<?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-6336097985345932661</id><updated>2012-02-02T00:44:04.991-08:00</updated><category term='Fashion'/><category term='Photography'/><category term='Life'/><category term='Craft'/><category term='Faith'/><category term='Lyrics'/><title type='text'>T H E  A L Y S S A R A E</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thealyssarae.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336097985345932661/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thealyssarae.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>alyssa rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12467397032466483289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>64</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336097985345932661.post-6413400715053869589</id><published>2012-01-23T15:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T15:12:16.848-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Faith'/><title type='text'>Christian Hip-Hop</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://1.gvt0.com/vi/xm96wdt0Ki0/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xm96wdt0Ki0&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xm96wdt0Ki0&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336097985345932661-6413400715053869589?l=thealyssarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thealyssarae.blogspot.com/feeds/6413400715053869589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336097985345932661&amp;postID=6413400715053869589&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336097985345932661/posts/default/6413400715053869589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336097985345932661/posts/default/6413400715053869589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thealyssarae.blogspot.com/2012/01/christian-hip-hop.html' title='Christian Hip-Hop'/><author><name>alyssa rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12467397032466483289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336097985345932661.post-3627390769825290857</id><published>2012-01-14T15:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T15:35:24.328-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hating Religion?</title><content type='html'>In my high school freshmen history class we were learning about religion. My  teacher mentioned something about Christianity being a religion. As a  new and immature believe, I begged to differ and went on a little rant  in front of the class on how "Christianity is not a religion, it's a  relationship". I'm sure we've all heard the phrase or even used it. The phrase has much truth to it especially since most people think of the word "religion" as rituals and morals. That is one thing that Christianity is not (&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Ephesians%202:8-9&amp;amp;version=NASB" target="_blank"&gt;Eph 2:8-9&lt;/a&gt;). As I  look back, I was not loving in any way especially since I called out my  teacher basically saying "Who are you to say that. I'm the Christian  here and you're not." I've repented since then and learned my lesson  especially since he called my parents after that. Yes, although  Christianity is based on a relationship with Christ, it's a "religion"  none the less, at least defined by the dictionary. Religion defined in the dictionary says: &amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Something one  believes in and follows devotedly&lt;/i&gt;. And I believe that was the point my  teacher was &lt;i&gt;trying&lt;/i&gt; to make...sorry Mr.Radcliffe if you ever happen to  read this. I still stand by my argument, that Christianity is a relationship with Jesus Christ and not about religious works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure the majority of us have seen the viral &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1IAhDGYlpqY" target="_blank"&gt;YouTube video "Why I hate  religion, but love Jesus"&lt;/a&gt; by Jefferson Bethke. As a fan and writer of spoken words, at first I  was excited and in awe of his articulate rhymes. I still am in awe! He  had wonderful and biblical truths in there. I had to immediately show my  husband! &amp;nbsp;20+ of my Facebook friends posted it! I'm just curious to know  how many people actually listened to the words. But after listening to it and  reading the lyrics, i can see why respectable people all over the internet have been rebuking and correcting Bethke. What i don't want  people to get from it is that Jesus HATES religion, period! &amp;nbsp;I'm not  going to go on about what I think about his poem, just know I think it's  great and filled with so much passion! If you want to read something that I mostly agree with, read &lt;a href="http://thegospelcoalition.org/blogs/kevindeyoung/2012/01/13/does-jesus-hate-religion-kinda-sorta-not-really/" target="_blank"&gt;Deyoung's&lt;/a&gt; blog as well as &lt;a href="http://thegospelcoalition.org/blogs/tullian/2012/01/14/religion-and-the-gospel/" target="_blank"&gt;Tullian's blog&lt;/a&gt; about it, both from &lt;a href="http://thegospelcoalition.org/" target="_blank"&gt;The Gospel Coalition&lt;/a&gt;.They both have different point of views yet posses a lot of truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to point out, that it's not simply "religion" we should  HATE. Christ expressed grief towards the motives and self righteousness behind most religions (&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Matthew%2023&amp;amp;version=NASB" target="_blank"&gt;Matthew 23&lt;/a&gt;). As a Christian, if your life is &lt;b&gt;devoted to  Christ&lt;/b&gt;...well then that's a "religion"(by definition) to LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as Bethke goes, I praise God for his genuineness and love for people's souls!! I can tell he really wants people to understand that it's all about the gospel, Christ's work is finished. Grace is a FREE gift! Free means you don't have to work for it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336097985345932661-3627390769825290857?l=thealyssarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thealyssarae.blogspot.com/feeds/3627390769825290857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336097985345932661&amp;postID=3627390769825290857&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336097985345932661/posts/default/3627390769825290857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336097985345932661/posts/default/3627390769825290857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thealyssarae.blogspot.com/2012/01/hating-religion.html' title='Hating Religion?'/><author><name>alyssa rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12467397032466483289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336097985345932661.post-7800691490287544873</id><published>2012-01-12T14:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T14:11:30.807-08:00</updated><title type='text'>friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: red;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(a drafted post i wrote 2 years ago and forgot to publish)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started thinking after I read something off an anonymous post. It concerns me how often we can see people in the hallways or run into them in the bathroom and say "hi" with a smile, write "happy birthday" on peoples facebook walls or "like" a status they posted. Has it ever crossed your mind that maybe that person is in need of prayer or someone to encourage them? &lt;i&gt;The term "friend" seems to be lacking definition now and days. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friend&lt;br /&gt;–noun&lt;br /&gt;1.person attached to another by feelings of affection or personal regard.&lt;br /&gt;2.person who gives assistance; patron; supporter: friends of the Boston Symphony.&lt;br /&gt;3.person who is on good terms with another; a person who is not hostile: Who goes there? Friend or foe?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336097985345932661-7800691490287544873?l=thealyssarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thealyssarae.blogspot.com/feeds/7800691490287544873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336097985345932661&amp;postID=7800691490287544873&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336097985345932661/posts/default/7800691490287544873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336097985345932661/posts/default/7800691490287544873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thealyssarae.blogspot.com/2012/01/friend.html' title='friend'/><author><name>alyssa rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12467397032466483289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336097985345932661.post-4734174804218665813</id><published>2012-01-10T02:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T02:31:49.051-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging</title><content type='html'>I think this year I want to blog more. I've neglected the blog world and entered the tumblr nation! It's just not the same. There's so much I need to update you on, I just don't know where to start!! I think the last you've heard of from my life was that I got married...well its been almost 2 years! 2 wonderful years ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, it's extremely late and I just wanted to let you know that I'll be blogging more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yaaaaaaayyyyyy!&lt;br /&gt;lyss&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336097985345932661-4734174804218665813?l=thealyssarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thealyssarae.blogspot.com/feeds/4734174804218665813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336097985345932661&amp;postID=4734174804218665813&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336097985345932661/posts/default/4734174804218665813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336097985345932661/posts/default/4734174804218665813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thealyssarae.blogspot.com/2012/01/blogging.html' title='Blogging'/><author><name>alyssa rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12467397032466483289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336097985345932661.post-8439736170675725371</id><published>2011-12-22T01:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T18:46:55.594-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Faith'/><title type='text'>Rejoice Always</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(I KNOW BLOG WORLD I'VE NEGLECTED YOU!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In response to &lt;a href="http://kimbermarie.wordpress.com/2011/12/20/im-restless-til-i-rest-in-christ/"&gt;Kimberli Marie's post&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Funny, because yesterday when she wrote this, I was studying for discipleship and we were going through a chapter called "God, My Heart, &amp;amp; Stuff" in the book "Worldliness". That chapter is basically talking about covetousness and discontentment with what we have. There was a verse in there that fit being content perfectly! &lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Thessalonians 5:16-18 &lt;b&gt;Rejoice always&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:normal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;, pray without ceasing, give thanks in all circumstances; for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus for you."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I especially like the end part of that verse...&lt;b&gt;FOR THIS IS THE WILL OF GOD FOR YOU!!! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:normal"&gt;So we should rejoice because our perfect God has a perfect plan for us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a quote from the chapter &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"If you measure true wealth by material assets, you won’t come out looking prosperous. Like everyone, you have more than some and not as much as many others. But if you measure your riches through what Christ did at Calvary - God's wrath appeased, our sin atoned, our soul redeemed - you're immediately transformed into the richest of the rich." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reading that quote, I was so convicted! Why am I complaining? Why am I discontent with whatever circumstance I'm in? I have Christ! I have EVERYTHING I could possibly need to be satisfied! But yet my sinful self is looking else wear, to things that are perishable. What a fool! “Like everyone, you have more than some and not as much as many others.” God’s blessed me with A LOT already! Yet, I constantly want more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;2 Corinthians 8:9 "For you know the grace of our Lord Jesus Christ, that though he was rich, yet for your sake he became poor, so that you by his poverty might become rich."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I’M RICH!!!! ETERNALLY RICH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, when I knew we were going to study about materialism, I foolishly thought that it wouldn’t pertain to me. Thinking, it was going to be talking about coveting over wealth and riches. But materialism isn’t necessarily the clothes we wear or the house we live in. It can also be the drive of wanting a lot of friends, or a husband or wife, or baby, anything or anyone that we think will “satisfy” us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In James 1, it talks about testing through trials and those who remain steadfast in trials will be blessed. It also says in verse 17, that every good gift and perfect gift is from above. I was telling my disciple today that we are eternally rich! Everything else, all the blessings God gives us is like an added bonus! We don’t necessarily need it because we already have all that we need to be satisfied, but yet God gives it to us anyways. And we should be forever grateful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember a quote I read a while back that said something about when we’re discontent; we’re basically saying, “Jesus, you’re not enough”. It’s almost like a slap in the face. Discontentment means to be unsatisfied. Ask yourself when you are discontent, why are you not satisfied and who are you not satisfied with? Of course we’re not perfect and that’s ok because we have a God who is perfect. He can strengthen us to do all things (Phil 4:13), to be content! In Worldliness it says something about how it’s ok to have stuff, but not ok when our stuff has us. It’s ok to pray for things we desire but don’t live off of those desires. It’s ok to want a family, I think almost everyone wants a family, but don’t live for having a family. To live is Christ; to die is gain (Phil 1:21).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like Kimberli mentioned Matthew 6, in verse 33 it says “But seek first the kingdom of God and his righteousness, and all these things will be added to you.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our minds should be on Christ and not distracted by our wants and desires. Quoted from Kimberli, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“if you are discontent in your circumstance: fight! Don’t give up your pleas to the Lord for contentment until He answers! Don’t give up, He does fully satisfy. But when He acts, seek Him still more and more. He’s worth it!”   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; I remember actually talking to Kimberli once, and she reminded me that it's not necessarily about being content and ok with the circumstance we're given, but to be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;satisfied&lt;/span&gt; in Christ and what Christ is doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336097985345932661-8439736170675725371?l=thealyssarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thealyssarae.blogspot.com/feeds/8439736170675725371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336097985345932661&amp;postID=8439736170675725371&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336097985345932661/posts/default/8439736170675725371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336097985345932661/posts/default/8439736170675725371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thealyssarae.blogspot.com/2011/12/rejoice-always.html' title='Rejoice Always'/><author><name>alyssa rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12467397032466483289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336097985345932661.post-3825884553026099186</id><published>2011-03-23T13:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T18:49:34.537-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>A little about me - Dinosaurs</title><content type='html'>Growing up my favorite animal, believe it or not, was a panda. When I got into high school I realized that a lot of my friends were in love with pandas. So I decided to stray from my panda loving days and move on to something not a lot of my friends like -story of my life-. I'm not exactly sure when my love for dinosaurs started to evolve, I just know it was in high school. I think one day as I was doodling in class, I started doodling the shape of a dinosaur. I started to perfect that shape and it almost became an addiction to draw dinosaurs. Since then, they've invaded my backpack sometimes would appear on my left hand and even on random things. This illustrated dinosaur was a silhouette of a Brontosaurus. Since then I started collecting all things dinosaur, from cards to toys, you name it, I probably had it! I even had a few nicknames such as Dinolyss and Lyssasaurus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must admit, I am not intellectually capable of telling you all about their history and all the different types of dinosaurs. I just like them, I like how they look, I like their names, I like their giant appearance, I like that a T-Rex could probably whoop on your favorite animal, I like that their extinct, I like that the only photos you can see of them are illustrated, I just like them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In college I found out that Brontosaurus' did not really exist. Or at least that wasn't their real name. Brontosaurus' are actually Apatosaurus', which sounds kind of lame. In fact I think I learned that at church when a guy came to speak about dinosaurs. Yeah, it kind of broke my heart. But I still call them Brontosaurus'. It sounds more intimidating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once I got into college, I became broke and I stopped buying dinosaur stuff. So just like dinosaurs, my collection soon became extinct. I still love them though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;that's the story of my favorite animal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336097985345932661-3825884553026099186?l=thealyssarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thealyssarae.blogspot.com/feeds/3825884553026099186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336097985345932661&amp;postID=3825884553026099186&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336097985345932661/posts/default/3825884553026099186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336097985345932661/posts/default/3825884553026099186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thealyssarae.blogspot.com/2011/03/little-about-me-dinosaurs.html' title='A little about me - Dinosaurs'/><author><name>alyssa rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12467397032466483289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336097985345932661.post-6581195413940597852</id><published>2011-03-09T01:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T18:48:15.513-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Faith'/><title type='text'>"Practice what you Preach"</title><content type='html'>So most of my followers should know by now that I am a follower of Jesus Christ. I am a Christian...yes a "practicing Christian". I wanted to bring up that phrase because it concerns me when someone says "Oh you're a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;practicing&lt;/span&gt; Christian?", my first thoughts are "If what you mean by 'practicing' is striving to live a life pleasing to the Lord and a life that is not of this world, than shouldn't all Christians that call themselves a Christian be practicing that? If you're not a "practicing" Christian, you might want to figure out what it is that your life is "practicing". I looked up the word practice in the dictionary and came up with this definition - commit: engage in or perform. Living your life for Christ is a commitment and a lifestyle. Yes we fail at times, but the great thing is that there is repentance. Repentance is not just asking for forgiveness, it's turning away from your sin. Christianity is not just a title to give yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;to some of my friends and acquaintances...I tell you this because I fear for your lives. I fear that if your lifestyle is not one that is pleasing to Christ, well maybe you haven't given your whole life to Christ? He wants all of you. He deserves all of you. I am in no way a perfect Christian and it's true I sin far too much and I hate it. Like I mentioned earlier, there is repentance and sin is no longer what I live for. If Christ wasn't in me, I know I would be doing way worse things than I am now. I know a lot of people like to use the term "Once saved, always saved". Some people translate that as: "I said the prayer once so I can do whatever I want and I'll always be saved." But one thing my pastor says is "Once saved, always changed". I love you and I am praying for you all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ephesians 4:22-24&lt;br /&gt;"to put off &lt;sup class="xref" value="" href="%22#cen-ESV-29278BD%22" title="&amp;quot;See"&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;your old self,&lt;sup class="footnote" value="" href="%22#fen-ESV-29278e%22" title="&amp;quot;See"&gt; &lt;/sup&gt;which belongs to your former manner of life and is corrupt through deceitful desires, and&lt;sup class="xref" value="" href="%22#cen-ESV-29279BF%22" title="&amp;quot;See"&gt; &lt;/sup&gt;to be renewed in the spirit of your minds, and to put on the new self,created after the likeness of God in true righteousness and holiness."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Galatians 2:19-21&lt;br /&gt;“For through the law I died to the law so that I might live for God. I have been crucified with Christ and I no longer live, but Christ  lives in me. The life I now live in the body, I live by faith in the Son  of God, who loved me and gave himself for me. I do not set aside the grace of God, for if righteousness could be gained through the law, Christ died for nothing!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colossians  3:1-17&lt;br /&gt;"If then you have been raised with Christ, seek the things that are above, where Christ is, seated at the right hand of God. Set your minds on things that are above, not on things that are on earth. For you have died, and your life is hidden with Christ in God. When Christ who is your life appears, then you also will appear with him&lt;sup class="xref" value="" href="%22#cen-ESV-29505H%22" title="&amp;quot;See"&gt; &lt;/sup&gt;in glory.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Put to death therefore what is earthly in you: sexual immorality, impurity, passion, evil desire, and covetousness, which is idolatry.  On account of these the wrath of God is coming.&lt;sup class="xref" value="" href="%22#cen-ESV-29508O%22" title="&amp;quot;See"&gt; &lt;/sup&gt;In these you too once walked, when you were living in them. But now you must put them all away: anger, wrath, malice, slander, and obscene talk from your mouth. Do not lie to one another, seeing that&lt;sup class="xref" value="" href="%22#cen-ESV-29510T%22" title="&amp;quot;See"&gt; &lt;/sup&gt;you have put off the old self&lt;sup class="footnote" value="" href="%22#fen-ESV-29510d%22" title="&amp;quot;See"&gt; &lt;/sup&gt;with its practices and have put on the new self,&lt;sup class="xref" value="" href="%22#cen-ESV-29511X%22" title="&amp;quot;See"&gt; &lt;/sup&gt;which is being renewed in knowledge after the image of its creator.  Here there is not Greek and Jew, circumcised and uncircumcised, barbarian, Scythian, slave, free; but Christ is all, and in all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Put on then, as God’s chosen ones, holy and beloved, &lt;sup class="xref" value="" href="%22#cen-ESV-29513AE%22" title="&amp;quot;See"&gt; &lt;/sup&gt;compassionate hearts, &lt;sup class="xref" value="" href="%22#cen-ESV-29513AF%22" title="&amp;quot;See"&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;kindness, humility, meekness, and patience, bearing with one another and, if one has a complaint against another, forgiving each other; as the Lord has forgiven you, so you also must forgive. And above all these put on love, which binds everything together in perfect harmony. And let &lt;sup class="xref" value="" href="%22#cen-ESV-29516AN%22" title="&amp;quot;See"&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;the peace of Christ rule in your hearts, to which indeed you were called&lt;sup class="xref" value="" href="%22#cen-ESV-29516AO%22" title="&amp;quot;See"&gt; &lt;/sup&gt;in one body. And&lt;sup class="xref" value="" href="%22#cen-ESV-29516AP%22" title="&amp;quot;See"&gt;  &lt;/sup&gt;be thankful. Let the word of Christ dwell in you richly, teaching and admonishing one another in all wisdom, singing psalms and hymns and spiritual songs,&lt;sup class="xref" value="" href="%22#cen-ESV-29517AS%22" title="&amp;quot;See"&gt; &lt;/sup&gt;with thankfulness in your hearts to God.  And&lt;sup class="xref" value="" href="%22#cen-ESV-29518AT%22" title="&amp;quot;See"&gt; &lt;/sup&gt;whatever you do, in word or deed, do everything in the name of the Lord Jesus, giving thanks to God the Father through him."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336097985345932661-6581195413940597852?l=thealyssarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thealyssarae.blogspot.com/feeds/6581195413940597852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336097985345932661&amp;postID=6581195413940597852&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336097985345932661/posts/default/6581195413940597852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336097985345932661/posts/default/6581195413940597852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thealyssarae.blogspot.com/2011/03/practice-what-you-preach.html' title='&quot;Practice what you Preach&quot;'/><author><name>alyssa rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12467397032466483289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336097985345932661.post-1958611908206246960</id><published>2011-03-08T21:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T18:51:13.783-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fashion'/><title type='text'>Thrifty Finds!!</title><content type='html'>So since we got our tax return, it was time for me to go shopping! &amp;amp;The best place to go is...Thrift Store!!! Not "The Thrift Store", because it's actually called "Thrift Store".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must admit, prior to coming here, I spent almost 2 hours in Forever 21 and came out with nothing. I haven't gone true shopping since my single days so I guess I just wasn't used to it! So my last hope was Thrift Store...and it was a success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first day I bought this JCREW steal! A beautiful wool sweater for $5 and it's an extra small. PERFECT! I love JCREW but it's always so darn expensive, so when I found this I was jumping up and down for joy! I'm actually in love with it, i think i might add some buttons but i'm not too sure yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-49HVrAB54t0/TXcWJCyO_GI/AAAAAAAAAfI/QtBr3tXI198/s1600/001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-49HVrAB54t0/TXcWJCyO_GI/AAAAAAAAAfI/QtBr3tXI198/s320/001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581954607771221090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second time around it was 50% off the WHOLE store!! I found this salmon oversized sweater at the last second when I was about to leave. It's pretty loose fitting, perfect for a pair of skinny jeans or even a pair of leggings. By the way this sweater was $2, orig. $4!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sZ0Vqxojxww/TXcWjFtRNiI/AAAAAAAAAf4/9J2ZLi_tvUc/s1600/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-03-08%2Bat%2B15.47.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sZ0Vqxojxww/TXcWjFtRNiI/AAAAAAAAAf4/9J2ZLi_tvUc/s320/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-03-08%2Bat%2B15.47.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581955055232300578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sMp4OGehlbk/TXcWi7ceZcI/AAAAAAAAAfw/Ipy1O2Rc9ow/s1600/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-03-08%2Bat%2B15.47%2B%25232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sMp4OGehlbk/TXcWi7ceZcI/AAAAAAAAAfw/Ipy1O2Rc9ow/s320/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-03-08%2Bat%2B15.47%2B%25232.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581955052477507010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure if you've seen my previous Christmas sweater but I found this one at a steal for $3! It's not really a Christmas sweater or even a winter sweater. I think you'll be seeing me in this a lot! Look at the cute geometric patterns, i love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xsTBVKmsNTM/TXcWJ7_7JAI/AAAAAAAAAfo/wVwOvE8icG0/s1600/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-03-08%2Bat%2B15.43.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xsTBVKmsNTM/TXcWJ7_7JAI/AAAAAAAAAfo/wVwOvE8icG0/s320/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-03-08%2Bat%2B15.43.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581954623129461762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w06_RtKZvGs/TXcWJhwCLpI/AAAAAAAAAfg/cVvt4UwRacY/s1600/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-03-08%2Bat%2B15.43%2B%25233.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w06_RtKZvGs/TXcWJhwCLpI/AAAAAAAAAfg/cVvt4UwRacY/s320/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-03-08%2Bat%2B15.43%2B%25233.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581954616083492498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK...OMG I'm so excited for this next piece! You have no idea!!!! My first trip this week, I saw it and it was orig. $59, more than what I had to spend...so I passed it up. I knew that in a couple days they were having there big 50% off day but I didn't think the Annex section was going to be open. The Annex section is in the corner of the store literally gated off. This is where all the golden finds are! It's there vintage section that has a lot of great things but it's more expensive than the rest of the store. They're never open on Mondays (the 50% off day) so I didn't think much of it. BUT...when I walked in...i saw the gate OPEN! I ran in and snatched this fur coat up! Knowing it was going to be 50% off I knew I probably couldn't buy much else, but that didn't matter. When I rang it up...she took off $20 because it had holes, which I was aware of and that made it $39 dollars. Plus the added 50% off, i got it for only $20!!! AHHHHHHHH!!!! What a steal!!!! I'm in looooove looooove looooove!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M4PdZUSgho8/TXcWtrJirgI/AAAAAAAAAgY/8b5GnXoOal8/s1600/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-03-08%2Bat%2B15.58.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M4PdZUSgho8/TXcWtrJirgI/AAAAAAAAAgY/8b5GnXoOal8/s320/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-03-08%2Bat%2B15.58.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581955237081689602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ezqBRp223tQ/TXcWjflJO1I/AAAAAAAAAgQ/sHGZ_oZotA8/s1600/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-03-08%2Bat%2B15.58%2B%25232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ezqBRp223tQ/TXcWjflJO1I/AAAAAAAAAgQ/sHGZ_oZotA8/s320/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-03-08%2Bat%2B15.58%2B%25232.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581955062177545042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9yhxCbkMXNk/TXcWjJ9SIXI/AAAAAAAAAgA/olkOHJJfIPw/s1600/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-03-08%2Bat%2B15.57%2B%25232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9yhxCbkMXNk/TXcWjJ9SIXI/AAAAAAAAAgA/olkOHJJfIPw/s320/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-03-08%2Bat%2B15.57%2B%25232.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581955056373211506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I've been talking about this goal thing...and well, this next piece is part of this weeks goal. Learn to revamp a piece of clothing. I brought this home and both my best friend and my husband did not like it! They said it looks like a robe...so I will prove them wrong and try to garnish it with the right things to make it look like a sweater. I was even thinking of dying it...we'll see! Let the goal begin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RR3bSTZMOkc/TXcWJbae-bI/AAAAAAAAAfY/svDMWWqFKzI/s1600/003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RR3bSTZMOkc/TXcWJbae-bI/AAAAAAAAAfY/svDMWWqFKzI/s320/003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581954614382492082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uXSfs6Km7Fk/TXcWJQeO-RI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/aS-S_vcP3rU/s1600/002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 155px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uXSfs6Km7Fk/TXcWJQeO-RI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/aS-S_vcP3rU/s320/002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581954611445430546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Stay tuned for more frugal finds! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336097985345932661-1958611908206246960?l=thealyssarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thealyssarae.blogspot.com/feeds/1958611908206246960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336097985345932661&amp;postID=1958611908206246960&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336097985345932661/posts/default/1958611908206246960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336097985345932661/posts/default/1958611908206246960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thealyssarae.blogspot.com/2011/03/thrifty-finds.html' title='Thrifty Finds!!'/><author><name>alyssa rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12467397032466483289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-49HVrAB54t0/TXcWJCyO_GI/AAAAAAAAAfI/QtBr3tXI198/s72-c/001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336097985345932661.post-5912908723628932990</id><published>2011-03-08T00:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T18:49:34.539-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>GOOAAAL!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Call me crazy, but I've decided to do something different with my life. First, I just want to remind you all that I am not perfect and often fail at things, but this...this I do want to "try".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you want to know what I'm about to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to challenge myself by learning something new or giving myself a new project to accomplish every week. Yeah, yeah, yeah...you're probably recalling my failed attempt to take a photo a day...well this is different. I'm not giving myself a year goal. I'm just giving myself a week goal. Who knows how long this will last, maybe I wont even do it every week. But as of this week, I have a goal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this will be fun, and give my life a little more adventure. Being a house wife can sometimes become repetitive so I figured I'd change things up a bit. Live on the edge! Learn something new while I stay at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll update my blog or tumblr (&lt;a href="http://thealyssarae.tumblr.com"&gt;thealyssarae.tumblr.com&lt;/a&gt;) of my weekly adventures and see what comes out of it. I plan on posting either photos or video of whatever I've learned so you can follow along too and cheer me on along the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm excited.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336097985345932661-5912908723628932990?l=thealyssarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thealyssarae.blogspot.com/feeds/5912908723628932990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336097985345932661&amp;postID=5912908723628932990&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336097985345932661/posts/default/5912908723628932990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336097985345932661/posts/default/5912908723628932990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thealyssarae.blogspot.com/2011/03/gooaaal.html' title='GOOAAAL!!!!!'/><author><name>alyssa rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12467397032466483289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336097985345932661.post-6111600484047965359</id><published>2011-02-22T14:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T18:51:35.872-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Faith'/><title type='text'>Worldliness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o_otfPkX3OQ/TWQ9x_t-J2I/AAAAAAAAAfA/8aRLgfagAcg/s1600/9781433502804.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o_otfPkX3OQ/TWQ9x_t-J2I/AAAAAAAAAfA/8aRLgfagAcg/s320/9781433502804.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576650167718651746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm reading a new book! "Worldliness: Resisting the Seduction of a Fallen World". I'm thinking I might take my disciple through this one. We'll see...I need to read it first. I get excited with the smell of fresh-never-been-read paper.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336097985345932661-6111600484047965359?l=thealyssarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thealyssarae.blogspot.com/feeds/6111600484047965359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336097985345932661&amp;postID=6111600484047965359&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336097985345932661/posts/default/6111600484047965359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336097985345932661/posts/default/6111600484047965359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thealyssarae.blogspot.com/2011/02/worldliness.html' title='Worldliness'/><author><name>alyssa rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12467397032466483289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o_otfPkX3OQ/TWQ9x_t-J2I/AAAAAAAAAfA/8aRLgfagAcg/s72-c/9781433502804.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336097985345932661.post-854831161901108114</id><published>2011-01-17T20:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T18:51:13.783-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fashion'/><title type='text'>Golden Globe Awards</title><content type='html'>{This is simply just my opinion on a few gowns I saw this year, purely out of boredom and love for fashion}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Golden Globes is the Black Tie Affair that everyone wants to be at. This year I enjoyed watching it cuddled up on the couch with a sore throat. Although I wanted to shout at the screen, “What are you wearing?” I had to contain myself and rest my voice. So here I am now, speaking out on the hottest to your-burning-my-eyes dresses on the red carpet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I noticed this year was the year for sequins, slits &amp; shoulder pads. I must say, all of these ladies looked amazing! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anne Hathaway wore a stunning fully sequined gown by Armani. I loved the slim fit on her accented with 40’s inspired shoulder pads. When she turned around, it was even more breathtaking as she revealed her back in the backless Armani gown. Although this dress was a big hit, I wouldn’t mind if she pulled her hair up in a sophisticated bun. The hair on her shoulders takes away from the beauty of the gown and the elegant swooping back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/TTZ7Bmf4oAI/AAAAAAAAAds/oJxorUao_-Q/s1600/002-anne-hathaway.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/TTZ7Bmf4oAI/AAAAAAAAAds/oJxorUao_-Q/s320/002-anne-hathaway.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563769657107193858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;January Jones of course has a slammin’ body but I wasn’t a huge fan of the Versace, rebel greek goddess, flapper dress. I think she could have been a little more sophisticated for the Grammy’s. Though, I must say I do enjoy red on her fair skin and her hair is just gorgeous. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/TTZ7NLiB_7I/AAAAAAAAAd0/yjz2fboLHlM/s1600/003-january-jones.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/TTZ7NLiB_7I/AAAAAAAAAd0/yjz2fboLHlM/s320/003-january-jones.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563769856026869682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma Stone is a hilarious actress. I saw her most recent flick and was dying of laughter. I was also dying when I saw her in this Calvin Klein peach tall-tee. The color looked gorgeous up close with her new blonde mane. This was another backless dress seen on the red carpet. The back was beautiful and simple but I thought the front was to simple for Gold, which she did not receive that day. I did enjoy her soft palette of make up and pulled back hair. It made her look more sophisticated than the shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/TTZ7Ys16y9I/AAAAAAAAAd8/WS7kEFX28R8/s1600/004-emma-stone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/TTZ7Ys16y9I/AAAAAAAAAd8/WS7kEFX28R8/s320/004-emma-stone.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563770053947214802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natalie Portman is gorgeous especially with her new baby bump. She wore a soft pink empire waist dress, perfect for any expectant mother but she ruined it with that huge rose on her chest. Not sure if she thought it would distract people from her protruding belly…it that’s the case, she was right! It was an eye sore, and for photo’s it looks like a piece of clip art placed on her chest. Sorry Natalie, give the Bachelor his rose back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/TTZ77rPpXoI/AAAAAAAAAeE/NndwYcmL-B0/s1600/NATALIE-PORTMAN-GOLDEN-GLOBES.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 117px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/TTZ77rPpXoI/AAAAAAAAAeE/NndwYcmL-B0/s320/NATALIE-PORTMAN-GOLDEN-GLOBES.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563770654813675138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mila Kunis is beautiful. She looked stunning and sophisticated with her pulled back hair and one shoulder dress from Vera Wang. At first when she was sitting down, I thought she looked lovely, but once I saw her full body in that gown I had a huge question mark on my forehead. I think the wrinkles were too busy for this petite doll. The color – perfect! But the textures just weren’t working to her benefit. I wish it were ironed. If not, then I can see someone much taller in this gown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/TTZ8FXp2KII/AAAAAAAAAeM/d_xIIsDSNbw/s1600/008-mila-kunis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/TTZ8FXp2KII/AAAAAAAAAeM/d_xIIsDSNbw/s320/008-mila-kunis.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563770821353547906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leighton Meester – I thought Little House on the Prairie should not be allowed in the Golden Globes. She’s cute, yes. It’s a prairie dress, yes. She held her dress while walking onto stage a little too high for the viewer’s eyes, giving tables 1-5 a shot of her undies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/TTZ8QaoetVI/AAAAAAAAAeU/1P--63mRIEA/s1600/009-leighton-meester.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/TTZ8QaoetVI/AAAAAAAAAeU/1P--63mRIEA/s320/009-leighton-meester.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563771011131684178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicole Kidman – boring. The ivory Prada gown washes her out and I think she played it safe this year. I hope she didn’t pay a stylist to do her hair. Although she was in trend with the sequins, her look was just overall boring. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/TTZ965fyt-I/AAAAAAAAAec/xiz1lU_02kI/s1600/hbz-nicole-kidman-gg-de-1-47570712.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/TTZ965fyt-I/AAAAAAAAAec/xiz1lU_02kI/s320/hbz-nicole-kidman-gg-de-1-47570712.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563772840482879458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catherine Zeta-Jones is to die for. She has an extraordinary beauty. She wore a forest green Monique Lhullier gown. Some may call it putting green but I thought the fit and structure was marvelous. The texture did make me want to play golf but Cat can honestly pull off anything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/TTZ-CTgCP3I/AAAAAAAAAek/3EGYGKRFZTk/s1600/article-1347827-0CCADB77000005DC-439_634x885.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 230px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/TTZ-CTgCP3I/AAAAAAAAAek/3EGYGKRFZTk/s320/article-1347827-0CCADB77000005DC-439_634x885.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563772967722303346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my favorite outfit of the night was Angelina Jolie, in her 40’s inspired sequined dress. Similar to Hathaway’s Armani gown but sorry Annie, Angie pulls it off way better! I would love to own a dress like Angelina’s Versace gown. I enjoyed how effortless her hair and makeup added to the dress. Jolie wore the dress, the dress did not wear Jolie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/TTZ-JSGSGMI/AAAAAAAAAes/RN6IDRMRXlY/s1600/001-angelina-jolie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/TTZ-JSGSGMI/AAAAAAAAAes/RN6IDRMRXlY/s320/001-angelina-jolie.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563773087604938946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worst dress by far – Helena Bonham Carter. Just look at the picture, I’m sure I don’t need to tell you why it won my vote for worst dress ever. Mix matched shoes are for raves not the Golden Globes. Sorry Vivienne Westwood…you’ve lost a fan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/TTZ-a0rKgHI/AAAAAAAAAe0/0m5zP44b9HA/s1600/article-1347778-0CCACA09000005DC-112_468x760.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 197px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/TTZ-a0rKgHI/AAAAAAAAAe0/0m5zP44b9HA/s320/article-1347778-0CCACA09000005DC-112_468x760.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563773388944212082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336097985345932661-854831161901108114?l=thealyssarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thealyssarae.blogspot.com/feeds/854831161901108114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336097985345932661&amp;postID=854831161901108114&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336097985345932661/posts/default/854831161901108114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336097985345932661/posts/default/854831161901108114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thealyssarae.blogspot.com/2011/01/golden-globe-awards.html' title='Golden Globe Awards'/><author><name>alyssa rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12467397032466483289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/TTZ7Bmf4oAI/AAAAAAAAAds/oJxorUao_-Q/s72-c/002-anne-hathaway.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336097985345932661.post-2440443265310268794</id><published>2010-11-23T12:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T18:51:13.784-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fashion'/><title type='text'>Afro Esperanza</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Oh how I wish I had an afro and a voice like Esperanza Spalding.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/TOwqiVTPqqI/AAAAAAAAAdg/sqaQoezr0RQ/s1600/EsperanzaSpalding2_GeorgeWells_resize.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/TOwqiVTPqqI/AAAAAAAAAdg/sqaQoezr0RQ/s320/EsperanzaSpalding2_GeorgeWells_resize.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542852010708019874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/TOwqga8k4WI/AAAAAAAAAdY/XfetSU6WOnE/s1600/Esperanza%252BSpalding%252Besperanza_spalding.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 246px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/TOwqga8k4WI/AAAAAAAAAdY/XfetSU6WOnE/s320/Esperanza%252BSpalding%252Besperanza_spalding.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542851977863815522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336097985345932661-2440443265310268794?l=thealyssarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thealyssarae.blogspot.com/feeds/2440443265310268794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336097985345932661&amp;postID=2440443265310268794&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336097985345932661/posts/default/2440443265310268794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336097985345932661/posts/default/2440443265310268794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thealyssarae.blogspot.com/2010/11/afro-esperanza.html' title='Afro Esperanza'/><author><name>alyssa rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12467397032466483289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/TOwqiVTPqqI/AAAAAAAAAdg/sqaQoezr0RQ/s72-c/EsperanzaSpalding2_GeorgeWells_resize.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336097985345932661.post-3318091960288911879</id><published>2010-11-17T23:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T18:51:13.784-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fashion'/><title type='text'>Scarf Time!</title><content type='html'>I hear its finally going to rain this weekend...are you ready? Need a scarf to keep you warm? How about a cowl neck scarf made by yours truly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{photo credit: my husband}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/TOTVbfTQc_I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/z3o1AS70zwE/s1600/148473_1623033889981_1060470027_1724206_2831381_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 305px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/TOTVbfTQc_I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/z3o1AS70zwE/s320/148473_1623033889981_1060470027_1724206_2831381_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540788109808006130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/TOTVbJ4JsQI/AAAAAAAAAdI/tPOlV07I_gM/s1600/76549_1623033689976_1060470027_1724204_4301090_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/TOTVbJ4JsQI/AAAAAAAAAdI/tPOlV07I_gM/s320/76549_1623033689976_1060470027_1724204_4301090_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540788104057172226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336097985345932661-3318091960288911879?l=thealyssarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thealyssarae.blogspot.com/feeds/3318091960288911879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336097985345932661&amp;postID=3318091960288911879&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336097985345932661/posts/default/3318091960288911879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336097985345932661/posts/default/3318091960288911879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thealyssarae.blogspot.com/2010/11/scarf-time.html' title='Scarf Time!'/><author><name>alyssa rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12467397032466483289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/TOTVbfTQc_I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/z3o1AS70zwE/s72-c/148473_1623033889981_1060470027_1724206_2831381_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336097985345932661.post-4929286036716304708</id><published>2010-11-10T16:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T18:51:13.785-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Free Clothes Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;What an exciting day this was! My sister and I gave away at least 75% of our joint wardrobe for FREE. What a great turn out it was with more than 10 people in attendance! Thanks to all who contributed and all that relieved us of our baggage! It feels good to be free!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/TNs14AYlWRI/AAAAAAAAAc8/yGME194klzU/s1600/74155_1611302076693_1060470027_1703450_4218034_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/TNs14AYlWRI/AAAAAAAAAc8/yGME194klzU/s320/74155_1611302076693_1060470027_1703450_4218034_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538079403074214162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/TNs14BuoCwI/AAAAAAAAAc0/Otik_qwHBsM/s1600/73602_1611302716709_1060470027_1703457_3938820_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/TNs14BuoCwI/AAAAAAAAAc0/Otik_qwHBsM/s320/73602_1611302716709_1060470027_1703457_3938820_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538079403435100930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/TNs135NMCtI/AAAAAAAAAcs/r6It4fxgH6E/s1600/73072_1611302476703_1060470027_1703455_757702_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/TNs135NMCtI/AAAAAAAAAcs/r6It4fxgH6E/s320/73072_1611302476703_1060470027_1703455_757702_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538079401147370194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336097985345932661-4929286036716304708?l=thealyssarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thealyssarae.blogspot.com/feeds/4929286036716304708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336097985345932661&amp;postID=4929286036716304708&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336097985345932661/posts/default/4929286036716304708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336097985345932661/posts/default/4929286036716304708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thealyssarae.blogspot.com/2010/11/free-clothes-day.html' title='Free Clothes Day!'/><author><name>alyssa rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12467397032466483289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/TNs14AYlWRI/AAAAAAAAAc8/yGME194klzU/s72-c/74155_1611302076693_1060470027_1703450_4218034_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336097985345932661.post-3597384544447370016</id><published>2010-11-04T16:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T16:34:50.754-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Something Fun</title><content type='html'>I've decided that I needed to go out and do something crazy! So I'm giving away most of my clothes...oh and my sisters too! So far I've already filled 2 huge boxes of my clothes alone! I'm really excited to do this. It's another way I can minister to the girls within my church. Believe me, I know money can be tough now and days...so I thought it would be awesome if I could just give you my clothes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to show off my fun poster I made as well...but i'm not sharing my information with strangers!! Haha, if you are from Community Bible Church and would like to participate, just leave me an email alyssaraetiongco@gmail.com and I could give you more info.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! Also, if you yourself have clothes you want to give away let me know!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/TNNAPJMyviI/AAAAAAAAAbE/hrxBDTXXt5I/s1600/freeclothes.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 247px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/TNNAPJMyviI/AAAAAAAAAbE/hrxBDTXXt5I/s320/freeclothes.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535838995880263202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336097985345932661-3597384544447370016?l=thealyssarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thealyssarae.blogspot.com/feeds/3597384544447370016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336097985345932661&amp;postID=3597384544447370016&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336097985345932661/posts/default/3597384544447370016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336097985345932661/posts/default/3597384544447370016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thealyssarae.blogspot.com/2010/11/something-fun.html' title='Something Fun'/><author><name>alyssa rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12467397032466483289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/TNNAPJMyviI/AAAAAAAAAbE/hrxBDTXXt5I/s72-c/freeclothes.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336097985345932661.post-1223184999682610559</id><published>2010-11-02T23:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T16:36:38.659-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Craft'/><title type='text'>Cure of Boredom</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;What do I do when I'm bored you ask? Oh simply doodle and daddle that's all!&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/TND7cEImgeI/AAAAAAAAAak/t8nNF7gEC2E/s1600/reggieandalyssa.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 247px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/TND7cEImgeI/AAAAAAAAAak/t8nNF7gEC2E/s320/reggieandalyssa.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535200401603068386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/TND73kG4eVI/AAAAAAAAAa8/OKkezvcZGJA/s1600/paoloanddrea.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 247px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/TND73kG4eVI/AAAAAAAAAa8/OKkezvcZGJA/s320/paoloanddrea.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535200874042259794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/TND7pEtAA9I/AAAAAAAAAa0/ZFk0UArAP04/s1600/julianandmichelle.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 247px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/TND7pEtAA9I/AAAAAAAAAa0/ZFk0UArAP04/s320/julianandmichelle.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535200625094034386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/TND7jAozyCI/AAAAAAAAAas/9RGcpEtlAQY/s1600/caguinfamily.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 247px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/TND7jAozyCI/AAAAAAAAAas/9RGcpEtlAQY/s320/caguinfamily.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535200520923498530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336097985345932661-1223184999682610559?l=thealyssarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thealyssarae.blogspot.com/feeds/1223184999682610559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336097985345932661&amp;postID=1223184999682610559&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336097985345932661/posts/default/1223184999682610559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336097985345932661/posts/default/1223184999682610559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thealyssarae.blogspot.com/2010/11/cure-of-boredom.html' title='Cure of Boredom'/><author><name>alyssa rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12467397032466483289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/TND7cEImgeI/AAAAAAAAAak/t8nNF7gEC2E/s72-c/reggieandalyssa.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336097985345932661.post-402848050738664131</id><published>2010-10-22T13:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T16:36:38.659-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Craft'/><title type='text'>Craft</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;"...And works with her hands in delight." Proverbs 31:13b&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Craft: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trade, the skilled practice of a practical occupation&lt;br /&gt;make by hand and with much skill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've decided to pursue my "duh, why didn't you think of that before" skill. My joy and passion comes out when I craft so why not take a stab at it and make something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336097985345932661-402848050738664131?l=thealyssarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thealyssarae.blogspot.com/feeds/402848050738664131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336097985345932661&amp;postID=402848050738664131&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336097985345932661/posts/default/402848050738664131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336097985345932661/posts/default/402848050738664131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thealyssarae.blogspot.com/2010/10/craft.html' title='Craft'/><author><name>alyssa rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12467397032466483289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336097985345932661.post-2197541016778246477</id><published>2010-10-22T13:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T16:36:57.442-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>House Wife</title><content type='html'>I've been married for about 5 months now and figured I need to update the world on life as a house wife. Yes, you are correct...I said house wife. Maybe a few weeks after I got laid off from a horrible employer (yes I can say that because they were) my lovely husband proposed. Since then, for the four months of our engagement I've decided to hold off looking for a job and take on the biggest one of all, planning my wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So since the day of the wedding, I have still stayed true to my decision on holding off looking for a job (although I do frequently check craigslist because I'm curious what's out there). By the way, can I correct myself? I know I said "MY decision" but the decision was ours and of course ultimately Gods! Through prayer we've come to the conclusion that I, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Alyssa Rae Tiongco&lt;/span&gt;, does not need to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scratch that again...I mean I do still work, being a house wife is a lot of work with a lot of &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;love as my income&lt;/span&gt;. I've dedicated this time into pouring out my time to keep the home a home that glorifies the Lord. As I do that...I work, work unto the Lord. So on to my next blog post that I feel is necessary to keep separate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336097985345932661-2197541016778246477?l=thealyssarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thealyssarae.blogspot.com/feeds/2197541016778246477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336097985345932661&amp;postID=2197541016778246477&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336097985345932661/posts/default/2197541016778246477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336097985345932661/posts/default/2197541016778246477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thealyssarae.blogspot.com/2010/10/house-wife.html' title='House Wife'/><author><name>alyssa rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12467397032466483289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336097985345932661.post-3189952830447543716</id><published>2010-08-30T00:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T16:36:38.659-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Craft'/><title type='text'>Busy Bee</title><content type='html'>Obviously I recently got married so I haven't had a whole lot of time to update my blog! Also I've been busy pursuing my jewelry career! Yeah exciting I know! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that's all I'll post for now because i amd exhausted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/THtju-1cgmI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/DRVZ4qxnFN8/s1600/40205_140346202667248_139390959429439_193196_5293589_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/THtju-1cgmI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/DRVZ4qxnFN8/s320/40205_140346202667248_139390959429439_193196_5293589_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511108227810230882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thealyssarae.etsy.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;;)alyssa rae&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336097985345932661-3189952830447543716?l=thealyssarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thealyssarae.blogspot.com/feeds/3189952830447543716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336097985345932661&amp;postID=3189952830447543716&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336097985345932661/posts/default/3189952830447543716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336097985345932661/posts/default/3189952830447543716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thealyssarae.blogspot.com/2010/08/busy-bee.html' title='Busy Bee'/><author><name>alyssa rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12467397032466483289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/THtju-1cgmI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/DRVZ4qxnFN8/s72-c/40205_140346202667248_139390959429439_193196_5293589_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336097985345932661.post-8636122201857580263</id><published>2010-06-11T17:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T16:37:24.014-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Oh BTW...</title><content type='html'>i married my &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;best friend&lt;/span&gt; ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/TBLWyTbnz8I/AAAAAAAAAZI/kG5SvQbyT3I/s1600/32200_1400184276948_1002513563_31170167_1234098_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/TBLWyTbnz8I/AAAAAAAAAZI/kG5SvQbyT3I/s320/32200_1400184276948_1002513563_31170167_1234098_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481679856161247170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336097985345932661-8636122201857580263?l=thealyssarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thealyssarae.blogspot.com/feeds/8636122201857580263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336097985345932661&amp;postID=8636122201857580263&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336097985345932661/posts/default/8636122201857580263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336097985345932661/posts/default/8636122201857580263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thealyssarae.blogspot.com/2010/06/oh-btw.html' title='Oh BTW...'/><author><name>alyssa rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12467397032466483289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/TBLWyTbnz8I/AAAAAAAAAZI/kG5SvQbyT3I/s72-c/32200_1400184276948_1002513563_31170167_1234098_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336097985345932661.post-7173251395192319464</id><published>2010-02-18T02:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T16:37:24.014-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>since you waited so patiently...</title><content type='html'>So it was a &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Thursday night&lt;/span&gt;, yes random day.  We decided to go out to dinner, we usually do anyways.  We went for Pizza in some restaurant in Concord, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;nothing fancy, nothing out of the ordinary&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reggie...light bulb...says "Since we're in Concord, lets go to the mall and buy Hailey a gift (a bday party we were attending that Saturday)"  and of course I say yes to the mall! What girl wouldn't?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, we head for Sun Valley mall.  He says "I love you" and we get out the car. While we're walking in, we walk past Helzberg Diamonds. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reggie says, "Hey since we're here, can we check your ring size?" &lt;br /&gt;I say, "Ehhhh, now? I don't want to"&lt;br /&gt;Reggie: "Come on, Lord willing when that day comes I can be sure!"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Ok, i guess"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we walk in, we ask for help from one of the employees. A woman is glad to help us out. While I'm trying to scope out some fancy jewelry, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Reggie is tugging on my arm not allowing me to go anywhere&lt;/span&gt;. As we are being helped by the employee, we walk further into the store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I'm looking at all the display cases filled with gorgeous jewelry, I stumble upon one display case in the store that is filled with flowers and besides the flowers is 1 ring, which is unusual because most of the cases have at least 5 pieces of jewelry. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;It didn't hit me yet&lt;/span&gt;.  While I'm looking at that I'm thinking in my head "ooh, i like that ring". Reggie stops me and says, "&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Actually I was wondering if you can try on that ring&lt;/span&gt;" as he points to the display case with the flowers.  I look, and the employee takes the ring out of the display case and hands it to Reggie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First I say, "Are you serious??!"&lt;br /&gt;Then Reggie gets on one knee and pops the question, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"Alyssa, will you marry me?"&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I start crying like a baby and say "YESSSSS!!" while the employee busts out her camera phone and starts taking pictures.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I say yes and try to collect my tears not knowing more is about to flow out, all my future bridesmaids and groomsmen and disciplers, etc. come running down the stairs with cameras and video cameras to greet us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all I can say is Praise God! &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;PRAISE GOD!!! Isn't Christ amazing?&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and btw...the flowers were for me also!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336097985345932661-7173251395192319464?l=thealyssarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thealyssarae.blogspot.com/feeds/7173251395192319464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336097985345932661&amp;postID=7173251395192319464&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336097985345932661/posts/default/7173251395192319464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336097985345932661/posts/default/7173251395192319464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thealyssarae.blogspot.com/2010/02/since-you-waited-so-patiently.html' title='since you waited so patiently...'/><author><name>alyssa rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12467397032466483289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336097985345932661.post-3679931873966979680</id><published>2009-09-21T14:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T18:46:09.784-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lyrics'/><title type='text'>Depths of my heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"You see the depths of my heart, and You love me the same! You are amazing God!"&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&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/6336097985345932661-3679931873966979680?l=thealyssarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thealyssarae.blogspot.com/feeds/3679931873966979680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336097985345932661&amp;postID=3679931873966979680&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336097985345932661/posts/default/3679931873966979680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336097985345932661/posts/default/3679931873966979680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thealyssarae.blogspot.com/2009/09/depths-of-my-heart.html' title='Depths of my heart'/><author><name>alyssa rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12467397032466483289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336097985345932661.post-7852223914345638949</id><published>2009-08-12T01:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T18:48:15.513-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Faith'/><title type='text'>WORK</title><content type='html'>So, i've been having bad days at work.  It's funny how God orchestrates things...tonight i read in my devotional this little rewritten "psalm" from a writer unknown:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The Worker’s 23rd Psalm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lord is my boss, and I shall not want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He gives me peace, when chaos is all around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He reminds me to pray, before I speak in anger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He restores my sanity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He guides my decisions that I might honor Him in all I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though I face absurd amounts of e-mail, system failures, copier jams, back-ordered supplies, unrealistic deadlines, staff shortages, budget cutbacks, red tape, downsizing, gossiping co-workers and whining customers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't give up, for You are with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your presence, peace and power will see me through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You raise me up, even when the boss fails to promote me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You claim me as your own, even when the company threatens to let me go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your loyalty and love are better than a bonus check.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your retirement plan beats any 401K, and when it's all said and done,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be working for you a whole lot longer!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336097985345932661-7852223914345638949?l=thealyssarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thealyssarae.blogspot.com/feeds/7852223914345638949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336097985345932661&amp;postID=7852223914345638949&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336097985345932661/posts/default/7852223914345638949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336097985345932661/posts/default/7852223914345638949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thealyssarae.blogspot.com/2009/08/work.html' title='WORK'/><author><name>alyssa rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12467397032466483289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336097985345932661.post-7332186472593778477</id><published>2009-07-29T23:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T18:46:09.784-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Faith'/><title type='text'>Knitting for the Lord</title><content type='html'>So as Christians, we know that the almighty God is all knowing, sovereign over all things, causes all things to work out for the good of His people, and His will is perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say this because i've stumbled upon something that got me thinking, bringing me to a chuckle and being reminded that God is in control of all things.  You might think its a petty thing but i find it quite funny and amazed in how God can use the smallest of things to reveal His glory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm talking about my new hobby.  I've become a knitter (but the cheating kind, with a wheel) haha, and recently i felt like i was in need of a hobby.  Something that i can sit still doing while relaxing at the same time.  God put in my lap, literally, knitting.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that God in His all knowing sovereignty placed this hobby into my life so that i might draw closer to Christ.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came to this conclusion a few days ago.  A few days ago i decided to take a drive down to the marina in Benicia. I packed my Bible, a notebook, and of course my yarn and knitting wheel.  After I had my quite time with the Lord, i spent the remainder of the time submerging into my knitting wheel.  Knitting has almost become a subconscious  activity. During this time, i found myself talking with God the whole time! Sharing with Him my concerns and prayers, lifting up my praises and just being in His presence.  That's when i started to realize, wow! I bet the Lord is thinking, "See Alyssa, i needed to give you a hobby that would cause you to sit still.  To be still and know that I AM God."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like with everything going on in my life, i forget to be like Mary and sit at Christs feet.  I feel like I always have to be in action, no time to rest! no time to sit and breathe.  Like Martha, i've forgotten how to sit still. But God has placed something as simple as yarn and a plastic weird looking wheel to force me to sit still and talk with Him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So almost every time i knit, i guess you can say that i'm knitting for the Lord! haha, it's true though.  My knitting time is my "sit still" time, my time to just lift my thoughts to the most Holy One.  Haha, I can't wait for this scarf to be done, so i can start on a new scarf!  I'm excited, because the more things i knit, i'll be able to look back on them and think, "oh that scarf was during that one trial in my life" or "oh that scarf was knitted when God did this in my life" and so on and so on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay the end for my yarn blog. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now as they were traveling along, He entered a village; and a woman named Martha welcomed Him into her home. She had a sister called Mary, who was seated at the Lord's feet, listening to His word. But Martha was distracted with all her preparations; and she came up to Him and said, "Lord, do You not care that my sister has left me to do all the serving alone? Then tell her to help me." But the Lord answered and said to her, "Martha, Martha, you are worried and bothered about so many things; but only one thing is necessary, for Mary has chosen the good part, which shall not be taken away from her."  Luke 10:38-42&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336097985345932661-7332186472593778477?l=thealyssarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thealyssarae.blogspot.com/feeds/7332186472593778477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336097985345932661&amp;postID=7332186472593778477&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336097985345932661/posts/default/7332186472593778477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336097985345932661/posts/default/7332186472593778477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thealyssarae.blogspot.com/2009/07/knitting-for-lord.html' title='Knitting for the Lord'/><author><name>alyssa rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12467397032466483289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336097985345932661.post-6920542791150177068</id><published>2009-07-13T23:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T18:46:09.785-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Faith'/><title type='text'>FAITH OVER FEELING</title><content type='html'>"We live in uncertain times which demand a certain hope that can only be found in God.  Right now, choose faith over feeling.  Don't doubt in the darkness what you learned in the Light." &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;-taken from Girlfriends in God devotionals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, yes it has been a month since i've graduated and yet it feels like i graduated last year.  So much has occurred in just a few weeks.  I started my new job, I've traveled across the country, got together with relatives that live far away, and I'm just naming the physical things that's occurred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides these things,  it seems as if right when i got that diploma of completion, completing school, my life took a huge detour down roads I would have never imagined myself going down.  Some smooth rides and some not so smooth with a few bumps in the road.  But if i can share one thing that i have been learning, its simple, it's that I can have confidence that my God is in control.  I want to go off on a tangent right now and say 'MY GOD'! It has a whole other meaning to it when i say "MY GOD is in control!" Because that's what gives me confidence, the fact that God is now MY GOD i can have faith that he will perfect a work in me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"And we know that God causes all things to work together for good to those who love God, to those who are called according to His purpose." Romans 8:28 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Consider it all joy, my brethren, when you encounter various trials, knowing that the testing of your faith produces endurance. And let endurance have its perfect result, so that you may be perfect and complete, lacking in nothing."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, back to what i was saying...One thing I've noticed is that sometimes it gets so easy to take a hold of the wheel yourself thinking you know the way.  But you end up getting lost or stuck and realize that's not where God wants you.  I like using this illustration of driving a car on some road and what not.  We as stubborn sinners, think we can do it on our own, think we can find our own way.  But i will be first to admit that when I'm not giving it up to God, I get lost!!  I fail and put my confidence in man and myself when i should be putting my confidence in Christ.  Giving Him the steering wheel to my life and letting Him direct my paths, having faith that His will is perfect! and know that He will ultimately be glorified! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like that piece from the quote above... "faith over feeling".  We can get so caught up in our feelings and emotions and forget who the Ruler of our heart is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336097985345932661-6920542791150177068?l=thealyssarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thealyssarae.blogspot.com/feeds/6920542791150177068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336097985345932661&amp;postID=6920542791150177068&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336097985345932661/posts/default/6920542791150177068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336097985345932661/posts/default/6920542791150177068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thealyssarae.blogspot.com/2009/07/faith-over-feeling.html' title='FAITH OVER FEELING'/><author><name>alyssa rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12467397032466483289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336097985345932661.post-8532273577212539936</id><published>2009-06-22T02:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T16:37:24.016-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>fathers day</title><content type='html'>So for fathers day we go to Taylor's Refresher in Napa.  A little change of scenery since we usually go to nice fancy restaurants that need reservations.  Recently i heard that Shia La Beouf has been spotted there a couple times...and if you know me, you know i love Shia.  We were sitting at our table with the entrance at a distance...and every time someone would walk in i'd glance to somehow possibly spot Shia! hahaha, and this is how our conversation goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(looking at doorway)&lt;br /&gt;"Man! where's Shia!" -Alyssa&lt;br /&gt;"I see him! Over there!" -Father&lt;br /&gt;"Where?(knowing he's only kidding)" -Alyssa&lt;br /&gt;"Right there, see the guy in the green shirt" -Father&lt;br /&gt;"No? Which one? the guy outside?" -Alyssa&lt;br /&gt;"No. The guy right there! look! with the goatee(pointing frantically)" -Father&lt;br /&gt;"Who?!" -Alyssa&lt;br /&gt;"That guy right there!!" -Father&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i finally see who he was pointing at, it was some man who was about 30 years older than Shia and almost resembled John Goodman with a goatee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh father...Happy Fathers Day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336097985345932661-8532273577212539936?l=thealyssarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thealyssarae.blogspot.com/feeds/8532273577212539936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336097985345932661&amp;postID=8532273577212539936&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336097985345932661/posts/default/8532273577212539936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336097985345932661/posts/default/8532273577212539936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thealyssarae.blogspot.com/2009/06/fathers-day.html' title='fathers day'/><author><name>alyssa rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12467397032466483289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336097985345932661.post-8149333109324698385</id><published>2009-06-16T23:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T16:38:33.683-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Craft'/><title type='text'>"ALMASON" sneak peek</title><content type='html'>I got the opportunity to do a photo shoot of my "cousin" Jason and his fiance Alma.  I'm too lazy to upload pictures right now, but here's a sneak peek of what's to come! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/SjiSQ6_PU2I/AAAAAAAAAYE/5u35-8NXQXA/s1600-h/4546_88490294554_584369554_1770029_3494311_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/SjiSQ6_PU2I/AAAAAAAAAYE/5u35-8NXQXA/s320/4546_88490294554_584369554_1770029_3494311_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348185376912528226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336097985345932661-8149333109324698385?l=thealyssarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thealyssarae.blogspot.com/feeds/8149333109324698385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336097985345932661&amp;postID=8149333109324698385&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336097985345932661/posts/default/8149333109324698385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336097985345932661/posts/default/8149333109324698385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thealyssarae.blogspot.com/2009/06/almason-sneak-peek.html' title='&quot;ALMASON&quot; sneak peek'/><author><name>alyssa rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12467397032466483289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/SjiSQ6_PU2I/AAAAAAAAAYE/5u35-8NXQXA/s72-c/4546_88490294554_584369554_1770029_3494311_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336097985345932661.post-6098039950781371502</id><published>2009-06-09T19:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T16:37:57.694-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>tumble weed</title><content type='html'>I am now officially a tumblr...&lt;br /&gt;FOLLOW ME...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.thealyssarae.tumblr.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336097985345932661-6098039950781371502?l=thealyssarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thealyssarae.blogspot.com/feeds/6098039950781371502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336097985345932661&amp;postID=6098039950781371502&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336097985345932661/posts/default/6098039950781371502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336097985345932661/posts/default/6098039950781371502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thealyssarae.blogspot.com/2009/06/tumble-weed.html' title='tumble weed'/><author><name>alyssa rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12467397032466483289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336097985345932661.post-5061116839823713143</id><published>2009-06-04T23:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T16:38:24.179-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>What's next?</title><content type='html'>on the white couch with my feet kicked up on the coffee table, on my bed with my back against the poster filled wall, or sprawled out on my parents bed with my mom by my side...those are my favorite places in this house.  It's where most of my thoughts build, my favorite places to just sit and think, right now im on the white couch with my feet kicked up on the coffee table.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my thoughts?&lt;br /&gt;Wow Lord, You've been doing a lot in this little life of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not often that i talk about myself on this but to update you blog readers...well, for starters, I'm graduating from College! Haa yes, little Alyssa is graduating from college. Am i going back for more...HECK NO! Also, i thought i felt something weird in the back of my gums, and well...my wisdom teeth are coming out! I recently, after a long period of prayer, accepted a job offer at Sir Speedy as a graphic designer (in training).  I've noticed a strong desire in my heart to someday open up my own children art studio in the future!  For some reason, this is what really gets me excited lately.  But for now, Lord willing, i'll be able to work at one to get the experience.  God has been opening and closing many interesting doors these past few months! It's crazy! I remember 17 was a big year for me, God did a lot in my life then too...and thats when i graduated from high school...now 3 years later! IM GRADUATING AGAIN!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the question most people will ask now is..."So, what's next?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haaa...beats me! (btw, i moved...on my bed with my back against the poster filled wall) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember saying this when i was sprawled out on my parents bed with my mom by my side, "Sometimes i wish i just knew what God wanted me to do" But obviously it's not that easy, and i think that's where trust comes in...trusting God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is a long post...but i want to share something from www.homeschoolblogger.com/DirectMyPath&lt;br /&gt;they basically stole the words right out of my mouth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Trust in the Lord with all your heart...&lt;br /&gt;and lean not unto your own understanding.  Acknowledge Him in all your ways and He shall direct your path.  Proverbs 3: 5,6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These verses are what I have always considered to be my "life verses."  They are what I know and believe.  I very often repeat them over and over to myself, especially while trying to make big decisions.  However, over the past couple of years I have kind of been on auto pilot regarding the direction of my life.  I've been busy (aren't we all), and just haven't taken the time needed to really focus on God and the path He is leading me.  I am making the choice, because that's what I believe we have to do-make a choice, to commit myself to Christ daily.  No more auto-pilot, no more just going along day by day.  I am ready for an awakening of my soul.  I can remember in the past where I walked daily with Christ and acknowledged Him in everything I did and how alive I felt!!  I knew my purpose here on earth was to please Him and I took joy in that fact.  Over the past couple of years, that joy has been put on the back burner because I didn't take the time and make the choice to put Christ first in everything I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am excited about what the future holds and the work that God is doing within me.  I pray that He will give me the strength and faith to follow Him wherever He leads and to take all of my fears away that I might have the faith of a little child and allow Him to "Direct My Path.""&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, is the creator and beholder of my life.  So you ask "What's next?", i'm not too sure, but i think it's safe for &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt; to ask God, "Ok, Lord, what's next? Direct me towards the path that is most pleasing and glorifying to you" and i can put my trust in God that He will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me end this with a verse that i'm clinging onto right now as God works in my life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My soul, wait in silence for God only, For my hope is from Him. He only is My stronghold; I shall not be shaken. On God my salvation and my glory rest; The rock of my strength, my refuge is in God. Trust in Him at all times, O people; Pour out your heart before Him; God is a refuge for us." Ps 62:5-8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(although this verse is in my last entry, i HAD to share it again!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336097985345932661-5061116839823713143?l=thealyssarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thealyssarae.blogspot.com/feeds/5061116839823713143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336097985345932661&amp;postID=5061116839823713143&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336097985345932661/posts/default/5061116839823713143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336097985345932661/posts/default/5061116839823713143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thealyssarae.blogspot.com/2009/06/whats-next.html' title='What&apos;s next?'/><author><name>alyssa rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12467397032466483289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336097985345932661.post-4358972700941575001</id><published>2009-05-28T00:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T16:39:02.957-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lyrics'/><title type='text'>PSALMS 62:5-8</title><content type='html'>I needed to place this somewhere, so why not share it with ya'll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;My soul, wait in silence for God only, For my hope is from Him. He only is my rock and my salvation,  My stronghold; I shall not be shaken. On God my salvation and my glory rest; The rock of my strength, my refuge is in God. Trust in Him at all times, O people; Pour out your heart before Him; God is a refuge for us. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This verse is where this hymn comes from&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Only in God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only in God is my soul at rest,&lt;br /&gt;in him comes my salvation.&lt;br /&gt;He only is my rock,&lt;br /&gt;my strength and my salvation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My stronghold, my Savior,&lt;br /&gt;I shall not be afraid at all.&lt;br /&gt;My stronghold, my Savior.&lt;br /&gt;I shall not be moved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only in God is found safety,&lt;br /&gt;when my enemy pursues me.&lt;br /&gt;Only in God is found glory,&lt;br /&gt;when I am found meek and found lowly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My stronghold, my Savior,&lt;br /&gt;I shall not be afraid at all.&lt;br /&gt;My stronghold, my Savior.&lt;br /&gt;I shall not be moved.&lt;br /&gt;Only in God is my soul at rest,&lt;br /&gt;in him comes my salvation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336097985345932661-4358972700941575001?l=thealyssarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thealyssarae.blogspot.com/feeds/4358972700941575001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336097985345932661&amp;postID=4358972700941575001&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336097985345932661/posts/default/4358972700941575001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336097985345932661/posts/default/4358972700941575001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thealyssarae.blogspot.com/2009/05/psalms-625-8.html' title='PSALMS 62:5-8'/><author><name>alyssa rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12467397032466483289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336097985345932661.post-7636687721917121254</id><published>2009-05-08T11:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T18:46:09.785-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Faith'/><title type='text'>MAY 8</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt; O dear God, when darkness overshadows me, teach me that I am merely traveling through a tunnel.  It will then be enough for me to know that someday it will be all right.&lt;br /&gt;I have been told that someday I will stand at the top of the Mount of Olives and experience the height of resurrection glory.  But heavenly Father, I want more-I want Calvary to lead up to it.  I want to know that the shadows of darkness are the shade on a road--the road leading to your heavenly house.  Teach me that the reason I must climb the hill is because Your house is there!  Knowing this, I will not be hurt by sorrow, if i will only &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;walk&lt;/span&gt; in the fire. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;-George Matheson &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336097985345932661-7636687721917121254?l=thealyssarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thealyssarae.blogspot.com/feeds/7636687721917121254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336097985345932661&amp;postID=7636687721917121254&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336097985345932661/posts/default/7636687721917121254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336097985345932661/posts/default/7636687721917121254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thealyssarae.blogspot.com/2009/05/may-8.html' title='MAY 8'/><author><name>alyssa rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12467397032466483289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336097985345932661.post-8665641694776342768</id><published>2009-05-04T00:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T16:39:51.254-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lyrics'/><title type='text'>Waiting</title><content type='html'>I got this song off of Jennie's blog: http://abnerandjennie.blogspot.com/&lt;br /&gt;Very simple lyrics, but a reminder for us all.  Sometimes when we get impatient, don't you want to scream? I know i do! But God calls us to wait upon Him...and that doesn't mean to just sit and wait...I know if i just sit and wait, i get irritable (and want to scream).  There are a lot of things in life that God tells us to wait for..A LOT!! but we need to remember to be patient and continue to serve Him and worship Him while we wait upon the Lord. (I especially enjoy and am challenged by the lyrics that i put in bold)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"WHILE I'M WAITING" JOHN WALLER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m waiting&lt;br /&gt;I’m waiting on You, Lord&lt;br /&gt;And I am hopeful&lt;br /&gt;I’m waiting on You, Lord&lt;br /&gt;Though it is painful&lt;br /&gt;But patiently, I will wait&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I will move ahead, bold and confident&lt;br /&gt;Taking every step in obedience&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I’m waiting&lt;br /&gt;I will serve You&lt;br /&gt;While I’m waiting&lt;br /&gt;I will worship&lt;br /&gt;While I’m waiting&lt;br /&gt;I will not faint&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be running the race&lt;br /&gt;Even while I wait&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m waiting&lt;br /&gt;I’m waiting on You, Lord&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I am peaceful&lt;br /&gt;I’m waiting on You, Lord&lt;br /&gt;Though it’s not easy&lt;br /&gt;But faithfully, I will wait&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I will wait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will serve You while I’m waiting&lt;br /&gt;I will worship while I’m waiting&lt;br /&gt;I will serve You while I’m waiting&lt;br /&gt;I will worship while I’m waiting&lt;br /&gt;I will serve You while I’m waiting&lt;br /&gt;I will worship while I’m waiting on You, Lord&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336097985345932661-8665641694776342768?l=thealyssarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thealyssarae.blogspot.com/feeds/8665641694776342768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336097985345932661&amp;postID=8665641694776342768&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336097985345932661/posts/default/8665641694776342768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336097985345932661/posts/default/8665641694776342768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thealyssarae.blogspot.com/2009/05/waiting.html' title='Waiting'/><author><name>alyssa rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12467397032466483289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336097985345932661.post-7930361509354422633</id><published>2009-04-16T22:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T16:40:03.826-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>THE BEATLES</title><content type='html'>"Who's that?" mom says referring to the new bangs picture 2 blogs below&lt;br /&gt;"Uh...that's me!" i said knowing she was joking&lt;br /&gt;"YOU LOOK LIKE A BOY!" mom said&lt;br /&gt;"NO I DON'T!!" i snapped back&lt;br /&gt;"HAAA YOU LOOK LIKE THE BEATLES!" mom said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/SegUhD5wsYI/AAAAAAAAAX0/_tXhOLW3Fvw/s1600-h/beatles2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 308px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/SegUhD5wsYI/AAAAAAAAAX0/_tXhOLW3Fvw/s320/beatles2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325529117581422978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/SegUhG78SWI/AAAAAAAAAX8/Llze6Tn-Vks/s1600-h/beatles1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 306px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/SegUhG78SWI/AAAAAAAAAX8/Llze6Tn-Vks/s320/beatles1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325529118395877730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336097985345932661-7930361509354422633?l=thealyssarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thealyssarae.blogspot.com/feeds/7930361509354422633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336097985345932661&amp;postID=7930361509354422633&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336097985345932661/posts/default/7930361509354422633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336097985345932661/posts/default/7930361509354422633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thealyssarae.blogspot.com/2009/04/beatles.html' title='THE BEATLES'/><author><name>alyssa rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12467397032466483289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/SegUhD5wsYI/AAAAAAAAAX0/_tXhOLW3Fvw/s72-c/beatles2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336097985345932661.post-8089231154001925721</id><published>2009-04-15T23:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T16:40:37.925-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>EASTER</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-802f91296a229f50" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D802f91296a229f50%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331069256%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DF74853B594811E395244F5B43C6BA175FDB476.80066A6CE6615CEC5F77ED778169BF9BC19AAC16%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D802f91296a229f50%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DhmYXHEmYgO4OSRyHnrXnHUMaYRA&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D802f91296a229f50%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331069256%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DF74853B594811E395244F5B43C6BA175FDB476.80066A6CE6615CEC5F77ED778169BF9BC19AAC16%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D802f91296a229f50%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DhmYXHEmYgO4OSRyHnrXnHUMaYRA&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me &amp; sissy on easter, waiting for people to arrive at the house so we can celebrate with family friends.  BBQ &amp; easter egg hunts! yaaaaay. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/SebPaNmdtuI/AAAAAAAAAXs/tMcqixsbMeQ/s1600-h/3135_1133563533528_1060470027_398020_4739395_n.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/SebPaNmdtuI/AAAAAAAAAXs/tMcqixsbMeQ/s320/3135_1133563533528_1060470027_398020_4739395_n.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325171658646730466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did you do for Resurrection Sunday?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336097985345932661-8089231154001925721?l=thealyssarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=802f91296a229f50&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thealyssarae.blogspot.com/feeds/8089231154001925721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336097985345932661&amp;postID=8089231154001925721&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336097985345932661/posts/default/8089231154001925721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336097985345932661/posts/default/8089231154001925721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thealyssarae.blogspot.com/2009/04/easter_15.html' title='EASTER'/><author><name>alyssa rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12467397032466483289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/SebPaNmdtuI/AAAAAAAAAXs/tMcqixsbMeQ/s72-c/3135_1133563533528_1060470027_398020_4739395_n.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336097985345932661.post-6733174885343229805</id><published>2009-04-11T20:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T16:40:37.925-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>sick.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/SeFa0TY6BNI/AAAAAAAAAXk/2rCRtIIKrJI/s1600-h/Photo+262.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/SeFa0TY6BNI/AAAAAAAAAXk/2rCRtIIKrJI/s320/Photo+262.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323636089133073618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[my newly cut bangs from being bored and sick and stuck at home]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;How to get rid of the flu:&lt;br /&gt;1. Get a lot of rest.&lt;br /&gt;2. Drink a lot of fluids.&lt;br /&gt;3. Keep a balanced diet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or that's what the internet says.&lt;br /&gt;I've had the flu for about a week now and i think it's about to leave.  I finally left the house for fro yo for the first time in about 123 hours!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Staying inside for soo long has brought me to interesting conclusions...like &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;the frame over the fireplace is a little closer to the right side.  The frame's when i lift my head off the couch are not parallel with each other.  I thought all 5 frames on the wall in my right eyes peripheral were all the same but no, the one in the middle with 4 smiling Filipinos in it has a different border than the rest.  I have Nikelodeon on ch.53 and ch.216.  Top Ramen noodles absorb the soup, so the longer you leave it in the less soup there is and the bigger the noodles get!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, that's all.  I hope none of you have what i had, if you do i'm very sorry and i hope you feel better.  If you are, I'd like to pray for you! I've noticed when people told me or texted me or called me to tell me they were praying for me, it made me smile, and a smile can cure a lot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336097985345932661-6733174885343229805?l=thealyssarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thealyssarae.blogspot.com/feeds/6733174885343229805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336097985345932661&amp;postID=6733174885343229805&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336097985345932661/posts/default/6733174885343229805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336097985345932661/posts/default/6733174885343229805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thealyssarae.blogspot.com/2009/04/sick.html' title='sick.'/><author><name>alyssa rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12467397032466483289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/SeFa0TY6BNI/AAAAAAAAAXk/2rCRtIIKrJI/s72-c/Photo+262.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336097985345932661.post-6287475826286191089</id><published>2009-03-30T23:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T13:01:09.023-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>the LOVE list</title><content type='html'>i LOVE God, my reason for existence.&lt;br /&gt;i LOVE to worship God.&lt;br /&gt;i LOVE my mommy.&lt;br /&gt;i LOVE my daddy.&lt;br /&gt;i LOVE duke (my sissy.)&lt;br /&gt;i LOVE family.&lt;br /&gt;i LOVE music.&lt;br /&gt;i LOVE my BFF.&lt;br /&gt;i LOVE my friends.&lt;br /&gt;i LOVE sunshine.&lt;br /&gt;i LOVE being behind the camera.&lt;br /&gt;i LOVE rice.&lt;br /&gt;i LOVE blogging.&lt;br /&gt;i LOVE japanese food.&lt;br /&gt;i LOVE Pizza Hut.&lt;br /&gt;i LOVE beaches.&lt;br /&gt;i LOVE flip flops.&lt;br /&gt;i LOVE flip flop tans.&lt;br /&gt;i LOVE McDonalds.&lt;br /&gt;i LOVE safe spontaneity. &lt;br /&gt;i LOVE sleeping on the ferry.&lt;br /&gt;i LOVE adventures.&lt;br /&gt;i LOVE movies that make me cry.&lt;br /&gt;i LOVE talking.&lt;br /&gt;i LOVE laughing.&lt;br /&gt;i LOVE deep conversations.&lt;br /&gt;i LOVE chillin.&lt;br /&gt;i LOVE sleeping til PM.&lt;br /&gt;i LOVE fellowship with the brethren.&lt;br /&gt;i LOVE traveling.&lt;br /&gt;i LOVE love.&lt;br /&gt;i LOVE hugs from mommy.&lt;br /&gt;i LOVE dads corny jokes.&lt;br /&gt;i LOVE when my younger sister comforts me.&lt;br /&gt;i LOVE Community Bible Church.&lt;br /&gt;i LOVE The Fellowship Club.&lt;br /&gt;i LOVE C.O.V&lt;br /&gt;i LOVE the smell of art stores.&lt;br /&gt;i LOVE brushing my face with pages from a book.&lt;br /&gt;i LOVE to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;i LOVE relaxation.&lt;br /&gt;i LOVE accomplishment.&lt;br /&gt;i LOVE the Disney Channel.&lt;br /&gt;i LOVE children.&lt;br /&gt;i LOVE singing in the shower/car.&lt;br /&gt;i LOVE reading/writing poetry or spoken words.&lt;br /&gt;i LOVE imagination.&lt;br /&gt;i LOVE creativity.&lt;br /&gt;i LOVE to help.&lt;br /&gt;i LOVE staying up late.&lt;br /&gt;i LOVE nights with rocky road and a movie.&lt;br /&gt;i LOVE making people smile.&lt;br /&gt;i LOVE YOU!&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to add more...but im sick apparently and my brain stopped working 24 hours ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, i stole this from my god-brother joey ;D joeycarranza.blogspot.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336097985345932661-6287475826286191089?l=thealyssarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thealyssarae.blogspot.com/feeds/6287475826286191089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336097985345932661&amp;postID=6287475826286191089&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336097985345932661/posts/default/6287475826286191089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336097985345932661/posts/default/6287475826286191089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thealyssarae.blogspot.com/2009/03/love-list.html' title='the LOVE list'/><author><name>alyssa rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12467397032466483289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336097985345932661.post-8941125652604040728</id><published>2009-02-22T01:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T13:01:09.023-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>traffic</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;You have to be at a certain place at a specific time and you just found out that there is traffic. &lt;br /&gt;What do you do?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) Wait a bit longer so traffic can die down&lt;br /&gt;b) Just go anyways, and deal with the traffic&lt;br /&gt;c) Take an alternate route, knowing that it may take longer of a drive&lt;br /&gt;d) Cancel your plans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;You ask me why do i ask this question?  I ask you why do you ask this question about me asking this question?&lt;/I&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336097985345932661-8941125652604040728?l=thealyssarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thealyssarae.blogspot.com/feeds/8941125652604040728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336097985345932661&amp;postID=8941125652604040728&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336097985345932661/posts/default/8941125652604040728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336097985345932661/posts/default/8941125652604040728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thealyssarae.blogspot.com/2009/02/traffic.html' title='traffic'/><author><name>alyssa rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12467397032466483289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336097985345932661.post-2589863927643261290</id><published>2009-02-04T12:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T18:46:09.786-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Faith'/><title type='text'>MY TESTIMONY</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;So last week at TFC i shared my testimony via spoken word.  I thought i'd share it with those who haven't heard it yet.  I think if you press play, the music in the background should stop. I pray that God is glorified and that you will be encouraged. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:300px;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/JyqRt4zOk0/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/JyqRt4zOk0/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="background-color:#E6E6E6;padding:1px;"&gt;&lt;div style="float:left;padding:4px 4px 0 0;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/E6E6E6/" border="0"  /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;form method="post" action="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/" style="margin:0;padding:0;"&gt;&lt;input type="text" name="EmbedSearchBox" /&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="Search" style="font-size:12px;" /&gt;&lt;div style="padding-top:3px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=0&amp;ek=JyqRt4zOk0"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/152/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=1&amp;ek=JyqRt4zOk0"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/153/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=2&amp;ek=JyqRt4zOk0"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/154/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=3&amp;ek=JyqRt4zOk0"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/155/10/JyqRt4zOk0/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/ZtDPKMZ/music/303jSDH8/alyssa_diaz_testimony/"&gt;testimony - Alyssa Diaz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336097985345932661-2589863927643261290?l=thealyssarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thealyssarae.blogspot.com/feeds/2589863927643261290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336097985345932661&amp;postID=2589863927643261290&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336097985345932661/posts/default/2589863927643261290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336097985345932661/posts/default/2589863927643261290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thealyssarae.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-testimony.html' title='MY TESTIMONY'/><author><name>alyssa rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12467397032466483289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336097985345932661.post-3529931778230068165</id><published>2009-01-17T17:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T18:30:11.642-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><title type='text'>BEAUTIFUL WEATHER</title><content type='html'>It's January, which means it's still winter!! But yet, God has blessed us with a week of beautiful weather! I couldn't waste it! So of course i made my sister be my model for the day =).  Enjoy a few shots i took out of the hundreds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/SXKRjIdStzI/AAAAAAAAAXU/9-V1hXpq9eo/s1600-h/erica7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/SXKRjIdStzI/AAAAAAAAAXU/9-V1hXpq9eo/s320/erica7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292452544865548082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/SXKRdDa2djI/AAAAAAAAAXM/SKQ473QzkFA/s1600-h/erica6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/SXKRdDa2djI/AAAAAAAAAXM/SKQ473QzkFA/s320/erica6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292452440433915442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This next one is a little blurry, but i love it because i was trying to make her laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/SXKRVAewcSI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ygD7mIY8jbs/s1600-h/erica5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/SXKRVAewcSI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ygD7mIY8jbs/s320/erica5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292452302206038306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was frustrated with how bright the sun was in most shots but this one came out pretty artsy fartsy i must say!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/SXKNjHxW3QI/AAAAAAAAAW8/U9X4Fr1GEL0/s1600-h/erica4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/SXKNjHxW3QI/AAAAAAAAAW8/U9X4Fr1GEL0/s320/erica4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292448146634759426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/SXKNi7utU4I/AAAAAAAAAW0/KCVhiqmB-lg/s1600-h/erica3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/SXKNi7utU4I/AAAAAAAAAW0/KCVhiqmB-lg/s320/erica3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292448143402423170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/SXKNinOMoJI/AAAAAAAAAWs/eVul5DmKq1M/s1600-h/erica2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/SXKNinOMoJI/AAAAAAAAAWs/eVul5DmKq1M/s320/erica2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292448137897353362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/SXKNiRdSrRI/AAAAAAAAAWk/LTgs6v7-6Ys/s1600-h/erica1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/SXKNiRdSrRI/AAAAAAAAAWk/LTgs6v7-6Ys/s320/erica1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292448132055084306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336097985345932661-3529931778230068165?l=thealyssarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thealyssarae.blogspot.com/feeds/3529931778230068165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336097985345932661&amp;postID=3529931778230068165&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336097985345932661/posts/default/3529931778230068165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336097985345932661/posts/default/3529931778230068165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thealyssarae.blogspot.com/2009/01/beautiful-weather.html' title='BEAUTIFUL WEATHER'/><author><name>alyssa rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12467397032466483289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/SXKRjIdStzI/AAAAAAAAAXU/9-V1hXpq9eo/s72-c/erica7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336097985345932661.post-4753199675689860587</id><published>2009-01-14T14:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T14:22:41.549-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PROMISE!</title><content type='html'>i &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;PROMISE&lt;/span&gt; i will blog soon!!! and it shall be a good one! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=) alyssa rae&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336097985345932661-4753199675689860587?l=thealyssarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thealyssarae.blogspot.com/feeds/4753199675689860587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336097985345932661&amp;postID=4753199675689860587&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336097985345932661/posts/default/4753199675689860587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336097985345932661/posts/default/4753199675689860587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thealyssarae.blogspot.com/2009/01/promise.html' title='PROMISE!'/><author><name>alyssa rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12467397032466483289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336097985345932661.post-8709352917629509955</id><published>2008-11-09T23:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T14:57:01.671-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lyrics'/><title type='text'>There Will Be A Day</title><content type='html'>This song has been playing quite a lot on K-LOVE lately...even though K-LOVE sure does play quite a lot of songs on repeat.  But here are the lyrics to Jeremy Camp's &lt;i&gt;There Will Be A Day&lt;/i&gt;.  It's a great song, especially when you listen to the lyrics.  I love these lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try to hold on to this world with everything I have &lt;br /&gt;But I feel the weight of what it brings, and the hurt that tries to grab &lt;br /&gt;The many trials that seem to never end, His word declares this truth, &lt;br /&gt;that we will enter in this rest with wonders anew &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I hold on to this hope and the promise that He brings &lt;br /&gt;That there will be a place with no more suffering &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There will be a day with no more tears, no more pain, and no more fears &lt;br /&gt;There will be a day when the burdens of this place, will be no more, we’ll see Jesus face to face &lt;br /&gt;But until that day, we’ll hold on to you always &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know the journey seems so long &lt;br /&gt;You feel your walking on your own &lt;br /&gt;But there has never been a step &lt;br /&gt;Where you’ve walked out all alone &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Troubled soul don’t lose your heart &lt;br /&gt;Cause joy and peace he brings &lt;br /&gt;And the beauty that’s in store &lt;br /&gt;Outweighs the hurt of life’s sting &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can’t wait until that day where the very one I’ve lived for always will wipe away the sorrow that I’ve faced &lt;br /&gt;To touch the scars that rescued me from a life of shame and misery this is why this is why I sing….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There will be a day with no more tears, no more pain, and no more fears &lt;br /&gt;There will be a day when the burdens of this place, will be no more, we’ll see Jesus face to face &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There will be a day, He’ll wipe away the tears, He’ll wipe away the tears, He’ll wipe away the tears…..there will be a day&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336097985345932661-8709352917629509955?l=thealyssarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thealyssarae.blogspot.com/feeds/8709352917629509955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336097985345932661&amp;postID=8709352917629509955&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336097985345932661/posts/default/8709352917629509955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336097985345932661/posts/default/8709352917629509955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thealyssarae.blogspot.com/2008/11/there-will-be-day.html' title='There Will Be A Day'/><author><name>alyssa rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12467397032466483289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336097985345932661.post-7070292333812096413</id><published>2008-11-09T01:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T16:42:35.331-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Craft'/><title type='text'>3 Words</title><content type='html'>So i've invented a little experiment...for now i'll call it 3 words.  So what you'll need to do is get a piece of paper, and for a month (you can do it for less or more) everyday write down 3 words that describe you for that day, make sure to date it.  Make sense so far? For example, so 11/1 can be: cuckoo, excited, bewildered and 11/2 can be: tired, grumpy, busy.  So i guess the object of this would be to look back on these at the end of the month and see the days where you were mostly negative or positive.  If you have more negative things...maybe you can improve on the list next month, or better yet look back on them each day and see how you can remove those negative adjectives and replace them with positive ones.  Or maybe it'll show you you're fualts or maybe like a friend said, "it shows how much more we need to be putting on Christ!".  It can also remind us of how fun i had that day or week (if you have consecutive good adjectives)...or how bad that week is? hahaha sorry.  But most importantly...be honest with yourself!!!! This wont work if were not honest!!! Or will this even do any good period?? It's just something fun i thought of doing.  We'll see where this little experiment takes us.  I'll be sure to blog mine when this month is over(maybe)...but i'll be starting off with today, so it'll be a short month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)alyssarae&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336097985345932661-7070292333812096413?l=thealyssarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thealyssarae.blogspot.com/feeds/7070292333812096413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336097985345932661&amp;postID=7070292333812096413&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336097985345932661/posts/default/7070292333812096413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336097985345932661/posts/default/7070292333812096413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thealyssarae.blogspot.com/2008/11/3-words.html' title='3 Words'/><author><name>alyssa rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12467397032466483289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336097985345932661.post-1193129081809688935</id><published>2008-10-28T06:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T18:46:09.786-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Faith'/><title type='text'>5 Something</title><content type='html'>"Here i am, at your feet.  In my brokeness, complete."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit that "&lt;i&gt;THE ALYSSA RAE&lt;/i&gt;" was meant solely for the purpose of my photography and art.  I also have to admit I'm no theologian, nor do i know any large or fancy words.  But waking up at 5 something in the morning to my mother saying "Your uncle's having emergency surgery! Your father and I need to leave now, can you drop your sister off?...and Alyssa, please pray for him", has brought me to my knees, and there is no way i can just fall back asleep now.  It's about 7 am, and i shall blog about it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night i get an email saying someone has passed away.  She was a young woman, and was simply driving home when it happened.  This morning my uncle who has been in and out of the hospital since i can remember is back in but this time its worst than it's ever been.  Usually when my mom comes in at 5 something in the morning and tells me something, my initial reaction is to ignore it, stay half awake and respond like I'm listening, "Yeah, yeah, uh huh, whatever.", and then I'm back asleep forgetting everything she said.  This time, my sinful-selfish-half-awake-self wanted to respond like that, but it didn't happen, i awoke and was attentive to what she was telling me.  This time my initial reaction was to pray.  Pray for my Uncle's salvation, pray that these family members would find comfort in Christ, pray for the world's salvation, pray that God would give me the strength and use me to do His work!  I have to admit, maybe i was a little bit sleepy when i was praying, but oh i was re-woken up again to the sound of the loud train's horn blowing rapidly 7 or 8 times, thinking "Huh, that's weird i never heard it sound that loud nor blow that many times.  What if someone's in the way? Oh no! What if my parents are in the way? What if someone gets hurt?".  Then the noise stopped and all i could do was pray...some more.  I realized i don't pray as much as i should, nor do i share the gospel with others as much as i should.  With people dying, or sick in the hospital, or caught even in a train wreck, you never know when your last breath is, but what we do know is that we're all in need of a Savior.  The other night at TFC, a fellow servant shared to the students to not waste your life.  Don't waste your youth, if you were saved at a young age, then praise God that he's using you at that age.  Romans 1:6, we are not to be ashamed.  We are called to do God's work and that includes sharing the gospel to ALL men.  (Checking my pulse) Oh good, I'm still alive so that means God's not done using me.  God has a purpose for me on this earth, because if i was useless and he didn't have any purpose for me, he'd probably take me by now.  Paul stated in Acts, &lt;blockquote&gt;"But I do not consider my life of any account as dear to myself, so that I may finish my course and the ministry which I received from the Lord Jesus, to testify solemnly of the gospel of the grace of God."&lt;/blockquote&gt;  Only by God's grace and mercy, am i given the strength to do the work of God.  I have a sudden urge to serve.  "Urge to Serve" that should be the title of something.  I know this is completely opposite of what I'm talking about, but i think of that verse in James about how such a small flame can burn down a whole forest.  But it's talking about how we can defile someone with our tongue and cause a fire.  Well instead of using your tongue to defile someone, use it to spread the gospel! Make a use out of that, spreading the good news and worshipping Christ.  That makes me think of that song..."These hands were made to praise you, these lips were made to lift you up.  I give to you my life in worship."  Now i don't know how to end these things, so i'll leave it at that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336097985345932661-1193129081809688935?l=thealyssarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thealyssarae.blogspot.com/feeds/1193129081809688935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336097985345932661&amp;postID=1193129081809688935&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336097985345932661/posts/default/1193129081809688935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336097985345932661/posts/default/1193129081809688935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thealyssarae.blogspot.com/2008/10/5-something.html' title='5 Something'/><author><name>alyssa rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12467397032466483289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336097985345932661.post-7682086948306783050</id><published>2008-10-24T13:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T14:54:31.775-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><title type='text'>Soldier</title><content type='html'>Don't have a model to shoot? Use your favorite stuffed animal, or your sisters barbie.  As you can see, i used my toy soldier that i won at Scandia.  I had an assignment to take multiple photos that tell a story, and like the procrastinator i am...i didn't have time to ask my sister or anyone, so i used my toy soldier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/SQIsrNGYQJI/AAAAAAAAAI4/MjAeBusERIM/s1600-h/ts1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/SQIsrNGYQJI/AAAAAAAAAI4/MjAeBusERIM/s320/ts1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260816435484573842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/SQIsrcI9eUI/AAAAAAAAAJI/z1SIlHEXcTY/s1600-h/ts3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/SQIsrcI9eUI/AAAAAAAAAJI/z1SIlHEXcTY/s320/ts3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260816439521933634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/SQIsrKrhO1I/AAAAAAAAAJA/0ORsOAoxVwo/s1600-h/ts2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/SQIsrKrhO1I/AAAAAAAAAJA/0ORsOAoxVwo/s320/ts2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260816434835045202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;l&gt;2 Timothy 2:3-4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Suffer hardship with me, as a good soldier of Christ Jesus. No soldier in active service entangles himself in the affairs of everyday life, so that he may please the one who enlisted him as a soldier."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/l&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336097985345932661-7682086948306783050?l=thealyssarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thealyssarae.blogspot.com/feeds/7682086948306783050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336097985345932661&amp;postID=7682086948306783050&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336097985345932661/posts/default/7682086948306783050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336097985345932661/posts/default/7682086948306783050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thealyssarae.blogspot.com/2008/10/soldier.html' title='Soldier'/><author><name>alyssa rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12467397032466483289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/SQIsrNGYQJI/AAAAAAAAAI4/MjAeBusERIM/s72-c/ts1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336097985345932661.post-1662606050566028778</id><published>2008-10-20T11:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T14:59:43.722-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>1990's</title><content type='html'>Yes, we took it there...a birthday party for us 90's style!  It was such a blessing to see everyone having fun that day! I'm so thankful it pulled through even though it was planned only a week before!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/SPzRhqwiAbI/AAAAAAAAAIo/Uh0_3O3TfWk/s1600-h/n1060470027_177940_6773.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/SPzRhqwiAbI/AAAAAAAAAIo/Uh0_3O3TfWk/s320/n1060470027_177940_6773.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259308841205629362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/SPzRh6j4RMI/AAAAAAAAAIw/U4OY9FqB4H4/s1600-h/n1060470027_177902_8773.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/SPzRh6j4RMI/AAAAAAAAAIw/U4OY9FqB4H4/s320/n1060470027_177902_8773.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259308845447529666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;MORE PHOTOS:&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=9131&amp;l=72ede&amp;id=1060470027&lt;br /&gt;http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=9135&amp;l=75046&amp;id=1060470027&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336097985345932661-1662606050566028778?l=thealyssarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thealyssarae.blogspot.com/feeds/1662606050566028778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336097985345932661&amp;postID=1662606050566028778&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336097985345932661/posts/default/1662606050566028778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336097985345932661/posts/default/1662606050566028778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thealyssarae.blogspot.com/2008/10/1990s.html' title='1990&apos;s'/><author><name>alyssa rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12467397032466483289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/SPzRhqwiAbI/AAAAAAAAAIo/Uh0_3O3TfWk/s72-c/n1060470027_177940_6773.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336097985345932661.post-2505773781667390999</id><published>2008-10-13T13:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T16:43:34.236-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Craft'/><title type='text'>Pumpkin</title><content type='html'>In light of halloween coming up, i thought i'd share this with you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day at TFC, i can't remember the exact question that was asked, but one of the girls in our discussion group answered it like this: "We're like a pumpkin, God comes in and removes all the bad stuff inside of us and carves us a new face. He then puts his light in us, so we can shine before all men." I know that wasn't word for word but you get the picture right?  I thought that was something to blog about.  And here's an idea, if you plan on carving pumpkins with your child for halloween, you can share with them the gospel while doing so!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry no picture today!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336097985345932661-2505773781667390999?l=thealyssarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thealyssarae.blogspot.com/feeds/2505773781667390999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336097985345932661&amp;postID=2505773781667390999&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336097985345932661/posts/default/2505773781667390999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336097985345932661/posts/default/2505773781667390999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thealyssarae.blogspot.com/2008/10/pumpkin.html' title='Pumpkin'/><author><name>alyssa rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12467397032466483289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336097985345932661.post-9081340294151548030</id><published>2008-10-01T11:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T14:56:27.521-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><title type='text'>Southern California</title><content type='html'>So I'm glad you still read my blog! Anyways, this past weekend i took a trip down to Southern California with one of my good friends Drea.  It was a nice vacation to just get away from the bay area before i go back to school.  This was something that was much needed for sure.  We did a lot on this vacation such as stay in the dorms at Master's college while visiting a few CBC friends that go there, as well as drive down to San Diego and visit another friend and went to a local church there.  So Cal is so much fun, i wouldn't mind living there!! I didn't want to go home! Well, of course i brought my camera so i thought i'd share a few favorite photos. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/SOPFNnhXEuI/AAAAAAAAAFs/iyjLHQaUiRM/s1600-h/handstand.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/SOPFNnhXEuI/AAAAAAAAAFs/iyjLHQaUiRM/s320/handstand.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252258428182008546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/SOPFOhCnOBI/AAAAAAAAAF0/o7oBRp4DmIw/s1600-h/wall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/SOPFOhCnOBI/AAAAAAAAAF0/o7oBRp4DmIw/s320/wall.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252258443622299666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/SOPFO3kzxjI/AAAAAAAAAF8/nqy_qOROnUM/s1600-h/boat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/SOPFO3kzxjI/AAAAAAAAAF8/nqy_qOROnUM/s320/boat.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252258449671308850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336097985345932661-9081340294151548030?l=thealyssarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thealyssarae.blogspot.com/feeds/9081340294151548030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336097985345932661&amp;postID=9081340294151548030&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336097985345932661/posts/default/9081340294151548030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336097985345932661/posts/default/9081340294151548030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thealyssarae.blogspot.com/2008/10/southern-california.html' title='Southern California'/><author><name>alyssa rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12467397032466483289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/SOPFNnhXEuI/AAAAAAAAAFs/iyjLHQaUiRM/s72-c/handstand.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336097985345932661.post-7628695967450147293</id><published>2008-09-15T16:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T14:55:20.972-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><title type='text'>Tripod &amp; Timer</title><content type='html'>Recently my family went to Napa to take family portraits.  We took about 100 shots, honestly you can do this too!  Besides the ones of my parents, I basically set up my tripod and put my camera on timer...simple.  Take it into photoshop or any photo editor, click B&amp;W and ta dah! you have a great family portrait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/SM7w0g74o2I/AAAAAAAAAFU/LknaybBiEns/s1600-h/asdf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/SM7w0g74o2I/AAAAAAAAAFU/LknaybBiEns/s320/asdf.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246395400918180706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/SM7w03C9O7I/AAAAAAAAAFc/yst0V7RAKmk/s1600-h/asdfg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/SM7w03C9O7I/AAAAAAAAAFc/yst0V7RAKmk/s320/asdfg.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246395406853422002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/SM7yHFej-fI/AAAAAAAAAFk/23Cl545GF_o/s1600-h/asdfgh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/SM7yHFej-fI/AAAAAAAAAFk/23Cl545GF_o/s320/asdfgh.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246396819476576754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can view more of them here:&lt;br /&gt;http://www.new.facebook.com/album.php?aid=7211&amp;l=82b5f&amp;id=1060470027&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336097985345932661-7628695967450147293?l=thealyssarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thealyssarae.blogspot.com/feeds/7628695967450147293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336097985345932661&amp;postID=7628695967450147293&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336097985345932661/posts/default/7628695967450147293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336097985345932661/posts/default/7628695967450147293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thealyssarae.blogspot.com/2008/09/tripod-timer.html' title='Tripod &amp; Timer'/><author><name>alyssa rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12467397032466483289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/SM7w0g74o2I/AAAAAAAAAFU/LknaybBiEns/s72-c/asdf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336097985345932661.post-5060711796800529050</id><published>2008-08-26T23:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T18:48:56.744-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lyrics'/><title type='text'>STILL</title><content type='html'>One of my favorite songs. By Hillsong.&lt;br /&gt;I just needed to store the lyrics somewhere for now =) Maybe i'll add to this blog someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;STILL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Hide me now, under Your wings.&lt;br /&gt;Cover me within Your mighty hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;When the oceans rise&lt;br /&gt;and thunders roar.&lt;br /&gt;I will soar with You, above the storm&lt;br /&gt;Father You are king over the flood,&lt;br /&gt;I will be still and know You are God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find rest my soul in Christ alone,&lt;br /&gt;Know his power, in quiteness and trust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;When the oceans rise&lt;br /&gt;and thunders roar.&lt;br /&gt;I will soar with You, above the storm&lt;br /&gt;Father You are king over the flood,&lt;br /&gt;I will be still and know You are God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope, no picture tonight folks.  Just this picture of Gods love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336097985345932661-5060711796800529050?l=thealyssarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thealyssarae.blogspot.com/feeds/5060711796800529050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336097985345932661&amp;postID=5060711796800529050&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336097985345932661/posts/default/5060711796800529050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336097985345932661/posts/default/5060711796800529050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thealyssarae.blogspot.com/2008/08/still.html' title='STILL'/><author><name>alyssa rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12467397032466483289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336097985345932661.post-3024679853247664391</id><published>2008-08-05T14:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T21:12:18.408-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><title type='text'>ALOHA CHINA</title><content type='html'>Don't worry folks, im still alive! People have been bugging me that i haven't been blogging in a while.  Well here i am with nothing much to post.  I went to the Aloha Festival with my familia and took a few pictures there.  We also went to China Town and i enjoyed taking pictures there because of the buildings, the type, the colors...yeah thats all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/SJjNnqJ_A0I/AAAAAAAAAFM/hskfcseqgwo/s1600-h/ALOHA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/SJjNnqJ_A0I/AAAAAAAAAFM/hskfcseqgwo/s320/ALOHA.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231157048405590850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/SJjL7IPEnJI/AAAAAAAAAE8/xlPy3CXFui0/s1600-h/annabakery.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/SJjL7IPEnJI/AAAAAAAAAE8/xlPy3CXFui0/s320/annabakery.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231155183874251922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/SJjL7Egf1HI/AAAAAAAAAFE/dKQt4vWYzxU/s1600-h/dragonseed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/SJjL7Egf1HI/AAAAAAAAAFE/dKQt4vWYzxU/s320/dragonseed.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231155182873597042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO HERE FOR MORE PHOTOS: &lt;br /&gt;http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=5983&amp;l=41ed1&amp;id=1060470027&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336097985345932661-3024679853247664391?l=thealyssarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thealyssarae.blogspot.com/feeds/3024679853247664391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336097985345932661&amp;postID=3024679853247664391&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336097985345932661/posts/default/3024679853247664391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336097985345932661/posts/default/3024679853247664391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thealyssarae.blogspot.com/2008/08/aloha-china.html' title='ALOHA CHINA'/><author><name>alyssa rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12467397032466483289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/SJjNnqJ_A0I/AAAAAAAAAFM/hskfcseqgwo/s72-c/ALOHA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336097985345932661.post-2715191372647126828</id><published>2008-07-14T17:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T21:12:18.687-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><title type='text'>Contest of Champions</title><content type='html'>Contestofchampions.org&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this past saturday was contest of champions.  The all day volleyball tournament for cash price.  It was fun, the weather was beautiful.  Although i did not play i was the documentation lady throughout the day.  So heres a few pictures from that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/SHvwnvlJTlI/AAAAAAAAAEs/c1__ovJFJzI/s1600-h/volleyball.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/SHvwnvlJTlI/AAAAAAAAAEs/c1__ovJFJzI/s320/volleyball.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223032758444052050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/SHvwo7wppPI/AAAAAAAAAE0/VbSa-ql-RIw/s1600-h/volleyball2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/SHvwo7wppPI/AAAAAAAAAE0/VbSa-ql-RIw/s320/volleyball2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223032778893403378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336097985345932661-2715191372647126828?l=thealyssarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thealyssarae.blogspot.com/feeds/2715191372647126828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336097985345932661&amp;postID=2715191372647126828&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336097985345932661/posts/default/2715191372647126828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336097985345932661/posts/default/2715191372647126828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thealyssarae.blogspot.com/2008/07/contest-of-champions.html' title='Contest of Champions'/><author><name>alyssa rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12467397032466483289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/SHvwnvlJTlI/AAAAAAAAAEs/c1__ovJFJzI/s72-c/volleyball.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336097985345932661.post-1801903976038654304</id><published>2008-07-02T12:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T21:12:19.258-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><title type='text'>Farmers Market</title><content type='html'>So i only had a 2 1/2 week break off for summer vacation.  Yes, it's not that great and i go back next thursday.  But anyways my summer vacation didnt really consist of anything too exciting.  Yesterday i went to the Farmer's Market with a few friends if that counts as exciting?  Haha, well heres some pictures from it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/SGvewLGj5RI/AAAAAAAAAEU/5wYR1AUF_oI/s1600-h/napa3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/SGvewLGj5RI/AAAAAAAAAEU/5wYR1AUF_oI/s320/napa3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218509512434246930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/SGveyL6uDFI/AAAAAAAAAEk/3TSjmdAHwPc/s1600-h/napa5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/SGveyL6uDFI/AAAAAAAAAEk/3TSjmdAHwPc/s320/napa5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218509547012754514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/SGvexHpT_ZI/AAAAAAAAAEc/3-e34On5Dqk/s1600-h/napa4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/SGvexHpT_ZI/AAAAAAAAAEc/3-e34On5Dqk/s320/napa4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218509528686132626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336097985345932661-1801903976038654304?l=thealyssarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thealyssarae.blogspot.com/feeds/1801903976038654304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336097985345932661&amp;postID=1801903976038654304&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336097985345932661/posts/default/1801903976038654304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336097985345932661/posts/default/1801903976038654304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thealyssarae.blogspot.com/2008/07/farmers-market.html' title='Farmers Market'/><author><name>alyssa rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12467397032466483289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/SGvewLGj5RI/AAAAAAAAAEU/5wYR1AUF_oI/s72-c/napa3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336097985345932661.post-4555296366288368827</id><published>2008-06-23T14:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T21:12:19.808-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Children</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/SGAVqWKJdtI/AAAAAAAAAEM/9X_Ca-56D6c/s1600-h/lollipop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/SGAVqWKJdtI/AAAAAAAAAEM/9X_Ca-56D6c/s320/lollipop.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215192185741866706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you know me, Alyssa Rae, you must know that i love kids! Oh how i adore children.  Someone once asked me what my favorite sound was and i replied "Children giggling" hahaha.  But it's true, i love kids and hope to have some of my own someday! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Princess and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/SGAT_AS5IGI/AAAAAAAAAD0/9JhWqkEt_-s/s1600-h/chloe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/SGAT_AS5IGI/AAAAAAAAAD0/9JhWqkEt_-s/s320/chloe.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215190341626962018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liwwa and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/SGAVpwUfdhI/AAAAAAAAAEE/sqsftmTTwzg/s1600-h/lira.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/SGAVpwUfdhI/AAAAAAAAAEE/sqsftmTTwzg/s320/lira.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215192175584704018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336097985345932661-4555296366288368827?l=thealyssarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thealyssarae.blogspot.com/feeds/4555296366288368827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336097985345932661&amp;postID=4555296366288368827&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336097985345932661/posts/default/4555296366288368827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336097985345932661/posts/default/4555296366288368827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thealyssarae.blogspot.com/2008/06/so-if-you-know-me-alyssa-rae-you-must.html' title='Children'/><author><name>alyssa rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12467397032466483289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/SGAVqWKJdtI/AAAAAAAAAEM/9X_Ca-56D6c/s72-c/lollipop.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336097985345932661.post-4441557703258276991</id><published>2008-06-20T02:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T21:12:20.094-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Graphics 1</title><content type='html'>This portrait of me was one of my first projects in school...or at least my first quarter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/SFt84e0RFwI/AAAAAAAAADk/7IQXVM2lZKg/s1600-h/alyssa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/SFt84e0RFwI/AAAAAAAAADk/7IQXVM2lZKg/s320/alyssa.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213898303398287106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture of Ju was used in my final for Design 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/SFt84yEdmpI/AAAAAAAAADs/mM54ZK671VI/s1600-h/preyoflife.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/SFt84yEdmpI/AAAAAAAAADs/mM54ZK671VI/s320/preyoflife.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213898308566489746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336097985345932661-4441557703258276991?l=thealyssarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thealyssarae.blogspot.com/feeds/4441557703258276991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336097985345932661&amp;postID=4441557703258276991&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336097985345932661/posts/default/4441557703258276991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336097985345932661/posts/default/4441557703258276991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thealyssarae.blogspot.com/2008/06/this-portrait-of-me-was-one-of-my-first.html' title='Graphics 1'/><author><name>alyssa rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12467397032466483289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/SFt84e0RFwI/AAAAAAAAADk/7IQXVM2lZKg/s72-c/alyssa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336097985345932661.post-2713559575718583335</id><published>2008-06-13T00:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T21:12:20.212-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><title type='text'>My Bad</title><content type='html'>Sorry i havent been blogging in a while! Yes, a lot has been happening in the life of alyssarae, but God is in control and i have confidence that he'll provide.  Schools coming to an end, but i start back up in july.  yay.  Oh and also, i lost my job this week, bummer i know.  Anyways, heres a picture like i promised...this one was taken at a friends house, i just learned how to make this happen...the key is slooooow shutter speed! enjoy! =)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/SFIpi8c2H5I/AAAAAAAAADc/faHPEMeDnOU/s1600-h/IMG_1041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/SFIpi8c2H5I/AAAAAAAAADc/faHPEMeDnOU/s320/IMG_1041.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211273399140491154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336097985345932661-2713559575718583335?l=thealyssarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thealyssarae.blogspot.com/feeds/2713559575718583335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336097985345932661&amp;postID=2713559575718583335&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336097985345932661/posts/default/2713559575718583335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336097985345932661/posts/default/2713559575718583335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thealyssarae.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-bad.html' title='My Bad'/><author><name>alyssa rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12467397032466483289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/SFIpi8c2H5I/AAAAAAAAADc/faHPEMeDnOU/s72-c/IMG_1041.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336097985345932661.post-8188852439359710778</id><published>2008-05-04T15:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T21:12:20.631-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><title type='text'>Julian's Graduation</title><content type='html'>Julian graduated a week ago.  My first college graduation ever attended.  Congrats Cal Maritime Academy.  Here's some "blog worthy" photos from that day.  Notice our lack of shade on the hottest day ever?!  Oh and also, we were the only group with posters (coughimadethemcough) and might i add the loudest!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/SB40CQggsvI/AAAAAAAAADE/3iMaANVMcD0/s1600-h/julian.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/SB40CQggsvI/AAAAAAAAADE/3iMaANVMcD0/s320/julian.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196648233427841778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/SB40CQggswI/AAAAAAAAADM/8F5TyYjt0Zw/s1600-h/julian2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/SB40CQggswI/AAAAAAAAADM/8F5TyYjt0Zw/s320/julian2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196648233427841794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/SB40CgggsxI/AAAAAAAAADU/96w053fROVE/s1600-h/julian3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/SB40CgggsxI/AAAAAAAAADU/96w053fROVE/s320/julian3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196648237722809106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336097985345932661-8188852439359710778?l=thealyssarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thealyssarae.blogspot.com/feeds/8188852439359710778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336097985345932661&amp;postID=8188852439359710778&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336097985345932661/posts/default/8188852439359710778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336097985345932661/posts/default/8188852439359710778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thealyssarae.blogspot.com/2008/05/julians-graduation.html' title='Julian&apos;s Graduation'/><author><name>alyssa rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12467397032466483289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/SB40CQggsvI/AAAAAAAAADE/3iMaANVMcD0/s72-c/julian.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336097985345932661.post-1772200484054451551</id><published>2008-04-20T23:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T21:12:21.587-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><title type='text'>Fair</title><content type='html'>So there was a fair at the marina in Vallejo.  I really wanted to go and take some great pictures, especially at night.  We went and i took a few pictures, not fully satisfied.  I wish i got more night shots with the lights, but oh well.  We only stayed there for like 10 minutes because it was the coldest and windiest day in Vallejo ever!!!  Here's a few out of around 50 shots...let me know what you think! The black and whites were really taken in black and white.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/SAwyaC56CyI/AAAAAAAAACc/U7jG1o59UNI/s1600-h/ferriswheel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/SAwyaC56CyI/AAAAAAAAACc/U7jG1o59UNI/s320/ferriswheel.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191579893489077026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/SAwyaC56CzI/AAAAAAAAACk/Rxg5joVuF1k/s1600-h/fish.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/SAwyaC56CzI/AAAAAAAAACk/Rxg5joVuF1k/s320/fish.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191579893489077042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/SAwyaS56C0I/AAAAAAAAACs/lM94ZMzy0D4/s1600-h/zipper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/SAwyaS56C0I/AAAAAAAAACs/lM94ZMzy0D4/s320/zipper.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191579897784044354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/SAwyai56C1I/AAAAAAAAAC0/n92E_FIKsAk/s1600-h/zipperBW.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/SAwyai56C1I/AAAAAAAAAC0/n92E_FIKsAk/s320/zipperBW.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191579902079011666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/SAwyai56C2I/AAAAAAAAAC8/3nbpwfw2uAg/s1600-h/fair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/SAwyai56C2I/AAAAAAAAAC8/3nbpwfw2uAg/s320/fair.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191579902079011682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336097985345932661-1772200484054451551?l=thealyssarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thealyssarae.blogspot.com/feeds/1772200484054451551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336097985345932661&amp;postID=1772200484054451551&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336097985345932661/posts/default/1772200484054451551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336097985345932661/posts/default/1772200484054451551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thealyssarae.blogspot.com/2008/04/fair.html' title='Fair'/><author><name>alyssa rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12467397032466483289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/SAwyaC56CyI/AAAAAAAAACc/U7jG1o59UNI/s72-c/ferriswheel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336097985345932661.post-3703525984187762320</id><published>2008-04-18T00:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T21:12:22.054-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><title type='text'>Softball</title><content type='html'>So we had a softball outing for tfc &amp; crossroads this past weekend.  So far it has been the highlight of this year.  I promise you it was sooo much fun, and everyone played!!  What a great joy it was to see all the students just enjoying it all.  And praise God for perfect weather that day!!! It wasn't super hot it was pretty much perfect! Of course i brought my camera!  Here's some samples:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more pictures go here: http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2919&amp;l=2f4b9&amp;id=1060470027&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/SAhThI-OoEI/AAAAAAAAACM/66PjBGtGvag/s1600-h/n1060470027_52942_7056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/SAhThI-OoEI/AAAAAAAAACM/66PjBGtGvag/s320/n1060470027_52942_7056.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190490399353774146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/SAhTh4-OoFI/AAAAAAAAACU/VW2_z5jPmfE/s1600-h/n1060470027_52934_4819.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/SAhTh4-OoFI/AAAAAAAAACU/VW2_z5jPmfE/s320/n1060470027_52934_4819.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190490412238676050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336097985345932661-3703525984187762320?l=thealyssarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thealyssarae.blogspot.com/feeds/3703525984187762320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336097985345932661&amp;postID=3703525984187762320&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336097985345932661/posts/default/3703525984187762320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336097985345932661/posts/default/3703525984187762320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thealyssarae.blogspot.com/2008/04/softball.html' title='Softball'/><author><name>alyssa rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12467397032466483289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/SAhThI-OoEI/AAAAAAAAACM/66PjBGtGvag/s72-c/n1060470027_52942_7056.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336097985345932661.post-2943117653962937224</id><published>2008-04-12T01:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T14:58:49.800-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>hung up on</title><content type='html'>So before my eyes close, it's become a habit of mine  to pull out my laptop and place it on my lap while i lay in bed.  Whether it be a good or bad habit who knows, at least i can get some blogging done! hahaha.  Anyways, today...or well yesterday (since its already 1:15 in the morning) was my first day of work at Quest Financial Services.  It was very amusing and Praise God i work for someone who loves the Lord.  I was just sooo excited when Uncle Omar asked if he can pray with us before we started work today.  How awesome is that?!? Praying with your boss before work? It's great.  So about the job...oh boy.  It's real easy, just calling a handful of strangers and getting hung up on.  But boy it is sooo funny the things some people would say.  This guy named George actually started to converse with Jelissa and then towards the end he said "Oh well George is in Europe for a month".  Silly George we know he was lying!  This new tele-marketing job will sure test our patience, but i think i'm up for the challenge.  Today we have a discipleship softball outing.  OOh fun! Little does everyone know, but i am the most out of shape person out there...i don't even think i know HOW to work out let alone simple exercise.  I know very bad right?  I'd like to start exercising so i can stay fit and healthy.  So tomorrow if you see me, don't laugh if i'm breathing hard within the first 2 minutes of the game! Dude, its so cool...i didnt realize how many people from church had blogs! Shout out to my homies! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Alyssa Rae&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RANDOM FACT:&lt;br /&gt;Alyssa:  My mom named me after Alyssa Milano believe it or not&lt;br /&gt;Rae: Take a wild guess...my dads name is ray.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336097985345932661-2943117653962937224?l=thealyssarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thealyssarae.blogspot.com/feeds/2943117653962937224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336097985345932661&amp;postID=2943117653962937224&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336097985345932661/posts/default/2943117653962937224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336097985345932661/posts/default/2943117653962937224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thealyssarae.blogspot.com/2008/04/hung-up-on.html' title='hung up on'/><author><name>alyssa rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12467397032466483289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336097985345932661.post-8556386635367213946</id><published>2008-04-09T16:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T21:12:22.491-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><title type='text'>Long Beach</title><content type='html'>At night this place would light up with different colors.  I called it "Mystery Island"  because none of us knew what it was.  It's like it came to life when the sun went down. Just imagine the sky pitch black and all you see is this island lit up with blues, reds, and purples.  I wish i took a picture at night time to show you but this is all i have of "Mystery Island", a picture taken from the car.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/R_1TuKQYaXI/AAAAAAAAAB4/9q29mZdOGt8/s1600-h/island.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/R_1TuKQYaXI/AAAAAAAAAB4/9q29mZdOGt8/s320/island.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187394398292830578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The second picture was taken outside our window on the 16th floor at the Westin Hotel.  It's just a picture of Long beach and to me it shows just how lively the city can be with all the different buildings.  And i didnt want to touch up the photo because i wanted to show the beauty of air polution...haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/R_1TuaQYaYI/AAAAAAAAACA/iP-PFHNeYJQ/s320/longbeach.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/R_1TuaQYaYI/AAAAAAAAACA/iP-PFHNeYJQ/s320/longbeach.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187394402587797890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336097985345932661-8556386635367213946?l=thealyssarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thealyssarae.blogspot.com/feeds/8556386635367213946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336097985345932661&amp;postID=8556386635367213946&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336097985345932661/posts/default/8556386635367213946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336097985345932661/posts/default/8556386635367213946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thealyssarae.blogspot.com/2008/04/long-beach.html' title='Long Beach'/><author><name>alyssa rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12467397032466483289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/R_1TuKQYaXI/AAAAAAAAAB4/9q29mZdOGt8/s72-c/island.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336097985345932661.post-4465127220238930409</id><published>2008-04-09T00:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T14:58:49.801-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>First Written Blog</title><content type='html'>So as my first written blog i wish i could give you something entertaining or something juicy to read...but nope sorry i've got nothing.  It's 12:37 AM,  I've been pretty much staying up late for the past weeks enjoying it while i can.  Yesterday, on tuesday, i just started this new blog deal.  I think it's pretty exciting.  I mainly wanted one for a place to store my photo's but i guess you can say im bored and thought i'd give you something to read.  So what's been going on in my life you might ask?  Well, i recently quit the infamous Big 5 job because they made a huge hissy fit about me not working sundays.  But praise God that he's sovereign and takes care of his children.  Last week i got hired to work for Uncle Omar as yes...a tele-marketer.  A job is a job right?  I'm happy and content, it's awesome that i'll be working for someone who is not only my boss but a brother in Christ!  Oh, I go back to school on thursday.  Sometimes school can be very hard and i lack the motivation to go.  Especially now that i've found out that i'll be attending school this summer its kinda put a damper on me.  It's a praise that since i'll be taking summer classes i'll be able to finish school by March 09 but i'm also praying that it wont affect summer ministries (Volleyball, summer camp, going to COV).  But i keep reminding myself, all i have to do is endure through 1 more year and then i'm off into the real world, where sharks can bite, yay!  Graduating at the age of 20?! Who would have known!  Ok, well i think thats enough rambling for now.  I hope you enjoy reading my blogs and looking at my photo's.  I try.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)Alyssa Rae&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6336097985345932661-4465127220238930409?l=thealyssarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thealyssarae.blogspot.com/feeds/4465127220238930409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6336097985345932661&amp;postID=4465127220238930409&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336097985345932661/posts/default/4465127220238930409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6336097985345932661/posts/default/4465127220238930409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thealyssarae.blogspot.com/2008/04/first-written-blog.html' title='First Written Blog'/><author><name>alyssa rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12467397032466483289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6336097985345932661.post-3103847767056026377</id><published>2008-04-08T15:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T21:12:22.627-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><title type='text'>Outside my Door</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nD_JddAyY-I/R_vysKKaUZI/AAAAAAAAABo/LdKrm-LyRwY/s1600-h/n1060470027_40163_853.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; 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