<?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-6732998531020975991</id><updated>2012-01-24T17:39:14.719-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss Alyssa</title><subtitle type='html'>Make your optimism come true</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alyssaaudreywalker.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732998531020975991/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alyssaaudreywalker.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Alyssa Walker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04999518945878016417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5_UMs60tfzk/R-8dGsWeVcI/AAAAAAAAABY/kNZL3VUk-W4/S220/IMGP0059.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6732998531020975991.post-8446801989128736068</id><published>2009-02-08T23:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T17:39:14.729-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I strongly dislike Science</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Can I just tell you that I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;hate &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;science? Maybe it's because I never understand what the H I am supposed to be learning about. I don't think my brain has the capacity to learn complex scientific information. Why the heck do I need to know this crap anyways? Oh yeah- the whole creating worlds thing. Maybe I'll just marry someone who LOVES Chemistry and Biology and is a total genius. Then he can handle all of the complex stuff. And I can name the animals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;For all of those &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;The Bachelor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; lovers-- wasn't last night a boring episode? However, I must say that it ended perfectly, when Jason gave Naomi the boot (she was so annoying and greasy). The part when Naomi's mom said that she predicts Jason was a mother in his "previous life" was hilarious. And then her dad... did he give anyone else the creeps? I am 100% hoping he picks Jillian. She is definitely the best! They never pick the right one. Never! Anyhoo, that's all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6732998531020975991-8446801989128736068?l=alyssaaudreywalker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alyssaaudreywalker.blogspot.com/feeds/8446801989128736068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6732998531020975991&amp;postID=8446801989128736068&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732998531020975991/posts/default/8446801989128736068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732998531020975991/posts/default/8446801989128736068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alyssaaudreywalker.blogspot.com/2009/02/yeah.html' title='I strongly dislike Science'/><author><name>Alyssa Walker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04999518945878016417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5_UMs60tfzk/R-8dGsWeVcI/AAAAAAAAABY/kNZL3VUk-W4/S220/IMGP0059.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6732998531020975991.post-8610550169410234507</id><published>2009-01-15T01:18:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T17:37:36.307-08:00</updated><title type='text'>W-O-W. It's 2009!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Okie dokie, sooo I was tagged. And I'm supposed to make 9 New Year's Resolutions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Read my scriptures 30 minutes + a day&lt;br /&gt;2. MORNING prayers&lt;br /&gt;3. Get all A's this semester&lt;br /&gt;4. Decide on a major (which means giving up my dream of becoming a professional taste tester)&lt;br /&gt;5. Lose 12 lbs. = work out lots&lt;br /&gt;6. Find a &lt;strong&gt;J.O.B.&lt;/strong&gt;! (FYI- seCretary and seXretary are NOT synonymous)&lt;br /&gt;7. Improve my cooking skills&lt;br /&gt;8. Learn a few new songs on the piano&lt;br /&gt;9. Find time to read lots of good books&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, somehow I need to make myself more marketable to NON-creepy/socially awkward/effeminate/immature guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I hope everyone has a wonderful year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6732998531020975991-8610550169410234507?l=alyssaaudreywalker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alyssaaudreywalker.blogspot.com/feeds/8610550169410234507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6732998531020975991&amp;postID=8610550169410234507&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732998531020975991/posts/default/8610550169410234507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732998531020975991/posts/default/8610550169410234507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alyssaaudreywalker.blogspot.com/2009/01/2009.html' title='W-O-W. It&apos;s 2009!'/><author><name>Alyssa Walker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04999518945878016417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5_UMs60tfzk/R-8dGsWeVcI/AAAAAAAAABY/kNZL3VUk-W4/S220/IMGP0059.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6732998531020975991.post-6321450299893580761</id><published>2008-12-28T19:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T17:36:07.906-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seriously, people.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fact:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I'm 20.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fact:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; People keep asking me why I am not yet married.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Question:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Why are people gettin all up in my business?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Question: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Is it that surprising that a 20-year-old girl is still single? Really??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fact:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I obviously haven't found the "one" and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Theory&lt;/em&gt;:&lt;/strong&gt; it will possibly be a while before I do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fact:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I haven't even declared a major. I am pretty content worrying about that for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Unless I am 30 (with cats) and not married, I don't think you need to worry. Thanks, though. ;)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6732998531020975991-6321450299893580761?l=alyssaaudreywalker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alyssaaudreywalker.blogspot.com/feeds/6321450299893580761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6732998531020975991&amp;postID=6321450299893580761&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732998531020975991/posts/default/6321450299893580761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732998531020975991/posts/default/6321450299893580761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alyssaaudreywalker.blogspot.com/2008/12/fact-im-20.html' title='Seriously, people.'/><author><name>Alyssa Walker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04999518945878016417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5_UMs60tfzk/R-8dGsWeVcI/AAAAAAAAABY/kNZL3VUk-W4/S220/IMGP0059.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6732998531020975991.post-8030507311067236154</id><published>2008-12-11T16:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T17:33:45.261-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Life During Finals</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This week is bittersweet (finals=bitter, last week of school=sweet).&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thus far, I got a B (lame) on my final for my Education class. I'm mad about that, but whatev. I scored over 100% (I'm not sure how that happens) on my Psychology exam. It was an easy test, but it's still good news! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This morning I took my Math final. If I don't ace that exam I will be one &lt;em&gt;angry&lt;/em&gt; woman. After the 10 painstaking hours of studiousness, I expect nothing less than a stellar grade. Last night-- this morning-- whatever... my head didn't touch the pillow until 4:51 A.M. Yep. I studied till almost 5 in the morning. Obviously I didn't realize the amount of time I would need to devote to studying for that exam. Good thing my class wasn't until 11. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I have only one more test left!!! My online class (honestly, I can't remember the name of the class... sad). It has something to do with the constitution and history and Nevada laws... something like that. A little advice for anyone reading this-- NEVER take an online class unless you have no choice. I HATE IT. I missed a few assignments because I always forget to log onto the website and check it. Also, online lectures are 900 times more boring than attending a live lecture. Just my $.02.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Moral of the story is that I should be studying for my online final right now. Instead, I am doing more important things like discovering I'm most like Bella from "Twilight" and that 7 out of every 10 men fall in love with me (impressive, I know!). It amazes me how much I learn about myself by taking online quizzes. Well, I assume I have procrastinated enough for one night. Time to hit the books. Wish me luck!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6732998531020975991-8030507311067236154?l=alyssaaudreywalker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alyssaaudreywalker.blogspot.com/feeds/8030507311067236154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6732998531020975991&amp;postID=8030507311067236154&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732998531020975991/posts/default/8030507311067236154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732998531020975991/posts/default/8030507311067236154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alyssaaudreywalker.blogspot.com/2008/12/intelluctual.html' title='My Life During Finals'/><author><name>Alyssa Walker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04999518945878016417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5_UMs60tfzk/R-8dGsWeVcI/AAAAAAAAABY/kNZL3VUk-W4/S220/IMGP0059.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6732998531020975991.post-2892532735595811825</id><published>2008-11-20T23:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T11:42:21.642-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Thanksgiving!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Let&lt;/i&gt; me tell you-- I absolutely &lt;span style="color:#da211f;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;love&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; this time of year. Thanksgiving is the perfect time to think about my blessings and cherish the wonderful people I have in my life. Elder Bednar's talk "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://lds.org/ldsorg/v/index.jsp?vgnextoid=f318118dd536c010VgnVCM1000004d82620aRCRD&amp;amp;locale=0&amp;amp;sourceId=4056a0ad4843d110VgnVCM100000176f620a____&amp;amp;hideNav=1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#4a2284;"&gt;Pray Always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;" (I loved this talk-- so inspiring!) from the most recent conference seems very fitting for Thanksgiving. He counsels us to periodically offer a prayer unto the Lord in which we solely express &lt;span style="color:#fffc49;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;GRATITUDE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for our blessings and ask for NOTHING. This week I am going to challenge myself to do that every night! It really shouldn't be too difficult. First on the list: I am grateful for my insomnia because it allows me to accomplish random tasks in the wee hours. Speaking of sleep, I need to hit the sack. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Well, I &lt;span style="color:#479527;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;love&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; you ALL and love Thanksgiving. It reminds me how blessed I am. Oh yeah, mashed potatoes aren't too bad either. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6732998531020975991-2892532735595811825?l=alyssaaudreywalker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alyssaaudreywalker.blogspot.com/feeds/2892532735595811825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6732998531020975991&amp;postID=2892532735595811825&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732998531020975991/posts/default/2892532735595811825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732998531020975991/posts/default/2892532735595811825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alyssaaudreywalker.blogspot.com/2008/11/pumpkin-pie.html' title='Happy Thanksgiving!'/><author><name>Alyssa Walker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04999518945878016417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5_UMs60tfzk/R-8dGsWeVcI/AAAAAAAAABY/kNZL3VUk-W4/S220/IMGP0059.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6732998531020975991.post-509916247922024762</id><published>2008-10-13T17:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T11:43:09.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So I'm a little frustrated.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Tell me&lt;/span&gt; this would not annoy you: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In a span of 2 weeks, you eat very healthy. You are very aware and you make conscious decisions to eat fruits and vegetables each day. Oh, and lots of water. The occasional treat consists of &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Golden Spoon &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;frozen yogurt. You exercise every single day (excluding Sunday). This exercise routine consists of 30 to 45 minutes of cardio and a half hour of weights, crunches, etc. This includes sweat. Lots of sweat. (Not to mention creepy old gym men creeping the creepies out of you.) After all of this scrupulous effort, YOU GAIN ONE FREAKING POUND.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;:/ A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6732998531020975991-509916247922024762?l=alyssaaudreywalker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alyssaaudreywalker.blogspot.com/feeds/509916247922024762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6732998531020975991&amp;postID=509916247922024762&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732998531020975991/posts/default/509916247922024762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732998531020975991/posts/default/509916247922024762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alyssaaudreywalker.blogspot.com/2008/10/annoying.html' title='So I&apos;m a little frustrated.'/><author><name>Alyssa Walker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04999518945878016417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5_UMs60tfzk/R-8dGsWeVcI/AAAAAAAAABY/kNZL3VUk-W4/S220/IMGP0059.JPG'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6732998531020975991.post-546193078422008617</id><published>2008-10-05T22:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T17:29:38.072-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why do I do these things?</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol style="MARGIN-TOP: 0in" type="1"&gt;&lt;li style="mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="Baskerville: "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Where is the weirdest place you have a mole?&lt;span style="WHITE-SPACE: pre" class="Apple-tab-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I think all of my moles are in fairly conspicuous locations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;ol style="MARGIN-TOP: 0in" type="1" start="2"&gt;&lt;li style="mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="Baskerville: "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Who was the hottest teacher you ever had?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="WHITE-SPACE: pre" class="Apple-tab-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;“Mr. S” - student teacher in 5&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt; grade. He was dreamy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;ol style="MARGIN-TOP: 0in" type="1" start="3"&gt;&lt;li style="mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="Baskerville: "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Have you ever made out in a movie theater?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="WHITE-SPACE: pre" class="Apple-tab-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;No. That’s a waste of money… I can do that at home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;ol style="MARGIN-TOP: 0in" type="1" start="4"&gt;&lt;li style="mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="Baskerville: "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Do you hover over the toilet in public restrooms?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="WHITE-SPACE: pre" class="Apple-tab-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Yes. Unless they have seat covers. There is no way I’m putting my badonkadonk on a public toilet seat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;ol style="MARGIN-TOP: 0in" type="1" start="5"&gt;&lt;li style="mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="Baskerville: "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;What is the strangest talent you have?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="WHITE-SPACE: pre" class="Apple-tab-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I can sleep with my eyes open. Also, my last minute outfits could be described as both “strange” and “talented.” By the way, I think I have more strange talents than useful ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;ol style="MARGIN-TOP: 0in" type="1" start="6"&gt;&lt;li style="mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="Baskerville: "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Have you ever been tied up?&lt;span style="WHITE-SPACE: pre" class="Apple-tab-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I don’t really understand this question.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;ol style="MARGIN-TOP: 0in" type="1" start="7"&gt;&lt;li style="mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="Baskerville: "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Have you ever had two dates in one night?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="WHITE-SPACE: pre" class="Apple-tab-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Yeah. I already had a date, but a guy I liked asked me out. So I planned on leaving the date with guy #1 early when I got “sick” and then going out with guy #2. Worked like a charm!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;ol style="MARGIN-TOP: 0in" type="1" start="8"&gt;&lt;li style="mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="Baskerville: "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Is there one thing all of your love interests have had in common?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="WHITE-SPACE: pre" class="Apple-tab-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Ummm dark hair, possibly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you had to choose to not ever wash your bed sheets again or not wash your bath towel ever again, which would you rather not wash?&lt;/em&gt; My bath towel. But that is disgusting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p style="mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51);font-family:'Baskerville Old Face';font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol style="MARGIN-TOP: 0in" type="1" start="10"&gt;&lt;li style="mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="Baskerville: "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Have you ever bitten your toenails?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="WHITE-SPACE: pre" class="Apple-tab-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;No…? Only a very uncivilized and flexible person would do that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;ol style="MARGIN-TOP: 0in" type="1" start="11"&gt;&lt;li style="mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="Baskerville: "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Do you give second chances easily?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="WHITE-SPACE: pre" class="Apple-tab-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Yep, I think so!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;ol style="MARGIN-TOP: 0in" type="1" start="12"&gt;&lt;li style="mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="Baskerville: "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Are you ticklish?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="WHITE-SPACE: pre" class="Apple-tab-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Very.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;ol style="MARGIN-TOP: 0in" type="1" start="13"&gt;&lt;li style="mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="Baskerville: "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Have you ever changed your clothes while in the car?&lt;span style="WHITE-SPACE: pre" class="Apple-tab-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Yes. No, I don’t want to talk about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;ol style="MARGIN-TOP: 0in" type="1" start="14"&gt;&lt;li style="mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="Baskerville: "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;What is one thing you miss about your past?&lt;span style="WHITE-SPACE: pre" class="Apple-tab-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I miss the innocence of childhood. Children are so honest and pure. I miss being able to be friends with everyone. I miss my wild imagination. Seriously, I came up with some crazy stuff when I was little!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;ol style="MARGIN-TOP: 0in" type="1" start="15"&gt;&lt;li style="mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="Baskerville: "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Favorite type of sock?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="WHITE-SPACE: pre" class="Apple-tab-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;White, ankle-high.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;ol style="MARGIN-TOP: 0in" type="1" start="16"&gt;&lt;li style="mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="Baskerville: "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Would you ever have plastic surgery?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="WHITE-SPACE: pre" class="Apple-tab-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;If something got really screwed up. Like if I got in an accident. Otherwise, no. What’s with everyone trying to look perfect? Embrace your natural beauty, people!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;ol style="MARGIN-TOP: 0in" type="1" start="17"&gt;&lt;li style="mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="Baskerville: "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;What kind of impression do you give people?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="WHITE-SPACE: pre" class="Apple-tab-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Heck if I know! Some people think I’m stuck-up at first. I think it’s because I can be quiet initially.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;ol style="MARGIN-TOP: 0in" type="1" start="18"&gt;&lt;li style="mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="Baskerville: "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Do you think everything happens for a reason? &lt;span style="WHITE-SPACE: pre" class="Apple-tab-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Not necessarily. The big things in life, yes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;ol style="MARGIN-TOP: 0in" type="1" start="19"&gt;&lt;li style="mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="Baskerville: "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Name ONE trait you can't stand in a person.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="WHITE-SPACE: pre" class="Apple-tab-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Lack of a sense of humor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;ol style="MARGIN-TOP: 0in" type="1" start="20"&gt;&lt;li style="mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="Baskerville: "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Do you like the rain?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="WHITE-SPACE: pre" class="Apple-tab-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;You betcha! Especially when it’s accompanied by thunder and lightning!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;ol style="MARGIN-TOP: 0in" type="1" start="21"&gt;&lt;li style="mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="Baskerville: "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;What is your &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;least&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; favorite word?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="WHITE-SPACE: pre" class="Apple-tab-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Unisex&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;ol style="MARGIN-TOP: 0in" type="1" start="22"&gt;&lt;li style="mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="Baskerville: "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Would you or have you ever shaven your head?&lt;span style="WHITE-SPACE: pre" class="Apple-tab-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I like my hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;ol style="MARGIN-TOP: 0in" type="1" start="23"&gt;&lt;li style="mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="Baskerville: "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Do you walk around the house naked?&lt;span style="WHITE-SPACE: pre" class="Apple-tab-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Excuse me. That’s none of your business!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;ol style="MARGIN-TOP: 0in" type="1" start="24"&gt;&lt;li style="mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="Baskerville: "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Do you hate chocolate?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="WHITE-SPACE: pre" class="Apple-tab-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;What kind of a question is that? I love chocolate!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;ol style="MARGIN-TOP: 0in" type="1" start="25"&gt;&lt;li style="mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="Baskerville: "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Three qualities you look for in a friend:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="WHITE-SPACE: pre" class="Apple-tab-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Rich, generous, complimentary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;ol style="MARGIN-TOP: 0in" type="1" start="26"&gt;&lt;li style="mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="Baskerville: "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Are you sarcastic?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="WHITE-SPACE: pre" class="Apple-tab-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Never. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p style="mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="Baskerville: "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-&lt;em&gt;A.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6732998531020975991-546193078422008617?l=alyssaaudreywalker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alyssaaudreywalker.blogspot.com/feeds/546193078422008617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6732998531020975991&amp;postID=546193078422008617&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732998531020975991/posts/default/546193078422008617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732998531020975991/posts/default/546193078422008617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alyssaaudreywalker.blogspot.com/2008/10/randoms.html' title='Why do I do these things?'/><author><name>Alyssa Walker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04999518945878016417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5_UMs60tfzk/R-8dGsWeVcI/AAAAAAAAABY/kNZL3VUk-W4/S220/IMGP0059.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6732998531020975991.post-1968849816255900911</id><published>2008-09-29T23:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T17:16:35.274-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Should Be Sleeping.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;What to do: Pick a band. Describe yourself. Answer the questions using a song title from the band you choose.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Choose a band/artist and answer only in songs &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;titles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; by that band: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;The Beatles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Are you male or female: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Woman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Describe yourself: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;I'm So Tired&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;How do people feel about you: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Ain't She Sweet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Describe how you feel about yourself: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Can't Buy Me Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Describe your ex-girlfriend/ boyfriend: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Help!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Describe your current girlfriend/ boyfriend: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;No Reply&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Describe where you want to be: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Across the Universe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Describe how you live: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Free As a Bird&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Describe how you love: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Hold Me Tight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Share a few words of wisdom: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Let It Be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Luvs &lt;em&gt;A&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&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/6732998531020975991-1968849816255900911?l=alyssaaudreywalker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alyssaaudreywalker.blogspot.com/feeds/1968849816255900911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6732998531020975991&amp;postID=1968849816255900911&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732998531020975991/posts/default/1968849816255900911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732998531020975991/posts/default/1968849816255900911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alyssaaudreywalker.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-should-be-sleeping.html' title='I Should Be Sleeping.'/><author><name>Alyssa Walker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04999518945878016417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5_UMs60tfzk/R-8dGsWeVcI/AAAAAAAAABY/kNZL3VUk-W4/S220/IMGP0059.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6732998531020975991.post-5684208682597219151</id><published>2008-08-10T20:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T11:49:11.488-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5 Things</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here's my little survey doodad:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;5 things I was doing 5 years ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Learning to drive. That was frightening&lt;br /&gt;2. Probably thinking I was cooler than I really was&lt;br /&gt;3. Piano teams&lt;br /&gt;4. Running&lt;br /&gt;5. Watching lots of Conan with Joe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;5 things on my to-do list&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Organize my room&lt;br /&gt;2. Get more sleep at night and stop taking naps&lt;br /&gt;3. Read those Twilight books everyone loves&lt;br /&gt;4. Get a car wash...&lt;br /&gt;5. Register for classes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;5 snacks I like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Potatoes. In any form!&lt;br /&gt;2. Ice Cream (duh)&lt;br /&gt;3. Candy, especially chocolate kinds!&lt;br /&gt;4. Strawberries&lt;br /&gt;5. Chips &amp;amp; salsa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;5 things I would do if I were a billionaire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Travel&lt;br /&gt;2. Buy back my parents' old house&lt;br /&gt;3. Save the world, obviously&lt;br /&gt;4. Shopping spree baby!&lt;br /&gt;5. Treat myself. Facials, nails, hair, you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;5 bad habits&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I lose things&lt;br /&gt;2. I am incredibly indecisive&lt;br /&gt;3. I usually cram before tests&lt;br /&gt;4. Definitely not as economical as I should be...&lt;br /&gt;5. I am a night owl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;5 quirks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. My last minute outfits. Just ask my sistas.&lt;br /&gt;2. I usually go to bed in a t-shirt, and when I wake up it's off...??&lt;br /&gt;3. I make lots of strange faces.. that's what people say&lt;br /&gt;4. Wowzers, I'm not gonna lie, acronyms, etc.&lt;br /&gt;5. I guess I use the bathroom a lot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;5 places I have lived&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Henderson, NV&lt;br /&gt;2. Provo, UT&lt;br /&gt;3. Rexburg, ID&lt;br /&gt;4. To be continued?&lt;br /&gt;5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I tag Steph, Tara, and Courtney K.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6732998531020975991-5684208682597219151?l=alyssaaudreywalker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alyssaaudreywalker.blogspot.com/feeds/5684208682597219151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6732998531020975991&amp;postID=5684208682597219151&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732998531020975991/posts/default/5684208682597219151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732998531020975991/posts/default/5684208682597219151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alyssaaudreywalker.blogspot.com/2008/08/heres-my-little-survey-doodad-5-things.html' title='5 Things'/><author><name>Alyssa Walker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04999518945878016417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5_UMs60tfzk/R-8dGsWeVcI/AAAAAAAAABY/kNZL3VUk-W4/S220/IMGP0059.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6732998531020975991.post-6163570317446902815</id><published>2008-07-05T14:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T17:26:30.352-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So here is what has been going down with me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I turned the big 2-0 in May. (That means my sis Tara and I are BOTH in our 20's for a couple months!)&lt;br /&gt;2. Yesterday I bought a really cute shirt at Old Navy. (On sale!)&lt;br /&gt;3. I saw the movie &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Hancock&lt;/span&gt; ....... (I didn't love it).&lt;br /&gt;4. Both &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Iron Man &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;The Incredible Hulk &lt;/span&gt;were decent movies.&lt;br /&gt;5. I am most likely going to start teaching piano.&lt;br /&gt;6. Summertime is great for setting goals! I have lots of new ones, i.e. saving $$ (this one has not been going so well... see #5).&lt;br /&gt;7. The doc pulled out my wisdom teeth in June. Three weeks later, I still have numbness and some pain. :(&lt;br /&gt;8. I still hate needles. They caused me to faint AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;9. I learned that the drug Lortab makes me act like an idiot.&lt;br /&gt;10. Whitney, my roommate from BYU-I, came to Las Vegas and I got to see her. It was fun, even though I was swollen and hurting from my tooth operation. Miss ya, Whit!&lt;br /&gt;11. I got to spend last weekend at the cabin. The weather was perfect. My brother Joseph and my sister-in-law Felicia came as well. Also, my cousin Cameron and his wife Julia were there. It was fun spending a few days with everyone!&lt;br /&gt;12. My wonderful friend Carly and I have been hanging out lots... going on walks and what not. I love her! &lt;br /&gt;13. Tara found out she's having a boy! She looks so cute with her pregnant belly.&lt;br /&gt;14. My family and I went to Disneyland back in May!&lt;br /&gt;15. I'm reading some good books this summer, but I could use more suggestions.&lt;br /&gt;16. Next weekend I am going to Utah. I get to see my BFF Courtney!:D Plus Joe and Fel!&lt;br /&gt;17. I LOVE my life and the people that make it good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo &lt;em&gt;A&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6732998531020975991-6163570317446902815?l=alyssaaudreywalker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alyssaaudreywalker.blogspot.com/feeds/6163570317446902815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6732998531020975991&amp;postID=6163570317446902815&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732998531020975991/posts/default/6163570317446902815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732998531020975991/posts/default/6163570317446902815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alyssaaudreywalker.blogspot.com/2008/07/updates.html' title='Updates!'/><author><name>Alyssa Walker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04999518945878016417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5_UMs60tfzk/R-8dGsWeVcI/AAAAAAAAABY/kNZL3VUk-W4/S220/IMGP0059.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6732998531020975991.post-233146934399677895</id><published>2008-04-29T20:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T17:20:54.549-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pet peeves</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5_UMs60tfzk/SBfyr5AVX5I/AAAAAAAAAEc/54ligplYBgI/s1600-h/muffintop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194887531045674898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5_UMs60tfzk/SBfyr5AVX5I/AAAAAAAAAEc/54ligplYBgI/s200/muffintop.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I was tagged to write a list of my pet peeves. Kind of silly, but here I go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When people stick out their tongue while they laugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Creepy guys that give creepy stares&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Pleather&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When a potential 5 minute phone conversation turns into an all day text messaging fest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When people swear in attempt to make themselves look good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Girls who wear jewelry to the gym&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Not pushing the "clear/cancel" button on the microwave when there is time left over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The word "kiddo"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mysterious marshmallow (salad?) desserts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When people say "for cute," "for serious," etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Celebrities talking about politics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Back hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Bathroom stalls with a mirror positioned so you can stare at yourself while on the toilet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Muffin tops&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Earwax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;WhEn&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;pEOpLe&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;TyPe&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;LiKe&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;tHiS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Stupid bumper stickers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Unibrows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When the person before you has peed on the toilet seat without wiping it off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;People who get into a 15 items or less grocery line with a fully loaded cart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Contrived spelling for common names i.e. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Kaytlynne&lt;/span&gt; for Kaitlyn &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Velour sweat pants&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Grocery carts with one dysfunctional wheel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When people try to speak like Yoda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;A&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&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/6732998531020975991-233146934399677895?l=alyssaaudreywalker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alyssaaudreywalker.blogspot.com/feeds/233146934399677895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6732998531020975991&amp;postID=233146934399677895&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732998531020975991/posts/default/233146934399677895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732998531020975991/posts/default/233146934399677895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alyssaaudreywalker.blogspot.com/2008/04/pet-peeves.html' title='Pet peeves'/><author><name>Alyssa Walker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04999518945878016417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5_UMs60tfzk/R-8dGsWeVcI/AAAAAAAAABY/kNZL3VUk-W4/S220/IMGP0059.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5_UMs60tfzk/SBfyr5AVX5I/AAAAAAAAAEc/54ligplYBgI/s72-c/muffintop.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6732998531020975991.post-7269941559097594361</id><published>2008-04-08T21:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T11:51:31.904-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I ♥ General Conference!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5_UMs60tfzk/R_xSvsWeVyI/AAAAAAAAAEU/O9vncwhkoCs/s1600-h/11700388.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187111850136721186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5_UMs60tfzk/R_xSvsWeVyI/AAAAAAAAAEU/O9vncwhkoCs/s200/11700388.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="WHITE-SPACE: pre"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sadly, I missed the majority of conference. I had to work Saturday. Sunday I was sick, so I was in and out of sleeping through the talks. But what I did listen to from the prophets really touched me. I can feel the Spirit so strongly when they speak. It is such a great feeling to know that they love us and are serving the Lord in our behalf. I know that Heavenly Father inspires the prophets to guide us through their words. I can feel it. Their messages are so powerful and reinforce the Savior's love for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="WHITE-SPACE: pre"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The simplicity of God's plan amazes me. I know what I am required to do in order to gain eternal life. It is so important to have faith in God and accept His will. I am grateful I am not told to blindly believe in anything, rather to pray and ask for a personal knowledge of God's teachings. I am also very grateful to have had the Spirit reveal to me that what I have studied in the scriptures and learned from the prophets is true. I know that ultimately, faith and charity will lead me to eternal happiness. That knowledge is what gives me hope and compels me to repent and become closer to Jesus Christ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;♥ &lt;em&gt;A&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6732998531020975991-7269941559097594361?l=alyssaaudreywalker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alyssaaudreywalker.blogspot.com/feeds/7269941559097594361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6732998531020975991&amp;postID=7269941559097594361&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732998531020975991/posts/default/7269941559097594361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732998531020975991/posts/default/7269941559097594361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alyssaaudreywalker.blogspot.com/2008/04/april-general-conference.html' title='I ♥ General Conference!'/><author><name>Alyssa Walker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04999518945878016417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5_UMs60tfzk/R-8dGsWeVcI/AAAAAAAAABY/kNZL3VUk-W4/S220/IMGP0059.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5_UMs60tfzk/R_xSvsWeVyI/AAAAAAAAAEU/O9vncwhkoCs/s72-c/11700388.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6732998531020975991.post-8554484545837798950</id><published>2008-03-30T01:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T21:13:29.018-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Night Owl.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5_UMs60tfzk/R-9TU8WeVwI/AAAAAAAAAEA/opm9SZtvGaM/s1600-h/tootsie_pop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183453315389609730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5_UMs60tfzk/R-9TU8WeVwI/AAAAAAAAAEA/opm9SZtvGaM/s200/tootsie_pop.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I have been trying to figure out this whole blog thing all night. It all started around 9 o'clock PM. I am finally getting the hang of this. One problem: now I can't go to sleep. I work better at night. It is not uncommon for me to stay up until the wee hours working on a project. I have a hard time stopping until I feel as though it is exactly how I like it. Current time: 1:48 AM. Yikes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6732998531020975991-8554484545837798950?l=alyssaaudreywalker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alyssaaudreywalker.blogspot.com/feeds/8554484545837798950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6732998531020975991&amp;postID=8554484545837798950&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732998531020975991/posts/default/8554484545837798950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732998531020975991/posts/default/8554484545837798950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alyssaaudreywalker.blogspot.com/2008/03/night-owl.html' title='Night Owl.'/><author><name>Alyssa Walker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04999518945878016417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5_UMs60tfzk/R-8dGsWeVcI/AAAAAAAAABY/kNZL3VUk-W4/S220/IMGP0059.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5_UMs60tfzk/R-9TU8WeVwI/AAAAAAAAAEA/opm9SZtvGaM/s72-c/tootsie_pop.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
