, but most importantly, our Lord, here's to you. And may the Lord be ever in your sights.<br />
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<br />Alyssahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03498327315000984282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1127999639682377272.post-78955392748443801922013-01-03T22:43:00.000-08:002013-01-03T22:43:38.144-08:00missing chinaToday I got the most unexpected, yet most pleasant surprise since coming home from china. My two roomies came and visited me at work! I haven't seen them nor anyone else from china since coming home. As I hugged them I felt my china memories rushing back to me and suddenly it was real all over again. Lately China has seemed so far and distant and quite honestly, I have felt like it didn't even happen. Today changed all of that. I have thought about China all day long, and the people I met there, as well as the experiences had. There is a lot about China that I don't miss, but there is so much that I do miss. my babies for example. Suddenly this crushing despair of not ever seeing them again hit me once more. I think that I have shoved these feelings down for a while now, and now here they are, biting me in the butt. And hard. I miss my babies. All 48 of them. I have never loved any one like I have grown to love these kids. They brightened my day, nearly every day. Another really hard thing is that they probably don't even remember "teacha Aliiissa" any more. I'm missing it. Missing them.<br />
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<br />Alyssahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03498327315000984282noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1127999639682377272.post-16395559968971510352012-12-19T02:42:00.002-08:002012-12-19T02:42:36.933-08:00There goes china. I'm writing this as I sit in the Korea airport. It is really weird. I feel weird saying good bye to china and all the people, places and experiences there. But I am ready for the next chapter of my life. Which involves many dates with a very special boy of mine, working my hind end off, and starting the misson papers! I wish that I could tell you how excited I am for that last one, but words simply escape me. I have been waiting for it for the last 3-4 years. And suddenly, here it is. Thanks to the mission age change that left me in tears. The lord knows what he is doing. Trust in him I have learned to do just that, and it is leading me to happiness that I never knew existed. So yes, china is done, but now it is on to bigger and better things. And don't think for a second I just won't talk about it! I'm simply rushed right now. Later I will share stories and pictures. And it is going to be such great fun. But for know, just know this. It has been the greatest desision of my life this far.<br />
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When i told someone about the prank Kevo got me back with, they asked me if i was mad. my response was quick and 100% honest, "No way!!! i applaud him!!!" the whole time i was cleaning my car, i would start randomly laughing at how surreal it felt knowing this gentle soul i have come to know so well could prank me so heartlessly. i find i like seeing this side of him just as much as his kind side.<br />
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... you shouldn't have asked... </div>Alyssahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03498327315000984282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1127999639682377272.post-6054726472373619062012-07-26T19:59:00.000-07:002012-07-26T19:59:06.680-07:00sooo comical.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />Alyssahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03498327315000984282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1127999639682377272.post-34886838950243031652012-07-26T11:15:00.001-07:002012-07-26T11:15:10.950-07:00your newest prankster herei have always been a fan of of the practical prank, yet never have i pulled one, until now. i never would have considered myself a good prankster, or even an amateur one. lately i have found a different side of myself i didn't know i had. i still wouldn't call myself a "good" one, but i consider myself a more experienced one.<br />
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hey, i told you that i don't considered myself a good prankster. so yes, this is where my pranking career begins. with a stolen ducky. then we moved on to bigger things. so we syrian wrapped his car, wrote on the windows, and put petroleum jelly and chunky peanut butter under his door handles, in the middle of the night. </div>
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we were surprised when his dad came running out the front door yelling "get away from my car!!" resulting in me begging him for mercy (good thing we are pretty good friends he and i) and assuring him this was a harmless prank we were pulling on his son. he let us continue. but we were so scared out of our whits we went around the car once or twice more then called it good and B-lined home. i felt immense guilt at having done this the entire next day. (still not having the experience of a "good" prankster) then he acted like nothing happened. denied it even. too bad his ducky was in this windshield so we knew we had the right car. that prank was more on us than him though... did me in for a life time. until.... </div>
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list his car on KSL for cheap cheap cheap. so last night, we did just that. </div>
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the only guilt that i have is for those people who are looking at it and thinking that they have themselves a great find. in the last 12 hours it has been viewed nearly 1300 times. i can only imagine how many phone calls he's gotten. actually, i don't have to imagine too much. he changed his voice mail telling people it is a prank and to call this number (my number) to get it removed. those phone calls woke me up this morning. i'm having a good laugh about it. i'm proud of him. i would have done the <i>exact </i>same thing. ill take it down. today. later. this is just so comical. i know he has something big planned for us, and i am just waiting to see what that is.... if but a bit nervously. </div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"> Kevo took gold with 15!! Shawn looks impressed. but lets be honest, we all were. <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"> </span></td></tr>
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i have been so incandescently happy these last few weeks.</div>
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i find myself smiling at the little things in life. </div>
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things i might normally have missed. </div>
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if i said i don't know why that is, that would be an outright lie,</div>
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because i know without a shadow of a doubt why i have been so cheery. </div>
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men. </div>
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they are the worst. </div>
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yet they have the ability to brighten your day by merely a few words? </div>
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its messed up. but i like it. </div>
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and i like it a lot. </div>
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i wake up looking forward to what the day holds. i have a new found enthusiasm for life.</div>
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its silly of me i know, but this whole situation is refreashing in most ways, </div>
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yet weird in a few too. </div>
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its been two and a half years since i've felt like this. </div>
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and i have needed it, needed to get over the past, and this is helping me do just that, and much more.</div>
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thanks Y chromosome. </div>
Alyssahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03498327315000984282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1127999639682377272.post-25836027841026293852012-06-22T22:24:00.003-07:002012-06-22T22:24:49.025-07:00Snow White & the Huntsman<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
just one thing, </div>
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this movie did <i>not</i> disappoint. </div>
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maybe it was just because of the handsome huntsman</div>
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it was really good. </div>
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there were a few parts that kinda weirded me out, </div>
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and Charlize was naked multiple times, </div>
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but <i>very</i> good over all. </div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">i have officially been assigned to a city within China!! i'm totally freaking out and beyond excited! i have been assigned to the city, </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Zhongshan. does anyone know how to pronounce that? cause i sure dont. </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">i know that it is hard to read, and for that i am sorry. but basically that is going to be me to the left of the body of water, and where the red line ends, well ladys and gents, that would be Hong Kong. </span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">here i sit tonight, unable to sleep because i am just so excited to embark on this new journey of mine. </span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">but really, i should be going to sleep, i start my new job in the morning. i love this, i love life. </span>Alyssahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03498327315000984282noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1127999639682377272.post-15753768135195329382012-06-05T20:50:00.000-07:002012-06-05T20:50:53.458-07:00Guess who's going to China?!<div style="text-align: left;">
... this girl is! </div>
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i got the acceptance email yesterday at work. </div>
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and i am so incredibly excited! yet so incredibly nervous as well. </div>
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i cried when i got the email. out of so much excitement, yet so many nerves. </div>
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leaving home for 4 months is unlike anything i have ever done in my life. </div>
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leaving everything i know, for something i so.... don't know. </div>
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i just want to say this, it is going to be one of the greatest adventures of my life, </div>
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and i am sooo looking forward to it!!</div>
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China, here i come!</div>Alyssahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03498327315000984282noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1127999639682377272.post-55454153229748214612012-05-25T19:50:00.000-07:002012-05-25T19:50:11.599-07:00opening the doors.change sucks, but as everyone has always said, it is good and helps you progress. in my mind i agree, in my heart i think some cotton headed ninny muggin made that up. every time change comes knocking on my door i usually lock it tight and hide. not this time. i'm opening the door wide and not necessarily inviting it in, but not locking it out either, which makes me nervous but excited.<br />
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Derek moved out a week ago. and i cried then. not because i was going to miss him, but because i know that this one change, is just the beginning of so much more. i don't like that. we're growing up guys. when i asked a customer how he was doing today he said, "the best ever, and do you know why that is? because i live one day at a time. i don't live in the past nor the future, i enjoy the now."<br />
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it hit me like a ton of rocks. i need to stop worrying about the future, and stop looking at the past. obviously i need to prepare for the future, but prepare and worry are two totally different things. i hope i can find the balance.<br />
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<br />Alyssahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03498327315000984282noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1127999639682377272.post-46344676407135360542012-05-12T20:30:00.001-07:002012-05-12T20:31:15.601-07:00Come again?Vampire Diaries followers.<br />
what the heck was up with the ending to season 3!?! it was so amazing!! but it makes me want to kill myself!<br />
we have 3 and a half months till we find out what happens with the whole Damon, Stephan, and Elena problem! who are you routing for?? i think that she will go for Damon since the compulsion of their first meeting will wear off as well as the other times that he compelled her to forget. but. i think that she will all-in-all go for Stephan. i don't know how it will all pan out. and i'm nervous for it.<br />
fact. the flashbacks <i style="font-weight: bold;">killed </i>me.<br />
another fact. i teared up when Damon was so desperately trying to save Rick cause he knew Elena was dying.<br />
she's a <i>vampire </i>now?! i'm <i>dying!</i> i didn't see that one coming for at least another season!<br />
also, Klaus and Caroline? i'm a big fan. big big fan. team Klaus.<br />
Rick, i'm going to miss him. but he freaked me out at the end.<br />
bah. yikes. cheers to the next three months. may they pass quickly.<br />
<br />Alyssahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03498327315000984282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1127999639682377272.post-49251973805663394682012-04-28T22:01:00.000-07:002012-05-10T21:52:50.005-07:00newi have a new job. and it is super crazy! but i really like it. i work with the troubled elementary kids. by troubled i mean learning disabilities. like being deaf, blind, or just flat out have a learning disability. it is so crazy. these kids really know how to wear you out and push your buttons.<br />
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but i really like it. a lot. after having been a cashier for the last 6 years of my life, i am ready to try something new. and this is something new alright! but so great. i sit there and work with the kids, teach them how to spell, and we try to get some of them to talk because they have a harder time doing so. some have a hard time asking questions. others have a hard time talking when they are called on, like they are so scared. but they are so cute.<br />
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on Thursday i worked with this girl Mickynlee. and she was a handful with a sassy attitude. she is 100% blind, so we try to make her use her cane. and she doesn't like that. every few steps she drops her cane and then starts laughing. like "ha ha what now?" i'll tell you what now. i force her to bend down and pick it up, tell her to find my arm, then we go a few more steps, and we start the process all over again.<br />
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there are sometimes where i want to scream and run around in circles like a crazed lunatic. but i don't, well not in front of them at least. i usually let a scream or two escape my lips as i drive home. i fight to keep my sanity every day. but like i said, i like it, a lot.Alyssahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03498327315000984282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1127999639682377272.post-32358010602152735562012-04-18T19:34:00.003-07:002012-04-18T19:41:38.411-07:00beware.<div style="text-align: center;">i have myself a new T.V. show. good news, this one isn't one that leaves you hanging. </div><div style="text-align: center;">granted, it leaves you wanting more because you just cant <i>wait</i> to watch him solve another mystery. </div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgF2ggKq9Rxt8NLm9FUUNKnWq7mIk156vdV1mbR687yuT488dDUQgpU981QTkDsMJpMQ9-rAR8qm7N8j5p7fZP6ZjUTMn3XoFVH5fYpzKmTy8A4ccCR9wyyOTI5dBCDqmsVXSTAWjyyn4dJ/s1600/Sherlock_glow_crop.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 199px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgF2ggKq9Rxt8NLm9FUUNKnWq7mIk156vdV1mbR687yuT488dDUQgpU981QTkDsMJpMQ9-rAR8qm7N8j5p7fZP6ZjUTMn3XoFVH5fYpzKmTy8A4ccCR9wyyOTI5dBCDqmsVXSTAWjyyn4dJ/s320/Sherlock_glow_crop.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5732935275811964178" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">also, it is incredibly funny. totally laughed out loud. </div><div style="text-align: center;">each episode is an hour and a half long. so it's like its just a movie, with some sequels. </div>Alyssahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03498327315000984282noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1127999639682377272.post-53954584198742925322012-04-16T22:36:00.003-07:002012-04-16T22:44:18.844-07:00Little Lucy.<div style="text-align: center;">I found out about 30 minutes ago that this little angel was taken from this world. </div><div style="text-align: center;">My heart is broken, and i'm a water faucet that has no valve. </div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDXbo3hJwjT6Tz_bN7swsHo9fcE_TFL1qFwxntAbNY0NCxQCXU2Hx29QZnVhONJ6uyCbqyJOtpWRey4t8BTjlSII_sXHizh0vqCUKEUWBaHqWxn5iz1SW0OgXGoFIs66Ti6ChtkbgAHqNp/s1600/399156_105997716201758_100003745904480_28592_356458970_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDXbo3hJwjT6Tz_bN7swsHo9fcE_TFL1qFwxntAbNY0NCxQCXU2Hx29QZnVhONJ6uyCbqyJOtpWRey4t8BTjlSII_sXHizh0vqCUKEUWBaHqWxn5iz1SW0OgXGoFIs66Ti6ChtkbgAHqNp/s320/399156_105997716201758_100003745904480_28592_356458970_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5732239849666510530" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">My prayers go with her amazing family. So strong and stalwart. </div><div style="text-align: center;">May God be with you Lindahl's. </div><div style="text-align: center;">It's times like these that i think, </div><div style="text-align: center;">"Keep calm and know that this is God's plan."</div>Alyssahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03498327315000984282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1127999639682377272.post-51930130479970826322012-03-25T22:29:00.004-07:002012-03-26T20:04:56.733-07:00baby hungry.<div>this is a very odd thing for me to be baby hungry. but my cousin had this little angel earlier this morning. and looking at that full head of hair, and her gorgeous face, i cant help but notice the pang of baby hinger that runs through my veins. it will be short lived, but isn't she just the cutest thing you ever saw? Blakely is her name. </div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigXMgY7wArbIeBYckvG_QuO_lLwnlzX4-ZPbS7J8XXJc3ZCI9Ax7ndUnzP97DbVm9Qmt0Sj0cn5sk6utjlOLYjxEknXwhriOtp_P0TkK6pYLvJAdlc6LkmGIBes5RXVjtPB4Y5-rdjFGUu/s1600/527390_10150682288363904_585203903_9007925_297947213_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 236px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigXMgY7wArbIeBYckvG_QuO_lLwnlzX4-ZPbS7J8XXJc3ZCI9Ax7ndUnzP97DbVm9Qmt0Sj0cn5sk6utjlOLYjxEknXwhriOtp_P0TkK6pYLvJAdlc6LkmGIBes5RXVjtPB4Y5-rdjFGUu/s320/527390_10150682288363904_585203903_9007925_297947213_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5724074017474375394" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8wTOX8BEBcHR3udJMq_Pr2wb5YLJa-aLQLW0NAII0JoeMZpEdM8NixHRN2tSwPWqLUIK1loSm6uo_53g100XUqseSFh2eEs8mp0XTvYW7ba-_IaBrvsR7b1ZKeewcoAxNqft-abNrQIh-/s1600/485179_10150635657333807_616383806_9365572_1090823359_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8wTOX8BEBcHR3udJMq_Pr2wb5YLJa-aLQLW0NAII0JoeMZpEdM8NixHRN2tSwPWqLUIK1loSm6uo_53g100XUqseSFh2eEs8mp0XTvYW7ba-_IaBrvsR7b1ZKeewcoAxNqft-abNrQIh-/s320/485179_10150635657333807_616383806_9365572_1090823359_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5724074014519923394" /></a>Alyssahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03498327315000984282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1127999639682377272.post-22162744207198106452012-03-24T22:51:00.006-07:002012-03-25T22:24:22.314-07:00accepted.<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px; font-family:Puritan;font-size:18px;"><div style="background-color: white; line-height: 21px; text-align: center; font-family:Nobile;font-size:14px;"><div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); text-align: center; "><span style="background- ;font-family:inherit;color:white;">e gameo no one</span></div></div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: Nobile; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; "><div style="background-color: white; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: Nobile; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; text-align: center; "><div style="text-align: center; "><span style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit; ">1. post rules of the game so no one gets lost.</span></div></div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: Nobile; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; "><div style="background-color: white; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: Nobile; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; text-align: center; "><div style="text-align: center; "><span style="font-family: inherit; ">2. post a photo and 11 random things abou</span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit; ">t yourself.</span></div></div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: Nobile; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; "><div style="background-color: white; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: Nobile; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; text-align: center; "><div style="text-align: center; "><span style="font-family: inherit; ">3. answer questions that were given you by tagger.</span></div></div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: Nobile; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; "><div style="background-color: white; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: Nobile; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; text-align: center; "><div style="text-align: center; "><span style="font-family: inherit; ">4. ask some questions for those you tag to answer</span></div></div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: Nobile; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; "><div style="background-color: white; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: Nobile; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; text-align: center; "><div style="text-align: center; "><span style="font-family: inherit; ">5. tag some people to do this all over again.</span></div></div></span></div><div><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEIvTnzqHT96XlnNvWYD0moDs6kPXEqxsQJzoFtliXM6IbIvQrmonJ6SMXU0G7tvlauHdkYFHTqrKgbHmyncjPUGYoOW6DbE8AVSUuuzLztuCLRInQGV6ScM3FGCPBi4mbPPidHgthLMAx/s1600/232323232%257Ffp432%253B4%253Enu%253D3254%253E467%253E7%253C8%253EWSNRCG%253D335868%253B7%253C7328nu0mrj.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEIvTnzqHT96XlnNvWYD0moDs6kPXEqxsQJzoFtliXM6IbIvQrmonJ6SMXU0G7tvlauHdkYFHTqrKgbHmyncjPUGYoOW6DbE8AVSUuuzLztuCLRInQGV6ScM3FGCPBi4mbPPidHgthLMAx/s320/232323232%257Ffp432%253B4%253Enu%253D3254%253E467%253E7%253C8%253EWSNRCG%253D335868%253B7%253C7328nu0mrj.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5723709816344096290" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">1. i hate growing up. if i could, i would leave to Neverland, right now. </div><div style="text-align: center;">2. i have a love for old english films. such and pride and prejudice. and downton abby. </div><div style="text-align: center;">3. i feel that you jip yourself if you don't see the 5 hour pride and prejudice. </div><div style="text-align: center;">4. having my dad be the bishop isn't as bad as every one presumes, it would be if i was a rebellious little twerp. but i'm not. </div><div style="text-align: center;">5. i tend to make a lot of big plans, but don't follow them through. </div><div style="text-align: center;">6. my heart broke and i shed a tear when the last episode of wizards of waverly place aired. </div><div style="text-align: center;">7. i love living at home. its a blessing. </div><div style="text-align: center;">8. now that my family has established a bed time for all of us, being at 10:00, i cant keep my eyes open past 11:30. </div><div style="text-align: center;">9. i wish i was just like Katniss Everdeen. </div><div style="text-align: center;">10. Disney songs will forever be engraved in my mind. </div><div style="text-align: center;">11. i trust way too easily, it's a curse and a blessing. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><b><br /></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Nobile; line-height: 19px; "><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><b>1.First kiss? Do tell.</b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">HA! some sick joke. just waiting to meet someone worth kissing.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><b>2.Current Music obsession.</b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">We shot the moon is good. not necessarily obsessed though. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><b>3.Favorite meal?</b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">momma's stir fry is always a good one</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><b>4.Pool or Hot Tub?</b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">Pool, the swimmer inside can't help herself. but the hot tub sure holds memories. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><b>5.Favorite season (spring, summer, fall, winter) and why?</b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">Fall. hands down. starting to cool off, and our annual hike through the colors. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><b>6.Most awkward/embarrassing moment?</b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">when i walked in on my Grandpa going to the rest room... i can never un-see that. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><b>7.You have just won 10 grand! What would you do next?</b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">TRAVEL!!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><b>8.Favorite cereal.</b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">peanut butter multi grain cheerios! </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><b>9. How do you like your men? </b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">larger, taller, nice smile, good jokes</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><b>10. Are you good with foreign accents? What's your best one?</b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">only the best! British. not to shabby. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><b>11. If you could have one incredible talent, what would you want it to be?</b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">sightread. like no one business. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">now you.</span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">what actor/ actress do you find most attractive?</span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">what is your number one on your bucket list?</span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">who and when was your first love?</span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">what is your favorite smell?</span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">what is your favorite clothe store?</span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">what is your dream job?</span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">what about your dream vacation?</span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">dogs or cats?</span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">what are you addicted to? (i don't want any serious confessions.)</span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">what is your favorite gift you've ever received?</span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">what was your last act of selfless service?</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">now that every one and their dog has been tagged in these, how about you just do it if you want to, i'll read it. :)</span></div></span></div>Alyssahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03498327315000984282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1127999639682377272.post-47254685626728182722012-03-14T19:48:00.003-07:002012-03-14T19:50:09.937-07:00gullible.<div style="text-align: center;">"hey dad, if you say gullible really slowly, it sounds like oranges."</div><div style="text-align: center;">"guuulliiiiblllleee.... no it doesn't."</div><div style="text-align: center;">"... have you really not gotten it yet??" </div><div style="text-align: center;">we both start busting up laughing. </div>Alyssahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03498327315000984282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1127999639682377272.post-21052435673887455512012-03-04T21:50:00.003-08:002012-03-12T10:21:27.536-07:00our adventures<div style="text-align: left;">This winter i have gone snow shoeing with my mom and dad quite often. </div><div style="text-align: left;">sometimes it would be just me and mom, others me and dad, and occasionally, we went together. but i found that when i went with one or the other, we'd appreciate total opposite things.</div><div style="text-align: left;"> for example, when mom and i went, we were captivated by the small snow balls that our poles would occasionally make that would role down the hill.</div><div style="text-align: left;">this picture shows a few paths of some accidental ones. </div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiumdbJekjDcoGiPQXzGb-HMQ-fGbadFHL6e_rhEHse66ZxO9BmKhaexDHi9psKmMr3HXjOOVCxFjam4qkR7udu1FIivCuPN3bX5fpFPC4fu321e662Ctqxxk9CjrLuZv4js2l66jHZaK1/s1600/IMG_1029.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiumdbJekjDcoGiPQXzGb-HMQ-fGbadFHL6e_rhEHse66ZxO9BmKhaexDHi9psKmMr3HXjOOVCxFjam4qkR7udu1FIivCuPN3bX5fpFPC4fu321e662Ctqxxk9CjrLuZv4js2l66jHZaK1/s320/IMG_1029.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5716288389628689778" /></a><div style="text-align: left;">we went up some super intense hills. its worse than it appears here. i swear. </div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgU_SDNhPRwYEFHRYkfpMt7_e4bAQO09m7AeyTjEFzUSoBsVYlM-vtX862oJBSUH41b3KwM7gWER3mFi5AB9XQJUqVv1JR1xvPY8r82cioRccTCRI5dy3DW8HuN633XfSvHb89ARsMNd_2K/s1600/IMG_1001.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgU_SDNhPRwYEFHRYkfpMt7_e4bAQO09m7AeyTjEFzUSoBsVYlM-vtX862oJBSUH41b3KwM7gWER3mFi5AB9XQJUqVv1JR1xvPY8r82cioRccTCRI5dy3DW8HuN633XfSvHb89ARsMNd_2K/s320/IMG_1001.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5716288388717653474" /></a><div style="text-align: left;">Then, when dad and i go, we save trees.</div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNlVOyqeLz5rU01wCroCXQccY3reZne5avVlLQSykreKGwB7XtobSIaTjF7Ec8CLFp_gQn5Xk391CQ263RBStuMWfSpuNQc8pw88CxapUV78EMoOEl6OAOODIJeV9TXn6Gef591M82XCng/s1600/IMG_0949.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNlVOyqeLz5rU01wCroCXQccY3reZne5avVlLQSykreKGwB7XtobSIaTjF7Ec8CLFp_gQn5Xk391CQ263RBStuMWfSpuNQc8pw88CxapUV78EMoOEl6OAOODIJeV9TXn6Gef591M82XCng/s320/IMG_0949.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5716288376486705682" /></a><div style="text-align: left;"> and relate them back to gospel principles. </div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTycpCBAOlMlAlO3Y1leL_wa_cFtb41nMOfL-BW2zT3RWEBw2q7xC7KTsKAaZl5vWb0v-XO-nBofbVhdNo88DCswVfl-OvxuXw1_MUszcYMmPPrSlMY9qhQKPzHbrszD5VUMfa0siBBsfr/s1600/IMG_0950.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTycpCBAOlMlAlO3Y1leL_wa_cFtb41nMOfL-BW2zT3RWEBw2q7xC7KTsKAaZl5vWb0v-XO-nBofbVhdNo88DCswVfl-OvxuXw1_MUszcYMmPPrSlMY9qhQKPzHbrszD5VUMfa0siBBsfr/s320/IMG_0950.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5716288370339773330" /></a><div style="text-align: left;">but going with one or the other, always turns out to be an adventure. and i love every minute of it. </div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQDg-FeVyXBGHjNt0d7JG8mvWNueOtNjnXDdFI5ozeaxEY5gtiT0GSoqh5-pNhCiNr3og5EX_4l1ItrZuAIaQ1k6U23djfI5ARFFm8rAHzdwXwQRJpM8on9Pvnkp3TGtkPn_s-K8Qxj5JL/s1600/IMG_0930.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQDg-FeVyXBGHjNt0d7JG8mvWNueOtNjnXDdFI5ozeaxEY5gtiT0GSoqh5-pNhCiNr3og5EX_4l1ItrZuAIaQ1k6U23djfI5ARFFm8rAHzdwXwQRJpM8on9Pvnkp3TGtkPn_s-K8Qxj5JL/s320/IMG_0930.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5716288362999350562" /></a>Alyssahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03498327315000984282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1127999639682377272.post-91922202524008098372012-02-14T17:45:00.000-08:002012-02-15T06:19:33.479-08:00Hey Ma!<div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:x-large;"><b>ILOVEYOU!</b></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">Today is my mom's birthday, now i don't know how old she is turning, sorry ma, but i think that she would probably rather keep it that way. </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">i love my mom so stinking much, i can't even express to you. </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">and today as i was pinning on Pinterest and i found this pin. </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">and i loved it.</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">so here it is.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 273px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKGibZ0rT4pKRpCT36yv-FcugjS7IRKtpdGhhQeFuBbulkLnDPgZb5ST8jpwZqFMRir-xZu4HgoJkWy1bu1HB_lgts9ilj_lflHlWVq5LQqGYbRI-DfzIrLai1yJ88t6J4R9fHVd-U62_X/s320/116249234101345906_a5NvVmcx_f.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709173795447364322" /></span></div><div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></div></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">my mom is still here. and i am thankful for it every minute of every day. i don't know what i would do without her. i had a taste of it, and i hope and pray that i will never have to go without. she's the greatest. </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">so ma, here's to you, and a very happy birthday!!</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:180%;"><b>ILOVEYOU!!</b></span></div>Alyssahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03498327315000984282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1127999639682377272.post-26985057323906111072012-02-10T15:36:00.000-08:002012-02-10T15:44:37.375-08:00As I Wonder.<div style="text-align: center;">I used to wonder about many things,</div><div style="text-align: center;">like if i'm going to get married, and when that will be. </div><div style="text-align: center;">where i'll serve my mission.</div><div style="text-align: center;">what i'm going to be like as a mom. </div><div style="text-align: center;">where i'm going to live.</div><div style="text-align: center;">what i'm going to major in.</div><div style="text-align: center;">when winter will finally hit. </div><div style="text-align: center;">when my next letter from my best friend will show. </div><div style="text-align: center;">how many grandchildren i'll have.</div><div style="text-align: center;">or how old i'll live to be. </div><div style="text-align: center;">now i wonder one simple thing. </div><div style="text-align: center;">all. the. time.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:130%;">When am i going to wake up to find no stiffness in these muscles of mine?!?!</span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:78%;">P90x, it's a love hate relationship. </span></div>Alyssahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03498327315000984282noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1127999639682377272.post-68537118823082697842012-02-07T21:35:00.000-08:002012-02-08T12:20:42.575-08:00Kina Grannis.<div><object style="height: 390px; width: 640px" width="640" height="360"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/840NbiFF1zM?version=3&feature=player_detailpage"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/840NbiFF1zM?version=3&feature=player_detailpage" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="640" height="360"></embed></object></div>Alyssahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03498327315000984282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1127999639682377272.post-73954867693297290342012-01-26T16:55:00.000-08:002012-01-26T17:06:40.631-08:00ordinary life.<div style="text-align: center;">being a cashier i am often referred to as merchandise. </div><div style="text-align: center;">for example, today i was renting out a carpet shampooing machine, </div><div style="text-align: center;">and my uncle told them i would "ring them up" (ha inside joke) and send them on their way.</div><div style="text-align: center;">the customer then turned to me and said "what? she doesn't come with it?" </div><div style="text-align: center;">talking as if i weren't standing right there. </div><div style="text-align: center;">HA! like i haven't heard that one before... </div><div style="text-align: center;">it happens all the time, with plumbing, </div><div style="text-align: center;">or caulking,</div><div style="text-align: center;">or "ringing them up" for a broom.</div><div style="text-align: center;">"you mean you don't come with it?"</div><div style="text-align: center;">"aren't you going to come along and help me?"</div><div style="text-align: center;"> its gotten to the point that it is ridiculous. </div><div style="text-align: center;">but i deal with it, cause that is my job. </div><div style="text-align: center;">and all in all i don't mind, i just like for the stories that it gives to tell later.</div>Alyssahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03498327315000984282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1127999639682377272.post-20962536535081041392012-01-20T11:01:00.000-08:002012-01-20T13:33:51.603-08:00MY Television Series.<div style="text-align: center;">i have myself some shows that i watch religiously.</div><div style="text-align: center;">what are these? well, if you know me well, you don't even have to ask. </div><div style="text-align: center;">however, there are many that don't know me well. </div><div style="text-align: center;">so let me introduce you to MY Television Series.</div><div style="text-align: center;">first we have what i have been watching for about a year now.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:180%;"><i>The Vampire Diaries. </i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgp1FUXf1_0PRhdwN4QXx7UilVSe7cIdWtk6-38HbWUFbeSvAxqoLlBcnSWW4Ft2-dPiAhvpO1bn5ez1XNYV73-SFEe3JK6vuDzUWUa8eXWWNnyFIx3TE-RNIj6_Hjitimu2hS2f28IDiUl/s320/lens16268351_1291837631the-vampire-diaries-music.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699794785443071218" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 300px; " /></span><div style="text-align: center;">i love Stefan, despite the rough patch that he is going through. </div></div><div style="text-align: center;">i love Damon as well,</div><div style="text-align: center;">but i have always been a die hard Stephan fan. </div><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguBcriSdO6tZpMNDgKCmKVqW1N3dIVOu1bdLWlBuIdcW_EbOL006Eg_ZEnVb08cKSfa1MnwJKt0TbzytyzGi1lUkoJikNR729APK07_ywBtSgaGpwUS-67ANGAFOSTYjorMztcLEcfSDGO/s320/New-cast-promo-pictures-the-vampire-diaries-tv-show-8246084-1600-1194.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699794783844863282" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 238px; " /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><div style="text-align: center;">second, we have...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:180%;"><i>White Collar. </i></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000ee;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="margin-right: auto; margin-left: auto; "></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000ee;"></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiopAUds_SAKIS6eaGXAPn7CkEPaeP_LWW9AxHcC2Wqx72kUtRh57mBnRpuOL9BDCdZzzUPa_q-P718LmUCCotrGQRwCD2O5daEPLEvDJM4ZGJ1ZncQ9ZrmaSG0kfw9dIUZ6SDG3276ZaJ9/s320/tv_white_collar04.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699794798824780530" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px; " /></span></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">Neal Caffrey. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">He makes me swoon. </span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3ba5mM8Qa18vRrUUezPG5u_21LW15Ge8QMzRFdGowV_NkKXylGpEE9wDSsRuLJ7sho1T9I-8RQ6Im6evhXxS3VtJz4XV-WKgFA1qh86DQDJovahZYDIaf3SiHcwrVnN1bi34hXY7SAOfm/s320/images.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699794819402675378" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 251px; height: 201px; " /></span></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">and third is.... </div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:180%;"><i>Robin Hood. </i></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="margin-right: auto; margin-left: auto; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000ee;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="margin-right: auto; margin-left: auto;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxazy4ibZMRTtnSSYDWtXkrwwkV53qyFTJUpFID_Y9Z1SoyRGqCqvyvdEKhf25ytS-cbOS8Oo6HtLQTbERu89tCH1tIhmdUHYgtqYyWSuYyb2OiYFdMghx87mo0T_PkqfA5xk2DZzcqqE6/s320/robin-hood.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699795800387107410" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 217px; " /></span></span><div style="text-align: center; ">Robin is <i>soooo </i>handsome. </div><div style="text-align: center; ">there is something about his "steal from the rich to give to the poor" that makes me weak at the knees. </div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000ee;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="margin-right: auto; margin-left: auto;"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 216px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0qoXWnzaMN1RXUQ8uhHdjfCwEqBmvBcS3V60HvABFcUpjvM52Z8eJYsQYGMWtM98trBxDAZOiGXbxE9vURoxvz7IbpJfObfJUFVBRpa-TSvKgf2-i57rYXle37Z2pwHAnSSMrZ3yrfXvL/s320/bbc_robinhood1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699795794994965714" /></span></span></span></span></div><div></div><div></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><div style="text-align: center; ">i have also found that i have a passion for introducing these television series to people.</div><div style="text-align: center; ">so that i can talk to people about them.</div><div style="text-align: center; ">i mean, its not fair if i keep a knowledge of <i>the</i> best television series out there to myself. </div><div style="text-align: center; ">so here i am, telling all you lovely people who read my blog about them. </div><div style="text-align: center; ">watch them, then lets discuss. </div><div style="text-align: center; ">if you have a Netflix account, all three of these shows are there. </div><div style="text-align: center; ">watch them. </div></span></div>Alyssahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03498327315000984282noreply@blogger.com0