<?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-551363485931873741</id><updated>2012-01-09T10:33:04.215-08:00</updated><category term='Summer'/><category term='pictures'/><category term='Heartbreak'/><category term='Family'/><category term='California'/><category term='Music'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='No-Spend November'/><category term='Friends'/><category term='Thoughts'/><category term='Harry Potter'/><category term='Weird'/><category term='Happiness'/><category term='London'/><category term='Inspiration'/><category term='BYU'/><category term='Love Notes'/><category term='Videos'/><category term='Life'/><category term='Ranting'/><category term='Lusting'/><category term='Halloween'/><category term='Projects'/><category term='Food'/><category term='Birthdays'/><category term='Literature'/><category term='My Faith'/><category term='Happy List'/><category term='Fall'/><category term='Lists'/><category term='Funny'/><category term='Style'/><category term='Cuteness'/><category term='Awkward and Awesome'/><category term='School'/><title type='text'>Little Dailies</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Alexa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18309825803508561612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k8BscDNDfJ8/TYqDF9Bg3fI/AAAAAAAAAr8/DKoTIJvWbZU/s220/IMG_0578Edit.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>173</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551363485931873741.post-7510997969237993602</id><published>2012-01-09T10:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T10:33:04.229-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Blog!</title><content type='html'>I'm sorry to leave you all hanging for forever, but I have a new blog! I decided to switch over to Wordpress, which I think I like a little bit better. Take a gander over there! &lt;a href="http://alexajustesen.wordpress.com/"&gt;alexajustesen.wordpress.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551363485931873741-7510997969237993602?l=alexajustesen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/feeds/7510997969237993602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2012/01/new-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/7510997969237993602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/7510997969237993602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2012/01/new-blog.html' title='New Blog!'/><author><name>Alexa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18309825803508561612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k8BscDNDfJ8/TYqDF9Bg3fI/AAAAAAAAAr8/DKoTIJvWbZU/s220/IMG_0578Edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551363485931873741.post-7090875722324582843</id><published>2011-12-01T21:12:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T21:44:29.134-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BYU'/><title type='text'>Packages from moms are awesome</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hello there! Can you believe it's December 1st? Not I. Where has the year gone?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Can you believe I graduate in two weeks? Not I.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There's some serious doubting going on over here. Am I really ready to graduate into adult life? Sometimes I question that. Like when I get super excited to watch The Santa Clause on ABC Family, which I did tonight. Don't know if that's a very adult thing to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But it's all okay because SOMEONE made candy cane/chocolate fudge ice cream pie tonight. Maybe I'm turning into a domestic goddess. That or I just really wanted an excuse to eat Dreyers' limited edition candy cane ice cream. Either way, Christmas is here folks. There's no stopping it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Also, thanks Mom for the Christmas package! The tights are great, and I was nervous this would be the first year EVER that I wouldn't have a chocolate advent calendar. But of course you came through. 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How was your Thanksgiving? Mine was great. We spent it with my mom's family in Lake Tahoe, and we have two more glorious days here. We spent yesterday watching the parade, going for a walk down to the lake, standing on the California/Nevada state line, eating of course, and playing card games. All in all, a good Thanksgiving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am grateful for so many things. My family, the &lt;a href="http://mormon.org/"&gt;gospel&lt;/a&gt;, my education, and after an accident this week, a new appreciation for my car and that it will still work after I get it fixed. And that both drivers were okay. I'm also grateful that Christmas is now here! Let the festivities begin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551363485931873741-599571883758097416?l=alexajustesen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/feeds/599571883758097416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2011/11/happy-thanksgiving-back.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/599571883758097416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/599571883758097416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2011/11/happy-thanksgiving-back.html' title='Happy Thanksgiving Back'/><author><name>Alexa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18309825803508561612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k8BscDNDfJ8/TYqDF9Bg3fI/AAAAAAAAAr8/DKoTIJvWbZU/s220/IMG_0578Edit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_W51MV8bh8k/Ts_lz5WiqbI/AAAAAAAABfw/3qZer5faPA0/s72-c/IMG_6922.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551363485931873741.post-7816905577030336433</id><published>2011-11-16T23:23:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T23:51:49.495-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happiness'/><title type='text'>Grateful</title><content type='html'>This week I have quite a bit to be grateful for. Here are just a few of those things, and I'm constantly amazed at them:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I got a job as an in-house editor for a publishing company in Lindon. With a full-time position offered once I graduate.&lt;br /&gt;2. I found out today I received an internship at &lt;a href="http://ldsliving.com/"&gt;LDS Living&lt;/a&gt; magazine for next winter semester!&lt;br /&gt;3. The magazine I'm currently working for, &lt;a href="http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2011/09/stowaway.html"&gt;Stowaway&lt;/a&gt;, featured an essay I wrote as the staff essay to be published in the Spring 2012 issue. BYU even did a news story about the magazine, and you can see my little face a couple of times, right &lt;a href="http://byutv.org/watch/b5c69286-efd8-442d-af7c-3f0933f7bf3a"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;4. My hope has been restored in the male population. Real men do exist, girls. I found one. :)&lt;br /&gt;5. I get to spend a few days at Lake Tahoe with my family next week for Thanksgiving. And I couldn't be happier about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a year or so of getting a few bumps and bruises, the end of 2011 is shaping up to be a good one. As I was talking to my mom on the phone today, I joked with her that I'm kind of waiting for something bad to happen because I've felt so spoiled with all these blessings! She of course told me to stop thinking that way. It reminded me of one of my favorite quotes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="goog_731011723"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_731011724"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pjiEeSguYxE/TsS7_ly5dEI/AAAAAAAABNk/0xUKAe2dh1Q/s1600/search.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="340" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pjiEeSguYxE/TsS7_ly5dEI/AAAAAAAABNk/0xUKAe2dh1Q/s400/search.jpeg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Via &lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/alexaj24/words/"&gt;Pinterest&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Blessings come, guys. I've been so overwhelmed with the amazing things that have happened to me in the past few weeks, but it's strengthened my testimony that Heavenly Father really does love us and that, after the storm, the clouds clear up and things get better. Sometimes it's hard to trust in the Lord (believe me, I know), but He always comes through. Don't ever doubt that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551363485931873741-7816905577030336433?l=alexajustesen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/feeds/7816905577030336433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2011/11/grateful.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/7816905577030336433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/7816905577030336433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2011/11/grateful.html' title='Grateful'/><author><name>Alexa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18309825803508561612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k8BscDNDfJ8/TYqDF9Bg3fI/AAAAAAAAAr8/DKoTIJvWbZU/s220/IMG_0578Edit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pjiEeSguYxE/TsS7_ly5dEI/AAAAAAAABNk/0xUKAe2dh1Q/s72-c/search.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551363485931873741.post-83848047687748731</id><published>2011-11-03T22:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T22:57:03.165-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='No-Spend November'/><title type='text'>No-Spend November Has Begun!!</title><content type='html'>Okay ladies and gents, it is Day 3 of No-Spend November. I've had so many people jump on board with this idea, and it's exciting! How has it been going? So far I've spent $40 on gas this week. And I turned down a date with myself to Costa Vida. Which was...tough. As I'm sure I have previously stated, I keep Costa Vida in business. Speaking of CV, here's a spending secret. So Costa has a daily $6 special, which is a decently sized meal with a drink included. Each day the special changes, but if you're a student, you can order any special on any day. Six bucks, folks!!! But this time, instead of eating out, it's an extra $6 I saved. Instead I ate at home, which was actually pretty good! Lemon garlic spaghetti is yummy. And cheap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So like I promised, I'm doing some research about some money-saving ideas. But until I find some great tips for you guys, here are a few things I've found that I'll let you know about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Have you discovered Winco? I just did a few weeks ago. Yes, it's a little far if you live in Provo, but once a month or so it's definitely worth the trip. Because it's employee-owned, somehow their prices are able to remain lower. $2.00 Special K? Yes please. Parmesan cheese, which I cook quite a bit with, is about $3-4 for a block rather than the $5-7 at other grocery stores. Guys, this place is a gold mine. &lt;a href="http://wincofoods.com/"&gt;Wincofoods.com&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;has some great coupons, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Plato's Closet and Trendy Xchange are both consignment stores in the Provo/Orem area. I will freely admit that I'm a clothes horse. And I don't wear a lot of what I own. So every month I clean out my entire closet and sell some of the good quality things I don't wear anymore to one of these places. I've made up to $75 in one go on my old clothes. And if you don't mind the idea of wearing clothes that someone else has worn a few times before, stores like these are great places to shop. Remember when I fell in love with &lt;a href="http://www.alexajustesen.blogspot.com/#!/2011/08/quite-steal.html"&gt;these shoes&lt;/a&gt;? Consignment store, baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have some great saving tips? Want to guest post on this lovely little blog? Leave a comment below. Also check out what my friend Breanna has to say about her No-Spend November experience over &lt;a href="http://breannabyu.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. Nighty-night! I'll leave you with this little gem. Don't judge me, but I might do this to my little chitlins someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="360" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/_YQpbzQ6gzs" width="640"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551363485931873741-83848047687748731?l=alexajustesen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/feeds/83848047687748731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2011/11/no-spend-november-has-begun.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/83848047687748731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/83848047687748731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2011/11/no-spend-november-has-begun.html' title='No-Spend November Has Begun!!'/><author><name>Alexa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18309825803508561612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k8BscDNDfJ8/TYqDF9Bg3fI/AAAAAAAAAr8/DKoTIJvWbZU/s220/IMG_0578Edit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/_YQpbzQ6gzs/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551363485931873741.post-7303450153175298679</id><published>2011-10-25T23:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T23:34:10.479-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happiness'/><title type='text'>I Feel Pretty</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm just going to resurrect two of my favorite commercials. Aren't days when you feel like this the absolute best?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="360" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/H1Qv-37rLRY" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="360" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/QwY5_IqsDyI" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551363485931873741-7303450153175298679?l=alexajustesen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/feeds/7303450153175298679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-feel-pretty.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/7303450153175298679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/7303450153175298679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-feel-pretty.html' title='I Feel Pretty'/><author><name>Alexa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18309825803508561612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k8BscDNDfJ8/TYqDF9Bg3fI/AAAAAAAAAr8/DKoTIJvWbZU/s220/IMG_0578Edit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/H1Qv-37rLRY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551363485931873741.post-2786403755727140359</id><published>2011-10-20T20:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T20:51:29.629-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='No-Spend November'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>No-Money November</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ESVyJnxxkA8/TqDrxDZQZtI/AAAAAAAABLo/xgLNUr7W2SE/s1600/imgres.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ESVyJnxxkA8/TqDrxDZQZtI/AAAAAAAABLo/xgLNUr7W2SE/s400/imgres.jpeg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/302693432/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Pinterest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"One of the better ways to simplify our lives is to follow the counsel we have so often received to live within our income, stay out of debt, and save for a rainy day. We should practice and increase our habits of thrift, industry, economy, and frugality. Members of a well-managed family do not pay interest; they earn it." L. Tom Perry, "Let Him Do It With Simplicity," November 2008 Ensign&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I've mentioned this before, but for the last couple of months I've been taking care of myself financially (except for my foot. Thank you, parents, for paying that little medical bill). But school, gas, food, and rent have come out of my pocket. And while it can be tough, it's been really fun! I feel like a real adult, learning how to budget and save. My Personal Finance class has definitely been a huge help, as well. Because of this, I decided to do a little challenge next month. I'm going to call it &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;No-Spend November&lt;/span&gt;. I'm not going to buy anything except the essentials: food, gas, and rent. No clothes, no toys, nothing. I want to see if I can do this for a whole month. Want to join me? Leave a comment at the bottom and we'll work on it together. I'll even post tips and tricks I've found to help you save some dinero every day. Here's to saving!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551363485931873741-2786403755727140359?l=alexajustesen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/feeds/2786403755727140359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2011/10/no-money-november.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/2786403755727140359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/2786403755727140359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2011/10/no-money-november.html' title='No-Money November'/><author><name>Alexa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18309825803508561612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k8BscDNDfJ8/TYqDF9Bg3fI/AAAAAAAAAr8/DKoTIJvWbZU/s220/IMG_0578Edit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ESVyJnxxkA8/TqDrxDZQZtI/AAAAAAAABLo/xgLNUr7W2SE/s72-c/imgres.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551363485931873741.post-7737224513820244358</id><published>2011-10-19T20:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T21:34:34.987-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lists'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Awkward and Awesome'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny'/><title type='text'>Awkwards and Awesomes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cT29RF_RTo4/Tp-h1TnB-ZI/AAAAAAAABLg/VZn5PinhnWE/s1600/awkward-is-my-specialty.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cT29RF_RTo4/Tp-h1TnB-ZI/AAAAAAAABLg/VZn5PinhnWE/s400/awkward-is-my-specialty.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665424793424492946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always liked reading the Awkward and Awesome posts that other bloggers have done in the past, but I've never really jumped on that bandwagon. Until now. My life has been so great/bizarre/scary/uplifting/confusing that I have to share. Drumroll please.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Awkward:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Catching two people you know make out in their car. In the parking lot. In broad daylight. No dears, don't stop to wave to me. As you were. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Walking past a couple breaking up in the library. THE LIBRARY? Honey, if he's going to break up with you in the BYU library, where everyone can see you, you don't want to be with him anyway. Although in his defense maybe he decided to do it there so she wouldn't cause a scene.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Falling asleep in my Linguistics class (after a night of 8 hours of sleep, mind you), only to wake up because my leg twitched and kicked the seat in front of me. Hard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Learning how to walk again after removing my medical boot FOR GOOD. I walk like a duck now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Making a phone call at work to a person named "Charles Sheen" and wanting really badly to ask if he was winning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Having a girl from my home ward come up to me on campus and calling me "Whitney," who is my sister. I didn't correct her and pretended, in fact, to be Whitney. Guess that's more awkward for her than for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Rocking out to Celine Dion's "It's All Coming Back to Me Now" in my car at a stoplight, only to realize that a group of guys in the car next to me were pointing and laughing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Speaking in Sacrament Meeting with my Relief Society presidency, all of us with the same topic. And then realizing my entire talk was given before I even got up to speak. I don't do well making things up as I go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Awesome:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Going to a Stake Relief Society fireside only to be told exactly what I need to hear. Life is good! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Discovering WinCo and all the money it saves me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Getting the afore-mentioned medical boot off FOR GOOD!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Costa Vida dinners with my friend Kaitlin. And opening up a Costa Vida points card because we all know I keep them in business.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Knowing that my mom and little brother are coming to visit me this weekend. Hooray! I need my mom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Finding the best place to buy clothes. Maybe if you're nice I'll share my secret. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- The Fall leaves in Provo Canyon. I don't think I've ever seen anything as beautiful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Halloween is 11 days away! What are YOU going to be?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There you have it. My life is awkward and awesome. I would say about 60% awkward and 40% awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551363485931873741-7737224513820244358?l=alexajustesen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/feeds/7737224513820244358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2011/10/awkwards-and-awesomes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/7737224513820244358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/7737224513820244358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2011/10/awkwards-and-awesomes.html' title='Awkwards and Awesomes'/><author><name>Alexa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18309825803508561612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k8BscDNDfJ8/TYqDF9Bg3fI/AAAAAAAAAr8/DKoTIJvWbZU/s220/IMG_0578Edit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cT29RF_RTo4/Tp-h1TnB-ZI/AAAAAAAABLg/VZn5PinhnWE/s72-c/awkward-is-my-specialty.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551363485931873741.post-7437058569795874532</id><published>2011-10-16T22:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T22:43:21.762-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy List'/><title type='text'>Of Being Happy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's to another week of being happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Packages in the mail from Mom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. &lt;a href="http://lds.org/general-conference/sessions/2011/10?lang=eng"&gt;General Conference&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. WinCo. It's a bit of a drive, but definitely worth the savings every once in a while.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. After today, I won't have to speak in Sacrament meeting for a long time to come. Hopefully.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Stake Relief Society firesides in which the speaker says exactly what I needed to hear. There's nothing wrong with being unmarried at 22!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. Knowing that I might get to visit Washington, D.C. in the Spring. &lt;a href="http://www.nationalcherryblossomfestival.org/"&gt;D.C. Cherry Blossom Festival, here I come!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7-aRjeqHUAA/Tpu_2x1abCI/AAAAAAAABLI/uNBdPGL0-6A/s400/cherry-blossom-1.jpeg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 260px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664331904159738914" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. Knowing that Thanksgiving in Lake Tahoe is getting closer and closer by the minute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. Internship interviews! Not so happy: waiting to hear back from them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. Father of the Bride parts 1 and 2 on Netflix.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. Finally being able to exercise again after this darn foot injury.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What makes &lt;i&gt;you &lt;/i&gt;happy?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551363485931873741-7437058569795874532?l=alexajustesen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/feeds/7437058569795874532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2011/10/of-being-happy.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/7437058569795874532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/7437058569795874532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2011/10/of-being-happy.html' title='Of Being Happy'/><author><name>Alexa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18309825803508561612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k8BscDNDfJ8/TYqDF9Bg3fI/AAAAAAAAAr8/DKoTIJvWbZU/s220/IMG_0578Edit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7-aRjeqHUAA/Tpu_2x1abCI/AAAAAAAABLI/uNBdPGL0-6A/s72-c/cherry-blossom-1.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551363485931873741.post-8951921452632906376</id><published>2011-10-14T18:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T18:30:37.899-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Videos'/><title type='text'>I'm a Mormon</title><content type='html'>This is great.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;iframe width="640" height="360" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/4PF0h7oqUEQ" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To find out more about what I believe, visit &lt;a href="mormon.org"&gt;mormon.org&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551363485931873741-8951921452632906376?l=alexajustesen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/feeds/8951921452632906376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2011/10/im-mormon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/8951921452632906376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/8951921452632906376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2011/10/im-mormon.html' title='I&apos;m a Mormon'/><author><name>Alexa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18309825803508561612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k8BscDNDfJ8/TYqDF9Bg3fI/AAAAAAAAAr8/DKoTIJvWbZU/s220/IMG_0578Edit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/4PF0h7oqUEQ/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551363485931873741.post-7354228443150975052</id><published>2011-10-03T10:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T10:31:03.309-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>GC Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I had a lovely little weekend. I spent the majority of it watching &lt;a href="http://lds.org/general-conference/watch?lang=eng"&gt;General Conference&lt;/a&gt;. It was perfect. Cinnamon rolls, warm Fall weather, and even a session at the Conference Center made it the perfect weekend. I think the most exciting thing, however, is that President Monson announced that Provo will be getting a second &lt;a href="http://lds.org/church/temples?lang=eng"&gt;temple&lt;/a&gt;! The Provo Tabernacle, which burned down last year, will be renovated and turned into a new temple. Here's what it is supposed to look like:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-leMRnPqxIqY/TonuZ8EBYvI/AAAAAAAABKA/JIDVSYyi7a4/s400/IMG_0708.PNG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659316536154874610" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 179px; " /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Isn't it beautiful?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here are a few other images from the weekend. I wish General Conference was held four times a year instead of just twice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9SqY_o4zNu8/TonxKGquT2I/AAAAAAAABKw/jyLkbufJcv0/s320/IMG_0710.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659319562658533218" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cGHPZWboBnM/Tonwy0ppoOI/AAAAAAAABKo/Bpk9ag3NaeE/s320/IMG_0714.JPG" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659319162685202658" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jxXm9Ln0r_4/Tonv6prNM1I/AAAAAAAABKY/WBbBtUGfhrQ/s320/IMG_0713.JPG" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659318197666263890" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l-I5geQamRg/TonwHs1-1_I/AAAAAAAABKg/2VbTxXMEdjM/s320/DSCN5989.JPG" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659318421855066098" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ECU76_FLGTk/Tonvi73jH7I/AAAAAAAABKQ/rKy4MR6BV0o/s320/IMG_0711.JPG" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659317790233010098" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551363485931873741-7354228443150975052?l=alexajustesen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/feeds/7354228443150975052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2011/10/gc-weekend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/7354228443150975052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/7354228443150975052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2011/10/gc-weekend.html' title='GC Weekend'/><author><name>Alexa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18309825803508561612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k8BscDNDfJ8/TYqDF9Bg3fI/AAAAAAAAAr8/DKoTIJvWbZU/s220/IMG_0578Edit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-leMRnPqxIqY/TonuZ8EBYvI/AAAAAAAABKA/JIDVSYyi7a4/s72-c/IMG_0708.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551363485931873741.post-6748874351998962899</id><published>2011-09-29T13:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T13:35:45.108-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BYU'/><title type='text'>Stowaway</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v1xBUzPzSAY/ToTVx3etX4I/AAAAAAAABJ4/lCZ2L89Q2jA/s400/311293_10150276238587203_187540722202_8236304_1014171970_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657882084567244674" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 306px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hi there folks, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to take a quick second to tell you about the magazine I'm working for this semester, called &lt;i&gt;Stowaway&lt;/i&gt;. This is a completely student-run magazine, and it's for my editing capstone class. &lt;i&gt;Stowaway &lt;/i&gt;is a travel magazine for  college students and young adults, and let me tell you, it's a really cool magazine. We feature stories from places all over the world as well as cool ideas for what to do in those places. I'm currently working as a writer and as the Senior Features editor, and it has been an amazing experience so far.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--GDJ5VdoC8s/ToTVxmQRgsI/AAAAAAAABJw/419Vp1yu-Js/s400/163737_484430877202_187540722202_6522991_3191131_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657882079943295682" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 316px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The &lt;i&gt;Stowaway &lt;/i&gt;staff is really trying to push our advertising for it, so if you like me, please take a peek! Visit &lt;a href="http://www.stowawaymag.com/"&gt;stowawaymag.com&lt;/a&gt; and like it on &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/Stowaway-Magazine/187540722202"&gt;Face&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/Stowaway-Magazine/187540722202"&gt;book&lt;/a&gt;. The Fall issue will be rolling out next week, and it's one of the most beautiful things I've ever seen. We're also holding a photography contest. If you have any neat travel photos, submit them to stowawaymag@gmail.com by October 14, 2011. If you are selected you'll be published in the magazine next year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EB3nhU1l7Yc/ToTVxYd4FhI/AAAAAAAABJo/wpltXpXNB3w/s400/14536_192709312202_187540722202_3571787_811172_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657882076242253330" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 309px; height: 400px; " /&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/551363485931873741-6748874351998962899?l=alexajustesen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/feeds/6748874351998962899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2011/09/stowaway.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/6748874351998962899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/6748874351998962899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2011/09/stowaway.html' title='Stowaway'/><author><name>Alexa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18309825803508561612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k8BscDNDfJ8/TYqDF9Bg3fI/AAAAAAAAAr8/DKoTIJvWbZU/s220/IMG_0578Edit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v1xBUzPzSAY/ToTVx3etX4I/AAAAAAAABJ4/lCZ2L89Q2jA/s72-c/311293_10150276238587203_187540722202_8236304_1014171970_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551363485931873741.post-3892767278456037457</id><published>2011-09-27T22:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T10:34:03.800-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy List'/><title type='text'>Being Happy</title><content type='html'>I borrowed this "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;happ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;y list&lt;/span&gt;" idea from one of my favorite blogs, the &lt;a href="http://taza-and-husband.blogspot.com/2011/09/heres-to-happiness.html"&gt;Rockstar Diaries&lt;/a&gt;, and I want to make it a regular feature on this here little blog. Here's to being happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GTiNjbg7FSw/ToNXu4sJa3I/AAAAAAAABJY/sEsEcHPgPGk/s400/DSCN4198.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657462019910626162" style="float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Fall colors on the mountains. I'm excited to take a drive through Provo canyon sometime soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Fall food! Apple pies and cinnamon rolls and pumpkin pancakes make me feel all warm inside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Knowing that my foot is healing and knowing that in 5 more days I can hopefully get rid of the darn boot and crutches forever. Also, I'm thankful for my handicap parking pass. It has proved to be useful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_QgduO3oyjM/ToNYRjhszQI/AAAAAAAABJg/vxbw7KUowkY/s400/DSCN5010.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657462615525084418" style="float: right; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&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;4. My calling in the &lt;a href="http://lds.org/service/serving-in-the-church/relief-society?lang=eng"&gt;Relief Society&lt;/a&gt; presidency. I've been able to work with some incredible girls who strengthen my testimony.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Soft sweaters. Enough said.&lt;/div&gt;6. Phone calls with Mom. She's the best.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. This final semester. I love each and every one of my classes, and I have some incredible professors.&lt;div&gt;8. &lt;a href="http://lds.org/church/events/all-members-invited-to-participate-in-october-general-conference?lang=eng"&gt;General Conference&lt;/a&gt; weekend. I'm so looking forward to Saturday and Sunday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. The fact that I get compliments when I manage to wear a high heel with my little black boot. It's a skill guys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. Starbuck's hot chocolate. It's that time of year again, folks. Who wants to petition with me to get a Starbuck's a little closer to my&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;apartment?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What makes you happy? Leave a comment and I'll feature it.&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/551363485931873741-3892767278456037457?l=alexajustesen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/feeds/3892767278456037457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2011/09/being-happy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/3892767278456037457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/3892767278456037457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2011/09/being-happy.html' title='Being Happy'/><author><name>Alexa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18309825803508561612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k8BscDNDfJ8/TYqDF9Bg3fI/AAAAAAAAAr8/DKoTIJvWbZU/s220/IMG_0578Edit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GTiNjbg7FSw/ToNXu4sJa3I/AAAAAAAABJY/sEsEcHPgPGk/s72-c/DSCN4198.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551363485931873741.post-2712079329079460786</id><published>2011-09-24T13:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T13:39:08.974-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><title type='text'>Photographia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;My lovely leggy roommate, Rachel, took some pictures of us last weekend. She's an amazing photographer, and I wanted to show off some of her work. Check out her website at &lt;a href="http://rachelhphotography.com/"&gt;rachelhphotography.com&lt;/a&gt;. She is AM-AHHHH-ZING!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WKiiB39iBIQ/Tn5Equl9jrI/AAAAAAAABIY/9Esm5F1V8X0/s1600/DSC_3196.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WKiiB39iBIQ/Tn5Equl9jrI/AAAAAAAABIY/9Esm5F1V8X0/s400/DSC_3196.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656033682876370610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JoIFWJWCduw/Tn5ErMt0UnI/AAAAAAAABIo/prCQITlDseM/s1600/DSC_3248.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JoIFWJWCduw/Tn5ErMt0UnI/AAAAAAAABIo/prCQITlDseM/s400/DSC_3248.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656033690962383474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eJcypzSqFgA/Tn5Eroj3S6I/AAAAAAAABI4/VucOmq2T_h8/s1600/DSC_3347.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9Xk9adoLyhU/Tn5EqyIAlMI/AAAAAAAABIg/PrY6wm9aeIU/s400/DSC_3197.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656033683824481474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YjhCsz2JKus/Tn5ER6DBxiI/AAAAAAAABIQ/dX8apgi0-WI/s1600/DSC_3195.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YjhCsz2JKus/Tn5ER6DBxiI/AAAAAAAABIQ/dX8apgi0-WI/s400/DSC_3195.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656033256454342178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lElJ9-WqkQA/Tn5ERiWyHzI/AAAAAAAABII/9jmVBJGrI5g/s1600/DSC_3194.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MYADyDa-K9A/Tn5EQ38ANpI/AAAAAAAABH4/YCC7xzoMqFg/s400/DSC_3191.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656033238708139666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0mEHx5Edlag/Tn5EQmiMvvI/AAAAAAAABHw/pMcPuL6zw3o/s1600/DSC_3190.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0mEHx5Edlag/Tn5EQmiMvvI/AAAAAAAABHw/pMcPuL6zw3o/s400/DSC_3190.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656033234036506354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551363485931873741-2712079329079460786?l=alexajustesen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/feeds/2712079329079460786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2011/09/photographia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/2712079329079460786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/2712079329079460786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2011/09/photographia.html' title='Photographia'/><author><name>Alexa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18309825803508561612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k8BscDNDfJ8/TYqDF9Bg3fI/AAAAAAAAAr8/DKoTIJvWbZU/s220/IMG_0578Edit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WKiiB39iBIQ/Tn5Equl9jrI/AAAAAAAABIY/9Esm5F1V8X0/s72-c/DSC_3196.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551363485931873741.post-4814312678135121772</id><published>2011-09-21T11:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T11:22:37.042-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><title type='text'>The Green Monster</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We're talking food today, folks. Or I guess smoothies. I know, I know. Fall's coming and cold smoothies are on their way out. But until it's a cool 50 degrees outside, We're going to talk about them. Have you heard of the Green Monster smoothie? I'm sure you have. I'm usually about two steps behind everyone else in the world. I found the recipe on &lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/185853787/"&gt;Pinterest&lt;/a&gt;, and I've been addicted to it ever since. The best part about this smoothie is that it's customizable. Combine whatever fruits, juices, and yogurt flavors you want. The key ingredient is what makes it a green monster...spinach. Yep, spinach. I'll admit I'm not the biggest fan of spinach (especially when it's cooked), but I did some research. Each little baby leaf is chock full of vitamins, it's a good source of heart health, and it protects your vision. Also, ladies, &lt;a href="http://www.fitnessmagazine.com/recipes/healthy-eating/superfoods/top-10-superfoods-for-skin-and-hair/?page=3"&gt;Fitness Magazine&lt;/a&gt; lists it as one of their super foods for healthy skin and hair...HELLO. Who would say no to that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Because I can't do much cardio exercise at the moment (read about that whole saga &lt;a href="http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2011/09/gimp.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;), I've been trying to eat as healthy as possible. This smoothie fits in perfectly because it's low in calories. Here is my little take on the Green Monster:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1 big handful of fresh, clean spinach (you can't taste it, so load it into your blender)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1/3 cup milk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1/3 cup orange juice (or juice of your choice)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1/2 frozen banana&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1/2 cup frozen strawberries&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1 tablespoon vanilla yogurt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1/2 cup frozen blueberries&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3 ice cubes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;splash of honey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Blend blend, blend! And then, enjoy and bask in the glory of healthiness. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OE2TapDt8PI/TnoqqkPoIkI/AAAAAAAABHo/SsoNwciuaCs/s400/Photo%2B101.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654879192889172546" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&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/551363485931873741-4814312678135121772?l=alexajustesen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/feeds/4814312678135121772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2011/09/green-monster.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/4814312678135121772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/4814312678135121772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2011/09/green-monster.html' title='The Green Monster'/><author><name>Alexa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18309825803508561612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k8BscDNDfJ8/TYqDF9Bg3fI/AAAAAAAAAr8/DKoTIJvWbZU/s220/IMG_0578Edit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OE2TapDt8PI/TnoqqkPoIkI/AAAAAAAABHo/SsoNwciuaCs/s72-c/Photo%2B101.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551363485931873741.post-2700281290854866940</id><published>2011-09-18T16:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-18T16:44:57.274-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthdays'/><title type='text'>DRJ</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NbxYHDXU0WA/TnaAi3cdwII/AAAAAAAABGU/MJ-AZlcV84w/s1600/217616_2017527195778_1171809738_32547832_6524161_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NbxYHDXU0WA/TnaAi3cdwII/AAAAAAAABGU/MJ-AZlcV84w/s400/217616_2017527195778_1171809738_32547832_6524161_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653847718697484418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know this is a day late, but I want to say happy 17th birthday to my studly little brother, Devin!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wish I could have been there to celebrate it with you, Dev. But I heard you were on a hot date and I didn't want to interrupt. :) Here are some things that I love about Devin:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TpHAJr-Pnik/TnaAja5R1wI/AAAAAAAABGk/9caIrYCdu_4/s400/271378_2296367406609_1171809738_32905325_5338011_o.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 270px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653847728213579522" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He's just about the nicest, kind-hearted guy you'll ever meet. This kid will do anything for you, and then when he's done, he'll ask you if you need anything else. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PV70HdqIuw4/TnaAidKPhwI/AAAAAAAABGE/j3x4lT9x-Bg/s400/58771_1592485770008_1171809738_31762392_3403265_n.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 270px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653847711641732866" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Devin has his own style. He doesn't care what other people think about him, and because of that, he is so much cooler! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YZ4Qe1hMlQY/TnaAilJrXaI/AAAAAAAABGM/ND_C_YkKPbw/s400/208060_1003646729400_1171809738_30017621_9438_n%2B%25281%2529.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 264px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653847713786846626" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Devin is a peacemaker. He never fights with anyone, and he has this calmness that he carries with him. He's laid-back and chill. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L6Gz9SOel2c/TnaAjGaaU8I/AAAAAAAABGc/Egzw8yl3PgI/s400/221754_2035117635528_1171809738_32575601_7502491_n.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 384px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653847722715403202" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lastly, you can't beat this kid's sense of humor. If I'm having a hard day, I call him and end up laughing my little heart out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy birthday, Devin! I'm sad you won't be joining me in good ol' Provo next year, but that doesn't mean we can't have some fun road trips. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551363485931873741-2700281290854866940?l=alexajustesen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/feeds/2700281290854866940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2011/09/drj.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/2700281290854866940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/2700281290854866940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2011/09/drj.html' title='DRJ'/><author><name>Alexa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18309825803508561612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k8BscDNDfJ8/TYqDF9Bg3fI/AAAAAAAAAr8/DKoTIJvWbZU/s220/IMG_0578Edit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NbxYHDXU0WA/TnaAi3cdwII/AAAAAAAABGU/MJ-AZlcV84w/s72-c/217616_2017527195778_1171809738_32547832_6524161_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551363485931873741.post-6304386551403749034</id><published>2011-09-17T00:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T01:05:21.755-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BYU'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny'/><title type='text'>Gimp.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Two weeks ago, I went and got myself injured. And how did I do it? Tripping and falling while running around outside. Guys, it's not even a good story! And because I'm really bad at taking care of myself (I'd like to think it's because I'm busy taking care of other people), I waited a whole week to see a doctor. Walking on it was a pain, but I convinced myself that it wasn't that bad, and that seeing a doctor would be a waste of time and money. Wrong. After looking like an idiot walking around campus with a severe limp, and after much convincing from my mama, I got my first ever X-ray. And here is what we found:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RZH3vPhGdho/TnRJMLkGcbI/AAAAAAAABFk/XOzkQ9yCY4k/s400/view-1.jpeg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 239px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653223905868280242" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First off, no, this is not my foot. I googled "fractured third metatarsal bone" and I found this picture. But it's identical. Can you believe doctors are apparently too high tech now to send you home with an image of your X-ray? Now they just look at them on their computers. I was so excited to hang mine on my fridge with a big gold star stuck to it. But nope. I have to search for pictures that look like what's going on inside my foot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I got one of these beauties:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xjIPH79KYLg/TnRL0MydN1I/AAAAAAAABFs/3pDFFT0pFMw/s400/5752878157_04b17212cc.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653226792414951250" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This, ladies and gents, is called a Cam walker. It's a sexy little boot that goes with everything. And lucky me, I get to accessorize everything I wear with it for at least 3 WEEKS, maybe longer. Let's not mention that, every time I tear the velcro straps off to remove the thing, I can hear dogs howl because it's so loud. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also got a nice pair of crutches, courtesy of the BYU Health Center. Raise your hand if you've ever had to use crutches. Raise your hand if you've ever had to use them on campus. Raise your hand if you experienced intense sweat sessions hobbling from class to class, as well as weird bruising and soreness under your armpits and on the palms of your hands. Also, raise your hand if people have shushed you while you walked through the library because your crutches were loud. Raise your hand if you used your crutch as a weapon against the shusher because they obviously deserved a whack in the leg for not being considerate to a gimp. Crutches may be convenient (especially as a weapon), but it took me about 5 minutes of using them to learn that they are of the devil. I kind of want one of these cool contraptions:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FDbkHgVZ_wQ/TnROlw541GI/AAAAAAAABF0/eJkk-yhk60U/s400/images.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653229842946643042" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 168px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I always see students zipping around on campus with these! Or maybe I'll get a Jazzy. Or a Razor scooter. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know I'm complaining. But I promise that there are benefits to being injured, like this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sO3uU-_zhVM/TnRPpHhykQI/AAAAAAAABF8/bmFS4kizIfQ/s400/320272_10150382230502317_556082316_10321816_750322077_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653231000070820098" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No, I will not cheat and use it until it expires. The minute I'm healed it's going away. But until I'm no longer a gimp, this is the greatest thing ever! Take me with you and I can even bring it in your car. Maybe I'm just asking myself to be used...Also, guys on campus are oh so great when it comes to opening doors for me. Thanks boys! And yes, my injury is a great conversation-starter. Props to those who have taken advantage of that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, did you know that BYU has this elite crutch/gimp club? I didn't until now. You know how motorcyclists all have that side wave they do when passing another motorcycle? (I know this after years of riding with my dad) Well, there's something similar on campus. You see someone else with crutches and you do the head nod (obviously the wave wouldn't work as our hands are too busy having uncomfortable pressure put on them as we attempt to walk). The nod says it all: "Yes, you look miserable. Yes, I know I do, too. We get what each other is going through." It's taken me four and a half years at BYU, but now I feel like I've arrived with this exclusive little club.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, that's the end of it. I have been called a gimp a total of 57 times in the last two weeks, and I'm starting to forget my real name. Someone please remind me once I'm healed, mmkay?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551363485931873741-6304386551403749034?l=alexajustesen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/feeds/6304386551403749034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2011/09/gimp.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/6304386551403749034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/6304386551403749034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2011/09/gimp.html' title='Gimp.'/><author><name>Alexa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18309825803508561612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k8BscDNDfJ8/TYqDF9Bg3fI/AAAAAAAAAr8/DKoTIJvWbZU/s220/IMG_0578Edit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RZH3vPhGdho/TnRJMLkGcbI/AAAAAAAABFk/XOzkQ9yCY4k/s72-c/view-1.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551363485931873741.post-5771434012019692670</id><published>2011-09-11T06:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T06:45:05.491-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heartbreak'/><title type='text'>We Remember</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cBUVhLWT8YM/Tmy7Jq4MBzI/AAAAAAAABFc/l1R-87hpotY/s1600/September-11-2001.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 264px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cBUVhLWT8YM/Tmy7Jq4MBzI/AAAAAAAABFc/l1R-87hpotY/s400/September-11-2001.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651097407246305074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6dqo5xAbsOM/Tmy5Lai5cpI/AAAAAAAABFU/IZt8evepSC4/s1600/firemen-flag-9-11-2001-b1.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 312px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6dqo5xAbsOM/Tmy5Lai5cpI/AAAAAAAABFU/IZt8evepSC4/s400/firemen-flag-9-11-2001-b1.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651095238198522514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551363485931873741-5771434012019692670?l=alexajustesen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/feeds/5771434012019692670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2011/09/we-remember.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/5771434012019692670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/5771434012019692670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2011/09/we-remember.html' title='We Remember'/><author><name>Alexa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18309825803508561612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k8BscDNDfJ8/TYqDF9Bg3fI/AAAAAAAAAr8/DKoTIJvWbZU/s220/IMG_0578Edit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cBUVhLWT8YM/Tmy7Jq4MBzI/AAAAAAAABFc/l1R-87hpotY/s72-c/September-11-2001.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551363485931873741.post-5806786206638659277</id><published>2011-09-05T18:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T19:09:19.941-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BYU'/><title type='text'>Back to School, Back to School</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--7Fw71Fzkt8/TmV-Odu_PvI/AAAAAAAABFI/I8RHSLRk_5Q/s1600/top-10-adam-sandler-movies-20080604005244966.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--7Fw71Fzkt8/TmV-Odu_PvI/AAAAAAAABFI/I8RHSLRk_5Q/s400/top-10-adam-sandler-movies-20080604005244966.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649060094571134706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;School started this week, and I'll admit I kind of feel like the above image - a super senior amongst babies. Or in my case, 18 year olds. But I think it'll be a good semester. I love my classes, my professors, and my classmates. And I'm trying to appreciate every last second I have here at BYU. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So far the semester has kicked off pretty well! My job is good, and I just got called as the first counselor in my Relief Society, which keeps me pretty busy. But I've loved every minute of it. Anywho, this was just a little update, and now it's back to homework!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551363485931873741-5806786206638659277?l=alexajustesen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/feeds/5806786206638659277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2011/09/back-to-school-back-to-school.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/5806786206638659277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/5806786206638659277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2011/09/back-to-school-back-to-school.html' title='Back to School, Back to School'/><author><name>Alexa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18309825803508561612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k8BscDNDfJ8/TYqDF9Bg3fI/AAAAAAAAAr8/DKoTIJvWbZU/s220/IMG_0578Edit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--7Fw71Fzkt8/TmV-Odu_PvI/AAAAAAAABFI/I8RHSLRk_5Q/s72-c/top-10-adam-sandler-movies-20080604005244966.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551363485931873741.post-8763021714074710464</id><published>2011-08-17T20:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T21:08:52.019-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love Notes'/><title type='text'>Mother Dearest</title><content type='html'>Dear Mom,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Happy birthday! I hope it's been a great one and I'm glad that I've been able to spend it at home with you. You are an amazing example to me of selfless service, an example of someone who will jump at the chance to provide help to someone in need. You are an example to me of someone who will fiercely defend her children. You have gone to bat for me countless times, and for that I am extremely grateful. You are a loyal mother, wife, and friend, and you honor what you say you will do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Thank you for the countless hours that you've talked to me. I know sometimes I call home too much, have too many stories and sometimes too many tears, and you have shown so much patience. Thank you for the little gifts, the letters, and the care packages left under the seat of my car, in my suitcase when I leave home, and in my mailbox at school. They each mean so much to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Thank you for being an example of beauty. We all know I have a hot mom, and your example of good health has shown me that maybe someday I can look half as good as you. :) But while you are beautiful outside, I don't think it even comes close to the beauty you have on the inside. Your kindness and ability to bethere for someone who needs you is unprecedented. I don't think I've ever met anyone who comes close to you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Thank you for your testimony. Your quiet faith has been an example to me as my testimony has grown and shaped itself over the years. I take it as a compliment whenever someone tells me I look or act like you. No one can say anything nicer to me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I love you, Mom, and I hope this next year shows you lots of happiness. You are an amazing woman, and everyone who knows you better realize how lucky they are to have come across you in their lives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Alexa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Now, I know she might get mad, but here's a little photo montage of my mom. Isn't she beautiful??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 290px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-23h08MFxug0/TkyNIhSIXtI/AAAAAAAABEs/8eEyRq4w72c/s400/Norman35.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642039610701274834" /&gt;  &lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 285px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t3GeBBj_-9k/TkyMRMYgftI/AAAAAAAABEM/Mj1pxlyfmhQ/s400/%252368.tif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642038660198072018" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 316px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VVQY1euxv8Q/TkyM0UoBbLI/AAAAAAAABEU/qH6J2hn7TNs/s400/%252376.tif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642039263706049714" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 280px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rmsBW8MaJEY/TkyNICKAiUI/AAAAAAAABEc/dtEbebGREl8/s400/D%2526D1081.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642039602345707842" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 344px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ReUtCY_Vn0A/TkyNIS4IqjI/AAAAAAAABEk/RyHoViDH8tM/s400/DD1981.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642039606834145842" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Seriously. Hot couple award right here. I have attractive predecessors. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aVHfxpMkjm0/TkyNI6VegnI/AAAAAAAABE0/wVHAqR6kUNQ/s400/DSCN2932.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642039617426195058" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551363485931873741-8763021714074710464?l=alexajustesen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/feeds/8763021714074710464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2011/08/mother-dearest.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/8763021714074710464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/8763021714074710464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2011/08/mother-dearest.html' title='Mother Dearest'/><author><name>Alexa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18309825803508561612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k8BscDNDfJ8/TYqDF9Bg3fI/AAAAAAAAAr8/DKoTIJvWbZU/s220/IMG_0578Edit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-23h08MFxug0/TkyNIhSIXtI/AAAAAAAABEs/8eEyRq4w72c/s72-c/Norman35.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551363485931873741.post-2612866696938999376</id><published>2011-08-17T18:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T20:16:37.074-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lusting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Style'/><title type='text'>A Little Vintage</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today we meandered down the streets of old Folsom, and I came across some AMAZING vintage stores, "Gracefully Vintage" and "Mélange." Guys, after looking around the creative juices started flowing. Take a peek:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7eksVDX7DBE/TkyAi7ag3II/AAAAAAAABCc/vgdfY_x6_RQ/s400/IMG_0623.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642025770741193858" /&gt;  &lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4QkJ60CM4PU/TkyCdZU0KNI/AAAAAAAABDU/EGMBhwMsTu4/s400/IMG_0630.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642027874714396882" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EyKsN3yPx9A/TkyBBll9kiI/AAAAAAAABC0/-A1uSnCGPEo/s400/IMG_0624.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642026297459577378" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UiTFA-5vN54/TkyArhajTCI/AAAAAAAABCk/AG0m7nBzbpw/s400/IMG_0625.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642025918380854306" /&gt;  &lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vGQd9nMcHeI/TkyB8meg3SI/AAAAAAAABDM/AafDHM3Y6Co/s400/IMG_0629.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642027311309053218" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oCjDnNPuO4c/TkyBrb32ORI/AAAAAAAABDE/FB47gOxe2Ww/s400/IMG_0628.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642027016404744466" /&gt;  &lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6PAQ2gucY1Q/TkyBVeCMIaI/AAAAAAAABC8/Nwrzqr3G_mU/s400/IMG_0627.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642026639027872162" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vh4XVmpu3VA/TkyCd11AhQI/AAAAAAAABDk/ZIIjklVkyvY/s400/IMG_0632.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642027882365617410" /&gt;  &lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m3xxsUKS2ak/TkyCdp1nK6I/AAAAAAAABDc/mCu3MRSutf0/s400/IMG_0631.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642027879146924962" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I0nhnbqf7C8/TkyCeX5nDMI/AAAAAAAABD0/XnYM2qKd1N8/s400/IMG_0634.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642027891511725250" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2YlXO7oTvFY/TkyCpwQsRlI/AAAAAAAABEE/PT3Z6qmsL5o/s400/IMG_0637.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642028087029548626" /&gt;  &lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XONdq1F_KK0/TkyCpkAs2VI/AAAAAAAABD8/ItcpxoBIgZ8/s400/IMG_0636.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642028083741251922" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a35gQue9nwU/TkyCeBAk4dI/AAAAAAAABDs/vQpOXh4tzwI/s400/IMG_0633.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642027885366927826" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now THESE are the kinds of vintage stores I love. There were so many things to look at! Isn't that white mirror above gorgeous? After the vintage stores we stopped at Snook's for a little salted caramel, and later in a vintage jewelry store I found a Kate Middleton knock-off ring with real diamonds and a sapphire, and I think I really sort of maybe kind of LOVED it. I adore California!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551363485931873741-2612866696938999376?l=alexajustesen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/feeds/2612866696938999376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2011/08/little-vintage.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/2612866696938999376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/2612866696938999376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2011/08/little-vintage.html' title='A Little Vintage'/><author><name>Alexa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18309825803508561612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k8BscDNDfJ8/TYqDF9Bg3fI/AAAAAAAAAr8/DKoTIJvWbZU/s220/IMG_0578Edit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7eksVDX7DBE/TkyAi7ag3II/AAAAAAAABCc/vgdfY_x6_RQ/s72-c/IMG_0623.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551363485931873741.post-8978759772034002840</id><published>2011-08-16T18:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T20:18:49.966-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='California'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Style'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happiness'/><title type='text'>Quite the steal</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm back home in California for the week, and today my sister introduced me to &lt;a href="http://crossroadstrading.com/"&gt;Crossroads Trading Co.&lt;/a&gt; While I was browsing racks and racks of cool clothes, I came across these little beauties. It was like a spotlight shone on them and angels started singing. The best part about all of this is that I've been eyeing them at &lt;a href="http://www.urbanoutfitters.com/urban/catalog/productdetail.jsp?itemdescription=true&amp;amp;itemCount=80&amp;amp;startValue=1&amp;amp;selectedProductColor=&amp;amp;sortby=&amp;amp;id=17037151&amp;amp;parentid=WOMENS_SHOES&amp;amp;sortProperties=+subCategoryPosition,+product.marketingPriority&amp;amp;navCount=45&amp;amp;navAction=jump&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;pushId=WOMENS_SHOES&amp;amp;popId=WOMENS&amp;amp;prepushId=&amp;amp;selectedProductSize="&gt;Urban Outfitters&lt;/a&gt; since I saw &lt;a href="http://kendieveryday.blogspot.com/2010/10/lazy.html"&gt;Kendi&lt;/a&gt; wear them last December. But for $25 (and they're in 99% perfect condition) instead of $50? Yes please. I love a good deal. Moral of the story: patience pays off, folks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FctjIZb-qvk/TksddBVP_AI/AAAAAAAAA_w/lOqKs8OzUD8/s320/IMG_0621.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641635342622653442" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r7JFpGhs2LE/TksduD4xOaI/AAAAAAAAA_4/4rjwJS1ZdkA/s320/IMG_0622.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641635635366279586" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Also, I was reminded today why I love Auburn, California so much. It's so beautiful. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lmqZ0W6-GD4/Tksem1yXwcI/AAAAAAAABAY/UxBznHkDUdg/s320/IMG_0620.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641636610833891778" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Placer County courthouse&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZbIt8eq_94A/TksemkoBl5I/AAAAAAAABAQ/KDFCHii1JFc/s320/IMG_0619.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641636606227093394" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At the museum with some vintage flapper dresses&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tyuayXzqelc/TksemauYtqI/AAAAAAAABAI/swNRyG809-k/s320/IMG_0618.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641636603569419938" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So cool&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k9yzwmJl03E/TksemCibhwI/AAAAAAAABAA/_f6RiW_lntQ/s320/IMG_0617.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641636597076821762" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The old Auburn Fire Department&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551363485931873741-8978759772034002840?l=alexajustesen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/feeds/8978759772034002840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2011/08/quite-steal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/8978759772034002840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/8978759772034002840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2011/08/quite-steal.html' title='Quite the steal'/><author><name>Alexa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18309825803508561612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k8BscDNDfJ8/TYqDF9Bg3fI/AAAAAAAAAr8/DKoTIJvWbZU/s220/IMG_0578Edit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FctjIZb-qvk/TksddBVP_AI/AAAAAAAAA_w/lOqKs8OzUD8/s72-c/IMG_0621.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551363485931873741.post-5061008828592930637</id><published>2011-08-15T22:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T22:59:20.892-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Projects'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happiness'/><title type='text'>Crafty.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm feeling a little creative today. Therefore, here's a list of my Fall projects.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All via &lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/alexaj24/"&gt;Pinterest&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TioCJDrAWyM/TkoEuonM2dI/AAAAAAAAA-w/KvEjtl8PpFw/s1600/6660146.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 192px; height: 187px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TioCJDrAWyM/TkoEuonM2dI/AAAAAAAAA-w/KvEjtl8PpFw/s400/6660146.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641326682457299410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I love that these are just Coke bottles and Mason jars!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H7Fe9wmSZVY/TkoFflWe_JI/AAAAAAAAA_A/I9EssknCKiE/s400/14064483.jpeg" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 192px; height: 192px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641327523395468434" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I would do the purple flowers in yellow or sage green. I love those colors with gray.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-44aohgk0gHI/TkoF7ihpFpI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/ywvHKisW8Dw/s400/97408495.jpeg" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 192px; height: 134px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641328003673298578" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;These bring out the English major in me. Of course.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5IXGm2lzi1U/TkoGZ-Ddp3I/AAAAAAAAA_g/XJfNFO-tuS4/s400/117041656.jpeg" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 191px; height: 297px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641328526458988402" /&gt;I love the color of this mirror. It would look great on the wall in my room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x2V46ip_apk/TkoBeu3BOEI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/RYs7mT2VOgI/s1600/6660146.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551363485931873741-5061008828592930637?l=alexajustesen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/feeds/5061008828592930637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2011/08/crafty.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/5061008828592930637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/5061008828592930637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2011/08/crafty.html' title='Crafty.'/><author><name>Alexa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18309825803508561612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k8BscDNDfJ8/TYqDF9Bg3fI/AAAAAAAAAr8/DKoTIJvWbZU/s220/IMG_0578Edit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TioCJDrAWyM/TkoEuonM2dI/AAAAAAAAA-w/KvEjtl8PpFw/s72-c/6660146.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551363485931873741.post-2711541235569417197</id><published>2011-08-11T17:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T17:54:21.838-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heartbreak'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer'/><title type='text'>Dear 16-Year-Old Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know summer is coming to a close, but I found this video today, and I thought it would be important to share. My family has a history of melanoma (my aunt was diagnosed with it when she was in her early 20s), and because we have a fair skin and blonde hair background, avoiding harmful tanning beds and rays is important. I have friends who bake in tanning beds on a regular basis, and people, it's just not healthy! Not only do you end up looking like Snooki and age faster than you should, not being smart about these tanning beds (or "death" beds as a dermatologist I know calls them) can even result in painful surgeries and death. Please be smart, and know that this is not a "girls only" disease. Guys like to tan, too! Share this with any teenagers and young adults you know, and let's be safe together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/_4jgUcxMezM" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As for me, I'm a fan of &lt;a href="http://www.drugstore.com/jergens-natural-glow-revitalizing-daily-moisturizer-medium-tan-skin-tones/qxp150119"&gt;Jergens Daily Glow&lt;/a&gt; line. Use it 3 times a week and you have a natural-looking, NON-ORANGE, UVA/UVB rays-free tan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551363485931873741-2711541235569417197?l=alexajustesen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/feeds/2711541235569417197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2011/08/dear-16-year-old-me.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/2711541235569417197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/2711541235569417197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2011/08/dear-16-year-old-me.html' title='Dear 16-Year-Old Me'/><author><name>Alexa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18309825803508561612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k8BscDNDfJ8/TYqDF9Bg3fI/AAAAAAAAAr8/DKoTIJvWbZU/s220/IMG_0578Edit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/_4jgUcxMezM/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551363485931873741.post-477928241838899861</id><published>2011-08-10T22:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T23:27:41.869-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BYU'/><title type='text'>Oh, darlin' don't you ever grow up.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Are you ready for an emotion-driven, sappy post? Well, you might be in for one. And I'm sorry! I've had a lot on my mind this week and writing about it is therapeutic for me. This week I've been thinking a lot about growing up. My brother Tyler just moved down to Provo and he is living with some of my great friends. All of them are done with school, and in my eyes all of them are, essentially, "grown-ups." They're doing the whole life thing on their own. They're picking out furniture for their new, amazing apartment (I affectionately refer to it as the "palace"), and they work full-time. They even have SALARIES. Um...I want one!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And then my dear friend Jenni said good-bye to me tonight. I met Jenni two years ago in London, and she has been a big part of my life ever since then. She took her last final at BYU today and leaves for southern California tomorrow to be a grown-up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FM4CKws5Esc/TkNzVoTl7hI/AAAAAAAAA9I/UZdYZiLX7Z8/s400/DSCN5961.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639477973832035858" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YUfaJGiWxd0/TkN11Nnt0BI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/_1izpo2LnHc/s400/IMG_0580.JPG" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639480715447750674" /&gt;So all this growing up business has me excited to graduate from BYU. Don't get me wrong, I have LOVED my time here. It has been full of fun, growth, challenges, and of course, learning. I wouldn't give my education up for anything. But I'm ready for whatever is coming next for me. Who knows what it is, but I'm excited!&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Until then, I'm off to finish packing, move out of my apartment, and head to California to see my family and my friend Cailey's wedding!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Also, I hate packing. My poor little room looks so different.&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/551363485931873741-477928241838899861?l=alexajustesen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/feeds/477928241838899861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2011/08/oh-darlin-dont-you-ever-grow-up.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/477928241838899861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/477928241838899861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2011/08/oh-darlin-dont-you-ever-grow-up.html' title='Oh, darlin&apos; don&apos;t you ever grow up.'/><author><name>Alexa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18309825803508561612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k8BscDNDfJ8/TYqDF9Bg3fI/AAAAAAAAAr8/DKoTIJvWbZU/s220/IMG_0578Edit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FM4CKws5Esc/TkNzVoTl7hI/AAAAAAAAA9I/UZdYZiLX7Z8/s72-c/DSCN5961.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551363485931873741.post-4241946143788525132</id><published>2011-08-08T18:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T20:16:35.728-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lists'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lusting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Style'/><title type='text'>Fall Fashion</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've been putting together a list of things I'm lusting after for the Fall. What think we?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hbacfl360jI/TkCo0vPjLwI/AAAAAAAAA8w/0TxLBP4JpiU/s400/_6533043.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638692357456211714" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 261px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://shop.nordstrom.com/s/prada-lace-up-suede-ankle-boot/3198655?origin=category&amp;amp;resultback=7180"&gt;Prada Lace-Up Suede Ankle Boot&lt;/a&gt;. Yes, just a wee bit out of my price range. I want some knock-offs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kJ5lRTSETe0/TkCw4Tx19QI/AAAAAAAAA84/tYKNa_XOTiw/s400/_6369412.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638701214896354562" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 261px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://shop.nordstrom.com/S/michael-kors-large-gold-runway-watch/2995410?origin=category&amp;amp;resultback=4862"&gt;Michael Kors Large Gold Runway Watch&lt;/a&gt;. I decided that this will be my graduation gift to myself in December. It's so classic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iU8CezEnN5g/TkCx2vk_q8I/AAAAAAAAA9A/jTDuBjkCoyk/s400/_6359122.jpeg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 390px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638702287510547394" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://shop.nordstrom.com/S/hunter-original-tall-high-gloss-rain-boot-women/3214108?origin=category&amp;amp;resultback=1051"&gt;Hunter Original Tall Rain Boots&lt;/a&gt;. I love the patent graphite gray, but I might want them in &lt;a href="http://shop.nordstrom.com/S/hunter-original-tall-rain-boot-women/3214116?origin=category&amp;amp;resultback=429"&gt;green&lt;/a&gt; too. So many options!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There it is, folks. What I'll be lusting after come Fall, when I should be paying attention in my Personal Finance class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551363485931873741-4241946143788525132?l=alexajustesen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/feeds/4241946143788525132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2011/08/fall-fashion.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/4241946143788525132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/4241946143788525132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2011/08/fall-fashion.html' title='Fall Fashion'/><author><name>Alexa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18309825803508561612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k8BscDNDfJ8/TYqDF9Bg3fI/AAAAAAAAAr8/DKoTIJvWbZU/s220/IMG_0578Edit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hbacfl360jI/TkCo0vPjLwI/AAAAAAAAA8w/0TxLBP4JpiU/s72-c/_6533043.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551363485931873741.post-1844935350409747439</id><published>2011-08-06T13:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T13:51:08.108-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happiness'/><title type='text'>Detroit</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay, we all know I have a deep love for Taylor Swift's music. Read &lt;a href="http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2011/06/welcome-sumer-ive-been-waiting-for-you.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;a href="http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/search/label/Music"&gt; here&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2010/08/music.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2011/01/im-shining-like-fireworks.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and you'll see why. I came across this video today and it again made me think she's about the greatest country singer to grace the planet. She's on her U.S. tour right now, and in every city she visits she pays homage to musicians that have come from that city by covering a couple of their songs. In Detroit, she covered Eminem and Uncle Kracker. Isn't she just the greatest?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;iframe width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/xLWpyRAaybU" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551363485931873741-1844935350409747439?l=alexajustesen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/feeds/1844935350409747439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2011/08/detroit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/1844935350409747439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/1844935350409747439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2011/08/detroit.html' title='Detroit'/><author><name>Alexa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18309825803508561612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k8BscDNDfJ8/TYqDF9Bg3fI/AAAAAAAAAr8/DKoTIJvWbZU/s220/IMG_0578Edit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/xLWpyRAaybU/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551363485931873741.post-447938504735689540</id><published>2011-08-05T22:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T12:01:11.557-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lusting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cuteness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny'/><title type='text'>Well this is the story all about how...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This might be the best video I've ever seen. I love you, Jimmy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;iframe id="NBC Video Widget" width="512" height="347" src="http://www.nbc.com/assets/video/widget/widget.html?vid=1341692" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551363485931873741-447938504735689540?l=alexajustesen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/feeds/447938504735689540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2011/08/so-this-is-story-all-about-how.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/447938504735689540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/447938504735689540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2011/08/so-this-is-story-all-about-how.html' title='Well this is the story all about how...'/><author><name>Alexa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18309825803508561612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k8BscDNDfJ8/TYqDF9Bg3fI/AAAAAAAAAr8/DKoTIJvWbZU/s220/IMG_0578Edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551363485931873741.post-6415104757285843970</id><published>2011-08-03T12:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T15:57:37.712-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Literature'/><title type='text'>Your Happily Ever After</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I was browsing &lt;a href="http://deseretbook.com/"&gt;Deseret Book&lt;/a&gt;'s website this afternoon, and was thrilled to pieces when I saw that President Uchtdorf has a new book. Titled "Your Happily Ever After," based on one of my favorite talks given by this amazing man, this book encourages members of the Church (especially girls and women) to remember who we are, that we are children of our Heavenly Father, meaning that we are literal royalty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 13px; background-color: rgb(249, 246, 237); "&gt;&lt;p uri="/general-conference/2010/04/your-happily-ever-after.p27" class="" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 20px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; line-height: 18px; "&gt;"My dear young sisters, you need to know that you will experience your own adversity. None is exempt. You will suffer, be tempted, and make mistakes. You will learn for yourself what every heroine has learned: through overcoming challenges come growth and strength.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 13px; background-color: rgb(249, 246, 237); "&gt;&lt;p uri="/general-conference/2010/04/your-happily-ever-after.p28" class="" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 20px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;It is your reaction to adversity, not the adversity itself, that determines how your life’s story will develop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p uri="/general-conference/2010/04/your-happily-ever-after.p29" class="" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 20px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; line-height: 18px; "&gt;There are those among you who, although young, have already suffered a full measure of grief and sorrow. My heart is filled with compassion and love for you. How dear you are to the Church. How beloved you are of your Heavenly Father. Though it may seem that you are alone, angels attend you. Though you may feel that no one can understand the depth of your despair, our Savior, Jesus Christ, understands. He suffered more than we can possibly imagine, and He did it for us; He did it for you. You are not alone."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 13px; background-color: rgb(249, 246, 237); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;p uri="/general-conference/2010/04/your-happily-ever-after.p29" class="" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 20px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Beautiful. Here's a picture of the book (isn't is gorgeous?):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p uri="/general-conference/2010/04/your-happily-ever-after.p29" class="" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'Lucida Sans', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 20px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m-GpUhEe6Ds/Tjmoeqm7bAI/AAAAAAAAA8g/jC02-SqaB94/s400/5067140.jpeg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 185px; height: 185px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636721653417995266" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p uri="/general-conference/2010/04/your-happily-ever-after.p29" class="" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 20px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; line-height: 18px; "&gt;Watch or read the whole thing &lt;a href="http://lds.org/general-conference/2010/04/your-happily-ever-after?lang=eng"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p uri="/general-conference/2010/04/your-happily-ever-after.p29" class="" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'Lucida Sans', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 20px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551363485931873741-6415104757285843970?l=alexajustesen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/feeds/6415104757285843970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2011/08/your-happily-ever-after.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/6415104757285843970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/6415104757285843970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2011/08/your-happily-ever-after.html' title='Your Happily Ever After'/><author><name>Alexa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18309825803508561612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k8BscDNDfJ8/TYqDF9Bg3fI/AAAAAAAAAr8/DKoTIJvWbZU/s220/IMG_0578Edit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m-GpUhEe6Ds/Tjmoeqm7bAI/AAAAAAAAA8g/jC02-SqaB94/s72-c/5067140.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551363485931873741.post-9201533887188371214</id><published>2011-08-02T15:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T15:49:24.566-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Literature'/><title type='text'>The Happiness Project</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Have you heard of &lt;a href="http://www.happiness-project.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;The Happiness Project&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;? No? Let me tell you about it. I came across this website and best-seller book a few weeks ago, and since then I might have become slightly obsessed. Gretchen Rubin spent a year of her life testing out theories and studies about what makes society happy. Her book and website record her findings. She lists her 12 commandments for herself and four splendid truths that remind her what life is about, and each of them are things I'm trying to implement in my life. If you have some time tonight, check the website out, and be happy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551363485931873741-9201533887188371214?l=alexajustesen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/feeds/9201533887188371214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2011/08/have-you-heard-of-happiness-project-no.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/9201533887188371214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/9201533887188371214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2011/08/have-you-heard-of-happiness-project-no.html' title='The Happiness Project'/><author><name>Alexa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18309825803508561612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k8BscDNDfJ8/TYqDF9Bg3fI/AAAAAAAAAr8/DKoTIJvWbZU/s220/IMG_0578Edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551363485931873741.post-3797320653116137307</id><published>2011-08-01T22:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T23:06:04.866-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love Notes'/><title type='text'>Love Notes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LHKlmyJOELA/TjeTOu7VeqI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/srLry_IlHto/s1600/index.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 316px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LHKlmyJOELA/TjeTOu7VeqI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/srLry_IlHto/s400/index.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636135340001819298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tonight was one of those nights. The one where nothing is really going on, you're home alone, and your mood starts to sink a little bit. I hope I'm not the only one who occasionally has those! The stress of moving in the next few weeks, of paying rent when I have about $5 in my bank account, and other things just kind of got to me. So I decided to read some notes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have a drawer in my room where I keep notes and letters from friends, family, neighbors, etc. I haven't read them in a while, and browsing through them was just what I needed. Notes like those remind me to put a smile back on my face, and to keep moving forward. They remind me that there are people out there who care about me, who want the best for me. So to those of you who have written me a "love note" in the last 4 years, thanks. Thank you for reminding me that I'm beyond blessed for having so many wonderful, amazing, and inspirational people in my life. And thanks for the memories those notes remind me of.&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/551363485931873741-3797320653116137307?l=alexajustesen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/feeds/3797320653116137307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2011/08/love-notes.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/3797320653116137307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/3797320653116137307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2011/08/love-notes.html' title='Love Notes'/><author><name>Alexa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18309825803508561612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k8BscDNDfJ8/TYqDF9Bg3fI/AAAAAAAAAr8/DKoTIJvWbZU/s220/IMG_0578Edit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LHKlmyJOELA/TjeTOu7VeqI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/srLry_IlHto/s72-c/index.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551363485931873741.post-4213292216319334905</id><published>2011-07-27T22:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T00:43:01.455-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny'/><title type='text'>The Best Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It rained again today. And when I say "rained" I mean "poured." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jenni, Audrey, and I decided to take a rainy day trip to Barnes and Noble. We got our hot chocolate and did some browsing. I could spend all day here if I could!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OL-oFBvwDRA/TjD-BH-cdUI/AAAAAAAAA8E/_rOMB70kMb4/s400/IMG_0526.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634282429114774850" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SRB5NwJ332U/TjD604NrmeI/AAAAAAAAA7c/2DCphts47Y0/s400/IMG_0525.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634278920190400994" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Nw9CshOIX3A/TjD5Xjgg50I/AAAAAAAAA7U/cpmqxJ5jwO0/s400/IMG_0524.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634277316904412994" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eXaLI-m9m80/TjD5Wjbz4ZI/AAAAAAAAA60/3eOls4NS7Q4/s400/IMG_0517.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634277299704816018" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Who wants to buy me a Christmas gift?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7nONo8vpsHc/TjD614R6kNI/AAAAAAAAA70/KWMIdTjzmSw/s400/IMG_0528.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634278937388028114" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Genius.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-250gBzsll5A/TjD5XR96pdI/AAAAAAAAA7M/u9prZ5V3p_o/s400/IMG_0523.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634277312195896786" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BPZ2eAWzecM/TjD5XJcpGmI/AAAAAAAAA7E/82xzSs2dx3s/s400/IMG_0522.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634277309908851298" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I still don't know if this book is serious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x60FzMJ5uJY/TjD61kV34UI/AAAAAAAAA7s/crChEzDjkKk/s400/IMG_0544.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634278932035920194" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My favorite childhood book&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E4Rx8uaxtaA/TjD5W6BEQdI/AAAAAAAAA68/dpeeL9TLBTc/s400/IMG_0521.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634277305766658514" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So Audrey. It's called "Pink Think: Becoming a Woman in Many Uneasy Lessons"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now onto the rain. On our way home, we got caught in a flash flood. So of course we drove through puddles as fast as we could. 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So naturally I played in it. I love rainy days and bookstores.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aNHbiQ93Xa4/TjEBAPyHxyI/AAAAAAAAA8M/qHy5bNJVVBs/s400/IMG_0540.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634285712565585698" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551363485931873741-4213292216319334905?l=alexajustesen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/feeds/4213292216319334905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2011/07/best-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/4213292216319334905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/4213292216319334905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2011/07/best-day.html' title='The Best Day'/><author><name>Alexa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18309825803508561612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k8BscDNDfJ8/TYqDF9Bg3fI/AAAAAAAAAr8/DKoTIJvWbZU/s220/IMG_0578Edit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OL-oFBvwDRA/TjD-BH-cdUI/AAAAAAAAA8E/_rOMB70kMb4/s72-c/IMG_0526.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551363485931873741.post-6032931495076667149</id><published>2011-07-26T16:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T22:42:16.968-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harry Potter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer'/><title type='text'>Rainy Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love rainy days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love sitting on my couch next to my window with a book and watching the rain and listening to thunder.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;School starts in 34 days. Only 34 more glorious days left of the best summer of my life. I'm going home in 18 days. I can't tell you how excited that makes me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Brother Tyler graduated from BYU-I this weekend. I'm so proud of him! I cried the whole time. That Processional March sure gets to me, apparently. Or maybe it was knowing that that's going to be me in December. Boo-yah. He's moving to Provo in 14 days. Another Justesen in Provo...that can only mean one thing. There will be two Justesens in Provo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X0FY7cn7ZcM/Ti9QXS8ukZI/AAAAAAAAA6U/RktFHOXs2o0/s400/DSCN5922.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633810020017541522" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyway, I'm going to get back to my book. In the meantime, here are some pictures from the Harry Potter premiere. I was a non-ginger Ginny Weasely. I cried during the end of the movie, too. I sound like I've been an emotional wreck this week!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VfDZjH5YyVU/Ti9QXUvF9VI/AAAAAAAAA6c/8RCpzycvxvo/s400/IMG_0510.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633810020497225042" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HiuO_9uVG7Q/Ti9QXs8l1YI/AAAAAAAAA6k/OyeeUNv8hjs/s400/IMG_0511.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633810026996290946" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Hz1e08Pox3k/Ti9QX4SSzLI/AAAAAAAAA6s/ZnQ6OCZPY7E/s400/IMG_0513.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633810030040108210" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Also, Instagram is the neatest thing on the iPhone app block.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551363485931873741-6032931495076667149?l=alexajustesen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/feeds/6032931495076667149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2011/07/rainy-days.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/6032931495076667149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/6032931495076667149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2011/07/rainy-days.html' title='Rainy Days'/><author><name>Alexa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18309825803508561612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k8BscDNDfJ8/TYqDF9Bg3fI/AAAAAAAAAr8/DKoTIJvWbZU/s220/IMG_0578Edit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X0FY7cn7ZcM/Ti9QXS8ukZI/AAAAAAAAA6U/RktFHOXs2o0/s72-c/DSCN5922.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551363485931873741.post-6503790748560347051</id><published>2011-07-09T15:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T17:57:25.291-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harry Potter'/><title type='text'>I solemnly swear that I am up to no good.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Today I want to dedicate a post to Harry Potter. I don't know if I would call myself obsessed...who are we kidding, I am. At the end of this week this phenomenal series will be over, and I will probably cry. And guess who finally jumped on the midnight premiere bandwagon? I'm still conflicted over who I should go as: Bellatrix or Kreacher. Being the villain is fun, but the Kreacher costume might be a bit easier. We'll see. All I can say is, I'm excited!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I think the reason I love this series so much is because of how it influenced my childhood. I still remember, as a 10-year old, buying the very first book at a Ralph's grocery store with my mom. I remember seeing the first film on Thanksgiving day with my family and grandparents. I remember anxiously waiting for each book to come out, and staying up all night to finish it. I remember spending every summer reading the whole series all over again (who am I kidding, I'm doing that this summer, too!). Seeing something that has had this much of an influence over my life end is a little bit sad! All I can say is,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sQiOZZYwa6M/ThjeQ4bOl0I/AAAAAAAAA18/3dOEEXjn5Qc/s400/567kate%253A%2BOh%2BHow%2BPintresting....jpeg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 192px; height: 192px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627492116005295938" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Here are a few more images to let you know how I feel about HP:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bgcTnesBFfM/ThpKPUqs_sI/AAAAAAAAA2k/ddUXj_3ceaE/s400/harry-potter-and-the-deathly-hallows-part-2_n_876995.jpeg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 270px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627892311459167938" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L884ox87GyM/ThpJIwq0F8I/AAAAAAAAA2c/YvVG369UtQM/s400/10454207.jpeg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627891099205113794" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WjqFhWsiCpw/ThjeRbzNnVI/AAAAAAAAA2E/BOrkR5XR8js/s400/4981125471.jpeg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 281px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627492125501136210" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B-OBVojni-o/ThjeQptcStI/AAAAAAAAA1s/thXNZvq4OHs/s400/12.jpeg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 289px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627492112055159506" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you, J.K. Rowling. As an English major, I've learned to appreciate the symbolism she used in each book, and I am constantly amazed at her genius. And I love the fact that I've been to eat at the place where it all started:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fuVj-X-VDeA/Thjg-0Ktl3I/AAAAAAAAA2U/0rWo6V1SdS8/s400/DSCN3597.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627495104159520626" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;As J.K. Rowling said, "No story lives unless someone wants to listen. So thank you all of you...The stories we love best live with us forever, so whether you come back by page or the big screen, Hogwarts will always be there to welcome you home."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551363485931873741-6503790748560347051?l=alexajustesen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/feeds/6503790748560347051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-solemnly-swear-that-i-am-up-to-no.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/6503790748560347051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/6503790748560347051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-solemnly-swear-that-i-am-up-to-no.html' title='I solemnly swear that I am up to no good.'/><author><name>Alexa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18309825803508561612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k8BscDNDfJ8/TYqDF9Bg3fI/AAAAAAAAAr8/DKoTIJvWbZU/s220/IMG_0578Edit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sQiOZZYwa6M/ThjeQ4bOl0I/AAAAAAAAA18/3dOEEXjn5Qc/s72-c/567kate%253A%2BOh%2BHow%2BPintresting....jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551363485931873741.post-7135904475716183279</id><published>2011-06-29T15:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T15:29:37.747-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer'/><title type='text'>Gorgeous</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But really. This is what summer is all about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tOkQX_7jIjo/TgunBd0CV7I/AAAAAAAAA0c/5xrIMGpjBlo/s400/IMG_0439.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623772203326789554" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GGTaNm0spdk/TgunCZbUJRI/AAAAAAAAA0s/amKqS3VSjcc/s400/IMG_0437.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623772219329226002" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MXL5QUfwjyo/TgunBwy3JfI/AAAAAAAAA0k/hiy-xE8dCAA/s400/IMG_0430.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623772208422135282" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551363485931873741-7135904475716183279?l=alexajustesen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/feeds/7135904475716183279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2011/06/gorgeous.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/7135904475716183279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/7135904475716183279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2011/06/gorgeous.html' title='Gorgeous'/><author><name>Alexa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18309825803508561612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k8BscDNDfJ8/TYqDF9Bg3fI/AAAAAAAAAr8/DKoTIJvWbZU/s220/IMG_0578Edit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tOkQX_7jIjo/TgunBd0CV7I/AAAAAAAAA0c/5xrIMGpjBlo/s72-c/IMG_0439.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551363485931873741.post-2963538478529192987</id><published>2011-06-26T18:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T13:07:39.375-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happiness'/><title type='text'>In Sickness and Health</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I found this video today and I wanted to share it with you. In my &lt;a href="http://lds.org/service/serving-in-the-church/relief-society?lang=eng"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Relief Society&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; class we talked about marriage and eternal families, and I thought this video coincided nicely. I hope someday when I'm old and maybe a little senile I have someone with me who loves me enough to deal with it with optimism and faith.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;iframe width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/E_yOAHISi8I" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Sunday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551363485931873741-2963538478529192987?l=alexajustesen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/feeds/2963538478529192987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2011/06/uplift-for-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/2963538478529192987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/2963538478529192987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2011/06/uplift-for-day.html' title='In Sickness and Health'/><author><name>Alexa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18309825803508561612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k8BscDNDfJ8/TYqDF9Bg3fI/AAAAAAAAAr8/DKoTIJvWbZU/s220/IMG_0578Edit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/E_yOAHISi8I/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551363485931873741.post-771723365338619712</id><published>2011-06-24T14:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-24T14:14:57.812-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BYU'/><title type='text'>Sacramento, Sacramento, Where You At?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ladies and gentlemen, we got him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-18kRBmqKVMw/TgT-N04t8zI/AAAAAAAAAz0/9iKl_Q4RAPE/s400/1308895064.jpeg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 220px; height: 267px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621897748353512242" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551363485931873741-771723365338619712?l=alexajustesen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/feeds/771723365338619712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2011/06/sacramento-sacramento-where-you-at.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/771723365338619712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/771723365338619712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2011/06/sacramento-sacramento-where-you-at.html' title='Sacramento, Sacramento, Where You At?'/><author><name>Alexa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18309825803508561612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k8BscDNDfJ8/TYqDF9Bg3fI/AAAAAAAAAr8/DKoTIJvWbZU/s220/IMG_0578Edit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-18kRBmqKVMw/TgT-N04t8zI/AAAAAAAAAz0/9iKl_Q4RAPE/s72-c/1308895064.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551363485931873741.post-3591766696455416908</id><published>2011-06-19T16:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T19:38:25.776-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happiness'/><title type='text'>Father I Love You, Father I Do</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Father's Day, Dad! I know I'm biased, but I think I have the best dad in the world. Many of my memories from growing up were created by or involve him. Here are a few of my favorite things about David Cromar Justesen:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Motorcycle rides that always ended with a 7-11 Slurpee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Vacations to San Diego, Disneyland, Mexico, Hawaii, and Europe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. His (and now my) appreciation for nice cars&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Countless dance recitals that I know he probably didn't want to go to, but he never missed a single one anyway&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Coaching my T-ball teams&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. Teaching me to drive a truck in the parking lot of a church&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. Various In-N-Out, Baja Fresh, and Big Mac Monday trips&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. Teaching my seminary class all four years&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. All of his advice and one liners: "Never pay full price for anything", "There's always a better way", "Don't give me lip service", "The worst they can say is 'no'", and the list goes on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. Teaching me how to whistle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11. His ability to master a Santa suit, and how he makes Trick-or-Treaters sing Christmas songs to receive candy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;12. His uncanny likeness to Tim the Tool Man Taylor and the white version of Bill Cosby&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;13. His Hawaiian shirts that he's had for years&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;14. How he loves my mom and my siblings and me and he sacrifices a lot for us&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love you, Dad! P.S. Anyone would be lucky to have this man as a father-in-law. I'm jut sayin... :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;iframe width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/8uerNmvjVrw" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551363485931873741-3591766696455416908?l=alexajustesen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/feeds/3591766696455416908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2011/06/father-i-love-you-father-i-do.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/3591766696455416908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/3591766696455416908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2011/06/father-i-love-you-father-i-do.html' title='Father I Love You, Father I Do'/><author><name>Alexa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18309825803508561612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k8BscDNDfJ8/TYqDF9Bg3fI/AAAAAAAAAr8/DKoTIJvWbZU/s220/IMG_0578Edit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/8uerNmvjVrw/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551363485931873741.post-728644367662345212</id><published>2011-06-14T13:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T15:27:50.887-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lists'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer'/><title type='text'>Welcome Summer. I've been waiting for you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay folks, summer is here. And we know what that means. Summer music. And my need to create a playlist for every aspect of my life kicks in especially hard here. Call me pathetic, but I have an inability to drive without music. And when my little Batmobile has the sunroof open and all its little windows down so the warm breeze can come on through and whip my hair back and forth, I crave music. So without further ado, I introduce you to some of my favorite songs that SCREAM Summer 2011. I've been waiting for this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Hotel California by The Eagles. Classic. Makes me think of a warm summer night at home&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Summertime by Kenny Chesney. Obviously&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. California Girls by The Beach Boys. I take pride in this song&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. I Woke Up in a Car by Something Corporate. Makes me want to roadtrip across America. Who's with me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. In This Diary by The Ataris. I get into a huge Ataris phase in the summer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. Summer Wind was Always Our Song by The Ataris&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7.  Boys of Summer by The Ataris. See? No joke&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. More than a Feeling by Boston. Sappy EFY memories&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. Good Life by One Republic. Listen to this and tell me your problems didn't go away after&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. E.T. by Katy Perry. I know, I know. But still&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11. One Day by Matisyahu. Perfect for Provo Canyon drives&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;12. Summer Girls by LFO. How could this NOT make a summer playlist?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;13. Free Fallin' by Tom Petty. Somehow this song makes it into every playlist I make. And for good reason&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;14. Jaded by Aerosmith. I just love it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;15. Mean by Taylor Swift. So sassy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;16. King of Anything by Sara Bareilles. Also sassy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;17. Miles Apart by Yellowcard. Also more memories&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;18. Good Morning by Chamillionaire. Haters gonna hate&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;19. Grace Kelly by Mika. It's just fun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;20. And finally...Thunder by Boys Like Girls. Because summer thunderstorms in Utah are the best&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So there you have it. My actual playlist has 208 songs, but these are my top faves. And I would be here forever if I listed them all. But there's some Fleetwood Mac, more T. Swift and Katy Perry, and Blink 182. So this just means you'll have to pay me a visit if you want the rest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551363485931873741-728644367662345212?l=alexajustesen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/feeds/728644367662345212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2011/06/welcome-sumer-ive-been-waiting-for-you.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/728644367662345212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/728644367662345212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2011/06/welcome-sumer-ive-been-waiting-for-you.html' title='Welcome Summer. I&apos;ve been waiting for you.'/><author><name>Alexa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18309825803508561612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k8BscDNDfJ8/TYqDF9Bg3fI/AAAAAAAAAr8/DKoTIJvWbZU/s220/IMG_0578Edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551363485931873741.post-9073375260142894745</id><published>2011-06-14T00:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T00:42:46.501-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happiness'/><title type='text'>Blackbird</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1rX61vYkOpc/TfcLXC3MniI/AAAAAAAAAzs/3o0mTyhcIk4/s1600/things-of-beauty_20.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1rX61vYkOpc/TfcLXC3MniI/AAAAAAAAAzs/3o0mTyhcIk4/s400/things-of-beauty_20.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617971550701264418" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/40484365/"&gt;via&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;meta charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; "I climbed the stairs to my apartment, lay down in my new bed and turned off the light. I waited to start crying or worrying, since that's what usually happened to me with the lights off, but I actually felt OK. I felt fine. I felt the early symptoms of contentment. My weary body asked my weary mind, 'Was this all you needed, then?' There was no response. I was already fast asleep." Liz Gilbert, &lt;i&gt;Eat, Pray, Love&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Hi friends. This is how I'm feeling today. I did something kind of brave and kind of scary and kind of necessary, and after I did it, I felt this wave of relief wash over me. And stress vanished. It was something I knew I had been needing to do for a little while, but I was scared. So I told myself, nope, this is it. I'm doing it. And I did. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;So starting today, I'm at a point where I can say, "What do you want, Alexa?" Spring term ends this week, and I decided not to take summer classes. This little weary body needs a break. So what do I want to do? I want to learn Spanish. I want to run a half marathon. I want to take a road trip to somewhere I've never been. I want a job. I want to buy myself fresh flowers every week. And nothing is there to hold me back from doing those things. I've let go of what's been weighing me down, and it feels so liberating!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Two more things before I go. My great friend Megan shared this scripture with me after a long discussion about why things happen the way they do:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;meta charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px; "&gt;"Behold, I say unto you that whoso believeth in Christ, doubting nothing, whatsoever he shall ask the Father in the name of Christ it shall be granted him; and this promise is unto all, even unto the ends of the earth." Mormon 9:21&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px; "&gt;And last, the title of this post refers to this song. It's one of my favorites by the Beatles, and it describes a little bit how I'm feeling. Good night!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; line-height: 22px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;iframe width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/P5CUHHGlQg0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551363485931873741-9073375260142894745?l=alexajustesen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/feeds/9073375260142894745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2011/06/blackbird.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/9073375260142894745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/9073375260142894745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2011/06/blackbird.html' title='Blackbird'/><author><name>Alexa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18309825803508561612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k8BscDNDfJ8/TYqDF9Bg3fI/AAAAAAAAAr8/DKoTIJvWbZU/s220/IMG_0578Edit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1rX61vYkOpc/TfcLXC3MniI/AAAAAAAAAzs/3o0mTyhcIk4/s72-c/things-of-beauty_20.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551363485931873741.post-7676813899783599670</id><published>2011-06-09T13:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T00:33:14.368-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny'/><title type='text'>Sheeee's Baaaaack! This could be good or bad.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;All right people, maybe you didn't notice (and you probably didn't), but I've taken a bit of a blogging hiatus. And I know that's pathetic of me, but it's true. May was a bit of an up and down month. Great things followed by not so great things followed by happy things followed by disappointing things. And I'll admit there were a few times that I looked up at the sky and quoted my favorite little man, "The clouds opened up and God said, 'I hate you, Alfalfa!'"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;But I woke up a few days ago and decided to pick up whatever pieces had fallen out of my life's little puzzle and put them back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;(This would be a fantastic time for some "Yay Alexa!" applause. But don't feel obligated. But really, you should.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Anyway, here are some of my favorite quotes I've &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;found that got me through these couple of off weeks. Find them &lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/alexaj24/words/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YHGLV8BVipQ/TfEtqUWuZxI/AAAAAAAAAzU/2r8s0xXA2xA/s400/%2Bvisual%2Bbookmark%2B%25238209788.jpeg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 192px; height: 153px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616320415349499666" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;My favorite. And so true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pZ8F-ATK4Jk/TfErrGV7C1I/AAAAAAAAAzM/TmXd6a5mVWU/s1600/use%2Bthe%2Bnegatives%2B%257C%2BDaily%2BArt%2BMuse.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 192px; height: 192px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pZ8F-ATK4Jk/TfErrGV7C1I/AAAAAAAAAzM/TmXd6a5mVWU/s400/use%2Bthe%2Bnegatives%2B%257C%2BDaily%2BArt%2BMuse.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616318229744651090" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;My sister Whitney would love this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pZ8F-ATK4Jk/TfErrGV7C1I/AAAAAAAAAzM/TmXd6a5mVWU/s1600/use%2Bthe%2Bnegatives%2B%257C%2BDaily%2BArt%2BMuse.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LV8P8STfxCA/TfErqhrIQyI/AAAAAAAAAzE/s80MAB63Bd0/s1600/Quote%2BBook%253A.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 192px; height: 128px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LV8P8STfxCA/TfErqhrIQyI/AAAAAAAAAzE/s80MAB63Bd0/s400/Quote%2BBook%253A.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616318219901485858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; "&gt;This one is too small to read, but it says, "You're going to come across people in your life who will say all the right words at all the right times. But in the end, it's their actions you should judge them by. It's actions, not words, that matter." And I don't know why these are all underlined but it's kind of annoying me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fHX_u_APiMo/TfErqNl8NqI/AAAAAAAAAys/HMkVueY5Hjo/s1600/pinterest-1.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 192px; height: 192px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fHX_u_APiMo/TfErqNl8NqI/AAAAAAAAAys/HMkVueY5Hjo/s400/pinterest-1.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616318214511015586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;This is the hardest one for me to learn. We all know Alexa is not patient.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fHX_u_APiMo/TfErqNl8NqI/AAAAAAAAAys/HMkVueY5Hjo/s1600/pinterest-1.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BdMsnqjyAV4/TfEreC9pcjI/AAAAAAAAAyk/S-hN6CAXd0w/s1600/No.%2B17%2BCherry%2BTree%2BLane%253A%2Bmust%2Bbuy%2Band%2Bframe.%2BASAP.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 192px; height: 192px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BdMsnqjyAV4/TfEreC9pcjI/AAAAAAAAAyk/S-hN6CAXd0w/s400/No.%2B17%2BCherry%2BTree%2BLane%253A%2Bmust%2Bbuy%2Band%2Bframe.%2BASAP.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616318005499228722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;FAVORITE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BdMsnqjyAV4/TfEreC9pcjI/AAAAAAAAAyk/S-hN6CAXd0w/s1600/No.%2B17%2BCherry%2BTree%2BLane%253A%2Bmust%2Bbuy%2Band%2Bframe.%2BASAP.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yP-cF7aWMxA/TfEreLIdZlI/AAAAAAAAAyc/esgXN-0SsXc/s1600/Leelou%2BBlogs.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 161px; height: 272px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yP-cF7aWMxA/TfEreLIdZlI/AAAAAAAAAyc/esgXN-0SsXc/s400/Leelou%2BBlogs.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616318007692060242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;This is why I try to laugh as much as possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yP-cF7aWMxA/TfEreLIdZlI/AAAAAAAAAyc/esgXN-0SsXc/s1600/Leelou%2BBlogs.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eJjLoGUk3nU/TfErdpcOS-I/AAAAAAAAAyU/m2Fi1smIaVE/s1600/Just%2Bscroll%2Bdown.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 192px; height: 160px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eJjLoGUk3nU/TfErdpcOS-I/AAAAAAAAAyU/m2Fi1smIaVE/s400/Just%2Bscroll%2Bdown.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616317998648151010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Yep!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ioKaursVbKQ/TfErdLUe8_I/AAAAAAAAAyE/e3pxzWDESFk/s1600/18%2Band%2BLife.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 192px; height: 109px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ioKaursVbKQ/TfErdLUe8_I/AAAAAAAAAyE/e3pxzWDESFk/s400/18%2Band%2BLife.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616317990562624498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Taylor Swift. Genius.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;So anyway, I'm hoping maybe one of these helped you too. Life is good. It just has its ups and downs every little while. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551363485931873741-7676813899783599670?l=alexajustesen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/feeds/7676813899783599670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2011/06/sheeees-baaaaack-this-could-be-good-or.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/7676813899783599670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/7676813899783599670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2011/06/sheeees-baaaaack-this-could-be-good-or.html' title='Sheeee&apos;s Baaaaack! This could be good or bad.'/><author><name>Alexa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18309825803508561612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k8BscDNDfJ8/TYqDF9Bg3fI/AAAAAAAAAr8/DKoTIJvWbZU/s220/IMG_0578Edit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YHGLV8BVipQ/TfEtqUWuZxI/AAAAAAAAAzU/2r8s0xXA2xA/s72-c/%2Bvisual%2Bbookmark%2B%25238209788.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551363485931873741.post-8921287811085580379</id><published>2011-05-17T23:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T23:42:05.487-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lists'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happiness'/><title type='text'>Just Little Things</title><content type='html'>I stumbled across this blog today, and I absolutely love it. It's perfect if you need a pick-me-up or if you just want to be reminded of why life is good. Enjoy!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://justlittlethings.tumblr.com/"&gt;Just Little Things&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551363485931873741-8921287811085580379?l=alexajustesen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/feeds/8921287811085580379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2011/05/just-little-things.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/8921287811085580379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/8921287811085580379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2011/05/just-little-things.html' title='Just Little Things'/><author><name>Alexa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18309825803508561612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k8BscDNDfJ8/TYqDF9Bg3fI/AAAAAAAAAr8/DKoTIJvWbZU/s220/IMG_0578Edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551363485931873741.post-5917073838483960880</id><published>2011-04-20T19:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T19:50:18.898-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BYU'/><title type='text'>Home</title><content type='html'>Well, I made it! My Winter 2011 semester is over. And now I'm waiting in the airport to head home to California for a few days before I come right back and start classes for Spring term. Will it ever end? Anywho, in honor of me being so ridiculously excited to go home, I'm giving you two of my favorite songs that have to do with going home. Enjoy lovelies!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/rjFaenf1T-Y" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/P8a4iiOnzsc" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551363485931873741-5917073838483960880?l=alexajustesen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/feeds/5917073838483960880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2011/04/home.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/5917073838483960880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/5917073838483960880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2011/04/home.html' title='Home'/><author><name>Alexa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18309825803508561612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k8BscDNDfJ8/TYqDF9Bg3fI/AAAAAAAAAr8/DKoTIJvWbZU/s220/IMG_0578Edit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/rjFaenf1T-Y/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551363485931873741.post-855322682293684648</id><published>2011-04-12T20:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T20:59:42.471-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BYU'/><title type='text'>Final Straw</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's finals week over here in good ol' Provo. Enter stressed students, sweatpants, maybe some tears, and a few late nights. Scratch that, lots of late nights. Scratch that, every night is a late night. So sorry readers, I'm going to have to put you on hold for a few days. See you when I'm home in California in 8 DAYS!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551363485931873741-855322682293684648?l=alexajustesen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/feeds/855322682293684648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2011/04/final-straw.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/855322682293684648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/855322682293684648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2011/04/final-straw.html' title='Final Straw'/><author><name>Alexa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18309825803508561612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k8BscDNDfJ8/TYqDF9Bg3fI/AAAAAAAAAr8/DKoTIJvWbZU/s220/IMG_0578Edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551363485931873741.post-2838768333112970101</id><published>2011-04-07T12:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T12:42:48.839-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspiration'/><title type='text'>My Motto</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Sa4qp19TbAo/TZ4TgEzqVmI/AAAAAAAAAvE/aSy-7i6BWWA/s400/cans%2Band%2Bdreams%2Binto%2Bplans.jpeg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 192px; height: 192px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592929229007902306" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;via&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/?category=prints_posters"&gt; here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/551363485931873741-2838768333112970101?l=alexajustesen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/feeds/2838768333112970101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2011/04/my-motto.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/2838768333112970101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/2838768333112970101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2011/04/my-motto.html' title='My Motto'/><author><name>Alexa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18309825803508561612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k8BscDNDfJ8/TYqDF9Bg3fI/AAAAAAAAAr8/DKoTIJvWbZU/s220/IMG_0578Edit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Sa4qp19TbAo/TZ4TgEzqVmI/AAAAAAAAAvE/aSy-7i6BWWA/s72-c/cans%2Band%2Bdreams%2Binto%2Bplans.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551363485931873741.post-6583332832181606985</id><published>2011-04-05T11:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T13:08:01.332-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspiration'/><title type='text'>Come Listen to a Prophet's Voice</title><content type='html'>This past weekend was General Conference, and I loved every minute of it. I sat in my apartment for most of the weekend and just basked in the words our Church leaders spoke. Isn't it great that they always seem to mention things that you have been thinking about? I feel like that's always the case with me.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My friends and I loved that marriage was such a prevalent topic, especially when it came to telling young men who aren't trying to get working on it! My friends and I had been wondering these last couple of weeks why no one was asking us out on dates. We knew it couldn't be that something was wrong with us. We're fun, cute, smart girls. It was such a relief to find out that we're not the only girls who are waiting and waiting for a guy to take the initiative and do something. So here's hoping that we all see a change soon. I just love that prophets and apostles are so on top of things. They care about the young adults of the Church, too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you didn't get a chance to watch Conference, or if you're curious to know more, click &lt;a href="http://lds.org/general-conference/sessions/2011/04?lang=eng"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551363485931873741-6583332832181606985?l=alexajustesen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/feeds/6583332832181606985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2011/04/come-listen-to-prophets-voice.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/6583332832181606985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/6583332832181606985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2011/04/come-listen-to-prophets-voice.html' title='Come Listen to a Prophet&apos;s Voice'/><author><name>Alexa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18309825803508561612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k8BscDNDfJ8/TYqDF9Bg3fI/AAAAAAAAAr8/DKoTIJvWbZU/s220/IMG_0578Edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551363485931873741.post-2389605740901254678</id><published>2011-03-24T12:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T14:26:21.427-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthdays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny'/><title type='text'>Today, I am 22.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy birthday to me! Today I'm 22 years old. And BYU plays tonight against Florida and Jimmer, you better give me a good birthday gift. That's all I'm going to say about that. But, just because I want to, we're going to take a trip down memory lane and you can see me in various ages in all my glory. Just one request: please don't laugh. I know I look silly. Thanks for having me 22 years ago, Mom!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r5FHc2PBRUA/TYu14V2NDZI/AAAAAAAAAtE/V-Wh7wYsN7w/s320/0782930-R1-E041.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 216px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587759742225026450" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We love our daddy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cmOgWa4MgaY/TYu13_k1MbI/AAAAAAAAAs8/j81nSzIJf9Q/s320/0780490-R2-070-33A.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 216px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587759736246579634" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;9th or 10th birthday? We didn't bother using forks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lesd6T0P5Ik/TYu13fyJMOI/AAAAAAAAAs0/R6BeCVcQRgA/s320/0078022-R1-049-23_3.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 216px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587759727712481506" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Christmas sunday 1994&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UF3_1G1HdoQ/TYu13JgUWbI/AAAAAAAAAss/xi2UklJrvzA/s320/0077429-R1-021-9.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 216px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587759721732135346" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was a Cougar fan from Day 1.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-37VjVfqzxDw/TYu12868bhI/AAAAAAAAAsk/PW536G8WZ8g/s320/0787120-R2-018-7A.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 216px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587759718354152978" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Christmas luncheon with Mom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551363485931873741-2389605740901254678?l=alexajustesen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/feeds/2389605740901254678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2011/03/today-i-am-22.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/2389605740901254678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/2389605740901254678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2011/03/today-i-am-22.html' title='Today, I am 22.'/><author><name>Alexa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18309825803508561612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k8BscDNDfJ8/TYqDF9Bg3fI/AAAAAAAAAr8/DKoTIJvWbZU/s220/IMG_0578Edit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r5FHc2PBRUA/TYu14V2NDZI/AAAAAAAAAtE/V-Wh7wYsN7w/s72-c/0782930-R1-E041.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551363485931873741.post-5020273136536477125</id><published>2011-03-21T16:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T17:21:53.425-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cuteness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BYU'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny'/><title type='text'>I Let the Love Fern Die</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Um. I may or may not have listened to and/or belted out Celine Dion's "It's All Coming Back to Me Now" in my car today. And when I say may or may not, I mean did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But...said singing that spawned at a fantastic girl's night this weekend was what got me going. Don't believe me that it was fantastic? Look below.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-amSUDpaKMgw/TYfpKfgNLNI/AAAAAAAAAqY/OSAS-x1Ab_o/s400/IMG_0291.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586690229240933586" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I count at least 30 bottles of nail polish. For 10 of us. Trés successful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, my roommate Ashley and I are so proud of ourselves. On Saturday we ate all of our meals out, but got them for free. Ready? Okay. Free samples at Costco (ssh. I went back for seconds), Great Harvest Bread Co. samples (actually, they gave us half a loaf each), and Café Rio for dinner provided by our lovely ward Relief Society. All in all, pretty darn good. My daddy would be so proud of me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O2MzvKp9ABg/TYfpJ8hBn_I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/135nGRYQmxM/s400/IMG_0290.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586690219849129970" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Check out THAT sample.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Two more things. First, I saw both of these magazine covers sitting next to each other at the grocery store. Take a look. They both claim to be Jimmer, but are they really? Does anyone else see it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--GwPwFRL-x4/TYfn6btZaRI/AAAAAAAAAqA/pYmyndC-ZjE/s400/IMG_0287.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586688853832984850" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don't see it? I'll give it away. Guy on left: photoshopped Jimmer. I promise. I've seen him close up and personal. That is not the same dude.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Also, I think this next little experiment of mine proves that I'm a mediocre poor college student gardner. These are supposed to be daisies or something. This is what they looked like on day one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gPpKtoFQm1E/TYfpJao2X7I/AAAAAAAAAqI/lQrW91AuLQU/s400/IMG_0261.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586690210755141554" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This is today. Poor little blue boy doesn't want to grow. Unless he really is a boy and he's just going to mature and shoot up WAY after little girl does. Do plants follow social norms? I don't even know if it's dead or not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2_CGVk6AHZs/TYfpLAnW_BI/AAAAAAAAAqg/3M1SSmzW8uw/s400/IMG_0293.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586690238129306642" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;How was YOUR weekend?&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/551363485931873741-5020273136536477125?l=alexajustesen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/feeds/5020273136536477125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-let-love-fern-die.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/5020273136536477125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/5020273136536477125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-let-love-fern-die.html' title='I Let the Love Fern Die'/><author><name>Alexa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18309825803508561612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k8BscDNDfJ8/TYqDF9Bg3fI/AAAAAAAAAr8/DKoTIJvWbZU/s220/IMG_0578Edit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-amSUDpaKMgw/TYfpKfgNLNI/AAAAAAAAAqY/OSAS-x1Ab_o/s72-c/IMG_0291.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551363485931873741.post-7333747506379633705</id><published>2011-03-18T17:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T17:25:42.323-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny'/><title type='text'>It Happened.</title><content type='html'>Today I wore my favorite wedge heels on campus for the first time. I thought I was all cool and everything and I was totally strutting my stuff like the model that sometimes I pretend I am. And then it happened. The front of my shoe hit a crack on the pavement in front of the JFSB and down I went. Like the kind of falling you see in a movie. SLLLLLOOOOWWWW motion. It was great. I hit the pavement, jumped back up, looked around, and started laughing. And then I continued to make my way home. It was once I walked into my apartment that I noticed my left knee was killing me. I rolled my pants up and saw blood streaming down my leg. Guess I fell harder than I thought I did!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, I love this &lt;a href="http://tandsdaybook.blogspot.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt;. I don't know this girl, but I discovered her last night, and I am obsessed with her clothes. Today I even put a spin on one of her outfits. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And, to finish off, enjoy this little gem that I discovered yesterday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/E0oyglKjbFQ" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, I read online yesterday that Salt Lake City is the 3rd most vain city in the country. I knew it! We just won't mention that my favorite city in the world, San Francisco, came in number 2. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551363485931873741-7333747506379633705?l=alexajustesen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/feeds/7333747506379633705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2011/03/it-happened.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/7333747506379633705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/7333747506379633705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2011/03/it-happened.html' title='It Happened.'/><author><name>Alexa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18309825803508561612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k8BscDNDfJ8/TYqDF9Bg3fI/AAAAAAAAAr8/DKoTIJvWbZU/s220/IMG_0578Edit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/E0oyglKjbFQ/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551363485931873741.post-1644767869772811496</id><published>2011-03-17T11:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T17:50:58.062-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ranting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BYU'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny'/><title type='text'>Honor Code</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;One more thought for the day, I promise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today in my Rhetoric in Law class we discussed BYU's Honor Code and whether some of its requirements can stand without debate. This naturally led to the discussion of why mustaches are allowed for men but beards are not. We came to this conclusion:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mustaches help us keep the law of chastity. Seriously, folks. Would you rather kiss this good-lookin' bearded face...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OrHs8mxJ3a4/TYJXyyE0j-I/AAAAAAAAAo0/B_FnskTLiSg/s320/Gerard_Butler.jpeg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 307px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585123017839906786" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Or this?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3bFsE3docgk/TYJX-CquixI/AAAAAAAAAo8/_4zFHrrW35s/s320/mustache.jpeg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585123211272424210" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Forget the fact that it's Ryan Gosling. It just proves my point that no one can pull off the 'stache.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The ladies over at &lt;a href="http://byudates.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-guess-problem-is.html"&gt;My Life is Not a Jane Austen Novel&lt;/a&gt; agree. Check them out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/551363485931873741-1644767869772811496?l=alexajustesen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/feeds/1644767869772811496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2011/03/honor-code.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/1644767869772811496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/1644767869772811496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2011/03/honor-code.html' title='Honor Code'/><author><name>Alexa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18309825803508561612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k8BscDNDfJ8/TYqDF9Bg3fI/AAAAAAAAAr8/DKoTIJvWbZU/s220/IMG_0578Edit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OrHs8mxJ3a4/TYJXyyE0j-I/AAAAAAAAAo0/B_FnskTLiSg/s72-c/Gerard_Butler.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551363485931873741.post-1414080593645612907</id><published>2011-03-17T11:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T11:36:09.099-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lusting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cuteness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happiness'/><title type='text'>Bijou Bijou!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm so excited! I just found out that this is coming to Provo again:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W1t0_AAj_kw/TYJRmOFGtMI/AAAAAAAAAns/_Lds2uNjefA/s400/black_bijou.png" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585116204949222594" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The &lt;a href="http://www.bijoumarket.com/"&gt;Bijou Market&lt;/a&gt; is my favorite thing ever. It's a local market where crafters can come and sell their products. I bought the cutest necklace from one of their vendors, &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/ritzymisfit"&gt;Ritzy Misfit&lt;/a&gt;, last year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HToLaD-jWWo/TYJSQjugrSI/AAAAAAAAAn0/kc9ujWLlka8/s400/Wax%2BSeal%2BNecklace%2BWHITE%2Bletter%2Bof%2Byour%2Bchoice%2Bmonogrammed%2Binitial%2BWITH%2Bchain%2Ba%2Bb%2Bc%2Bd%2Be%2Bf%2Bg%2Bh%2Bi%2Bj%2Bk%2Bl%2Bm%2Bn%2Bo%2Bp%2Bq%2Br%2Bs%2Bt%2Bu%2Bv%2Bw%2Bx%2By%2Bz.jpeg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 170px; height: 135px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585116932314541346" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So cute, yeah? Don't worry, Ali Fedotowsky, last year's Bachelorette, has one too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qz0w7mZ0FA8/TYJUXrLtyYI/AAAAAAAAAoE/Yk9zs1_D0t0/s400/Ali%2BFedotowsky%2BNecklace%2BWax%2BSeal%2BPendant%2BDINOSAUR%2B%2B-%2BYour%2BChoice%2BColor.jpeg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 170px; height: 135px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585119253598423426" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/551363485931873741-1414080593645612907?l=alexajustesen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/feeds/1414080593645612907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2011/03/bijou-bijou.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/1414080593645612907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/1414080593645612907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2011/03/bijou-bijou.html' title='Bijou Bijou!'/><author><name>Alexa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18309825803508561612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k8BscDNDfJ8/TYqDF9Bg3fI/AAAAAAAAAr8/DKoTIJvWbZU/s220/IMG_0578Edit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W1t0_AAj_kw/TYJRmOFGtMI/AAAAAAAAAns/_Lds2uNjefA/s72-c/black_bijou.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551363485931873741.post-29063864477741555</id><published>2011-03-17T00:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T13:08:40.388-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happiness'/><title type='text'>Killin' It with Kisses</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iWOyfLBYtuU"&gt;Florence and the Machine&lt;/a&gt; had it right. I'm kicking those dog days out of here. I feel like life is giving me lemons to make lemonade, and I get really excited about it, but then those lemons turn out to be sour. Not so good for lemonade. So what's a girl to do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I've been thinking about this on this 2AM Thursday morning. I'm exhausted, but can't seem to sleep. The earplugs and eye mask are not working at the moment, although they usually knock me right out. So that only means one thing: it's time to write! About what, who knows? My Women's Lit professor told us that sometimes, when we don't think we know what to write about, our best thoughts spill out anyway. So maybe I should try that and see what happens. If none of this makes sense, I'm sorry. 2AM Alexa is usually a little bit loopy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Today started out as a great day. Cute outfit, good hair, warm weather, the whole shebang. However, it slowly but surely fell apart. That killer job I applied for? Oh yeah, they loved my resumé, thought I was perfectly qualified, and knew I would do a great job, but they filled the position yesterday, before they even got around to looking at my resumé. A  couple of other things fell apart, too. It seems totally appropriate that, as I was driving home from campus and near tears, the clouds opened up and my newly-washed car was poured on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I of course listened to my favorite talk by President Uchtdorf, &lt;a href="http://lds.org/general-conference/2010/04/continue-in-patience?lang=eng"&gt;"Continue in Patience."&lt;/a&gt; This talk has gotten me through so much, especially when I feel like I've been patient for long enough. My favorite quote from this talk is: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;"&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;There is an important concept here: patience is not passive resignation, nor is it failing to act because of our fears. Patience means active waiting and enduring. It means staying with something and doing all that we can—working, hoping, and exercising faith; bearing hardship with fortitude, even when the desires of our hearts are delayed. Patience is not simply enduring; it is endu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;ring well!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;So that's the solution. I've got to keep going. I'm going to let those dog days of feeling like nothing is going well for me die. Florence puts it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;so well: "Happiness hit her like a bullet in the back." I need to keep actively waiting for whatever it is that's coming for me, because I want to feel that bullet! (That sounds awful but let's think figuratively here).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;So there's my word vomit for the night. Hopefully this means that I can sleep! Good night, my lovely readers. And to finish with a great picture &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;for the day. It makes me want to garden:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2yF8EHNb-VM/TYHB9NrM-wI/AAAAAAAAAnk/KZ50fjGw0SM/s400/031411tomboy_outfit2.jpeg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 274px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584958270303173378" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;meta charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551363485931873741-29063864477741555?l=alexajustesen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/feeds/29063864477741555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2011/03/killin-it-with-kisses.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/29063864477741555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/29063864477741555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2011/03/killin-it-with-kisses.html' title='Killin&apos; It with Kisses'/><author><name>Alexa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18309825803508561612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k8BscDNDfJ8/TYqDF9Bg3fI/AAAAAAAAAr8/DKoTIJvWbZU/s220/IMG_0578Edit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2yF8EHNb-VM/TYHB9NrM-wI/AAAAAAAAAnk/KZ50fjGw0SM/s72-c/031411tomboy_outfit2.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551363485931873741.post-4793878246517303737</id><published>2011-03-15T12:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T12:16:59.590-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happiness'/><title type='text'>A Stroke of Genius</title><content type='html'>My wisdom for the day: Sometimes things don't work out the way you plan on them working. Sometimes they just might be better. I'll keep ya'll posted.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lex&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551363485931873741-4793878246517303737?l=alexajustesen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/feeds/4793878246517303737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2011/03/stroke-of-genius.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/4793878246517303737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/4793878246517303737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2011/03/stroke-of-genius.html' title='A Stroke of Genius'/><author><name>Alexa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18309825803508561612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k8BscDNDfJ8/TYqDF9Bg3fI/AAAAAAAAAr8/DKoTIJvWbZU/s220/IMG_0578Edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551363485931873741.post-3992420653443059784</id><published>2011-02-26T23:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-26T23:55:03.988-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cuteness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny'/><title type='text'>Mama Quit Her Yob! Yay!!!</title><content type='html'>*10 points to Gryffindor if you can name the movie my title came from. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I found out yesterday that I'm one step closer in the process of getting my dream job (well, at least dream internship). And I'm so happy! I'm pretty sure that when I got off the phone yesterday with the lady who told me I'm getting an interview, I think I did a dance that resembles this little red-headed boy's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/azhgVB5uXlo" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then my little sister showed me this video. If only I could have the confidence of this little girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/0rbMHLDY1pA" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551363485931873741-3992420653443059784?l=alexajustesen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/feeds/3992420653443059784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2011/02/mama-quit-her-yob-yay.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/3992420653443059784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/3992420653443059784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2011/02/mama-quit-her-yob-yay.html' title='Mama Quit Her Yob! Yay!!!'/><author><name>Alexa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18309825803508561612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k8BscDNDfJ8/TYqDF9Bg3fI/AAAAAAAAAr8/DKoTIJvWbZU/s220/IMG_0578Edit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/azhgVB5uXlo/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551363485931873741.post-5860074203476906594</id><published>2011-02-16T20:13:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-16T21:39:40.349-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lusting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cuteness'/><title type='text'>Adam Young Has My Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My friend Liese showed this to me, and because I have an obsession with both Taylor Swift and Owl City, this made my day. Adam Young, if you don't marry Taylor, please marry me! We would have cute kids, yeah?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://owlcitymusic.com/vday/"&gt;Adam's Valentine Day Gift&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FGTRVYaDehA/TVy0ew8joaI/AAAAAAAAAnM/t-E3Xn4_wxk/s400/owlcity.jpeg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574528879405801890" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551363485931873741-5860074203476906594?l=alexajustesen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/feeds/5860074203476906594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2011/02/adam-young-has-my-heart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/5860074203476906594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/5860074203476906594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2011/02/adam-young-has-my-heart.html' title='Adam Young Has My Heart'/><author><name>Alexa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18309825803508561612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k8BscDNDfJ8/TYqDF9Bg3fI/AAAAAAAAAr8/DKoTIJvWbZU/s220/IMG_0578Edit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FGTRVYaDehA/TVy0ew8joaI/AAAAAAAAAnM/t-E3Xn4_wxk/s72-c/owlcity.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551363485931873741.post-971948860488236086</id><published>2011-02-14T17:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T21:03:50.315-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ranting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BYU'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny'/><title type='text'>In the Words of J. Biebs, "I Need Somebody to Love"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Happy Valentine's Day! Let me give you my count.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Approximate number of giggling girls I saw on campus with flowers:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;23 (I was on campus today for ONE hour)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Approximate number of guys I saw carrying flowers for said girls:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;17&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Approximate number of people I saw at Smith's buying some sort of V-Day treat:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lost count&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;div&gt;Number of love songs my Pilates instructor played at the gym today:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One whole hour's worth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I'm not complaining. Maybe next year I'll be a recipient of those flowers. But I won't be all giggly. That's not my style.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUT...I had an epic weekend with great people in Las Vegas. I'll spare the details for now, but I'll just give a sneak peek. Our theme was James Bond. And we looked HOT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QcbksKc5nuI/TVnfWrRD1KI/AAAAAAAAAmM/d4lseSmufjg/s400/IMG_0230.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573731594512094370" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RLlZA4YWKI8/TVnfWYaIOII/AAAAAAAAAmE/YoUDLTFr1vE/s400/IMG_2677.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573731589449857154" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BsLO_xWMtl4/TVnfWJHH2jI/AAAAAAAAAl8/Ntrgs6caOVA/s400/IMG_2671.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573731585343609394" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551363485931873741-971948860488236086?l=alexajustesen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/feeds/971948860488236086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2011/02/in-words-of-j-biebs-i-need-somebody-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/971948860488236086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/971948860488236086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2011/02/in-words-of-j-biebs-i-need-somebody-to.html' title='In the Words of J. Biebs, &quot;I Need Somebody to Love&quot;'/><author><name>Alexa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18309825803508561612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k8BscDNDfJ8/TYqDF9Bg3fI/AAAAAAAAAr8/DKoTIJvWbZU/s220/IMG_0578Edit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QcbksKc5nuI/TVnfWrRD1KI/AAAAAAAAAmM/d4lseSmufjg/s72-c/IMG_0230.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551363485931873741.post-2010329290376122400</id><published>2011-01-27T20:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T20:51:13.390-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ranting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weird'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BYU'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny'/><title type='text'>And That's the Way I Like It</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Warning: This is a rant. Please don't judge my normalcy based on this post. Resume writing is tough business. Especially when it has to be really good. Can't my cover letter just say, "Dear Church Magazine people, I really want to intern for you this year. I promise I know how to write and I like to edit. Please hire me."? No? Okay. This is the big leagues apparently. Tonight as I've been staring at my computer racking my brain for the best way to describe my editing experience, I started to feel like this dude. Do you think they would notice?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/TUJEVnoAWFI/AAAAAAAAAlw/0N-92rD2WHU/s400/ebayresume.gif" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 306px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567087227588073554" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But, the upside about the whole resume-writing business is that I now have my future planned...I think. August graduation has been declared, my second minor has been declared, and internships are being applied for. I love that I know what I want to do with my future, or at least for the interim. Feeling like a grown-up is kind of fun, when it's not scaring me out of my mind. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is my last thought for the day. Last night, as I was sitting doing homework, NOT watching the amazing BYU/SDSU basketball game (FYI, "jimmered" is now a verb, basically meaning "to be crushed by all that is BYU basketball") because I didn't want to wait in line to get tickets (that's another story. I detest lines.) and because we don't get the CBS Sports channel, I decided to peruse Netflix. That was a horribly long-winded sentence. Anyway, I found "The Last Song," and unfortunately, I watched it. Miley, I wanted to gouge my eyes out and burst my ear drums. How did you get Liam Hemsworth??? Don't get me wrong, it's a sweet movie. Everyone else can act except Miley. Her acting felt like nails on a chalkboard. Is that harsh? Usually I really like Nicholas Sparks' characters (with the exception of a certain Noah in "The Notebook"). But I think I started to dislike Miley more and more as the movie went on. Someone just needed to do her hair! Sadly, Youtube doesn't have a whole lot of videos showcasing her awkwardness, so you'll just have to believe me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, before I say something really stupid, back to resume writing. Also, is it healthy for a 5 foot 8, 120-something pound girl to drink a whole gallon of milk in two days by herself? Because I did. What? Ovaltine is good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551363485931873741-2010329290376122400?l=alexajustesen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/feeds/2010329290376122400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2011/01/and-thats-way-i-like-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/2010329290376122400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/2010329290376122400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2011/01/and-thats-way-i-like-it.html' title='And That&apos;s the Way I Like It'/><author><name>Alexa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18309825803508561612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k8BscDNDfJ8/TYqDF9Bg3fI/AAAAAAAAAr8/DKoTIJvWbZU/s220/IMG_0578Edit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/TUJEVnoAWFI/AAAAAAAAAlw/0N-92rD2WHU/s72-c/ebayresume.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551363485931873741.post-3801505523656298299</id><published>2011-01-21T16:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T16:26:05.684-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lusting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BYU'/><title type='text'>Be Free. Be Happy. Be You.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The title is from the Dove dark chocolate candy wrapper I just ate. No, I didn't eat the wrapper, just the chocolate. Yum.  Here's been the last week of my life:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/TTogdgKD8aI/AAAAAAAAAlg/q4wwHclEEVk/s400/Photo%2B95.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564795980790100386" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yep, just being busy with school. And maybe watching "The Princess Diaries," 1 and 2. A couple of times. And, because I've been working hard, I rewarded myself. :) They're much cuter in person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/TTohlCFfu2I/AAAAAAAAAlo/9r9LVaGCsFQ/s400/mossimo-target-pumps-womens--pearce-pumps-dove-patent.jpeg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 164px; height: 146px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564797209668467554" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551363485931873741-3801505523656298299?l=alexajustesen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/feeds/3801505523656298299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2011/01/be-free-be-happy-be-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/3801505523656298299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/3801505523656298299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2011/01/be-free-be-happy-be-you.html' title='Be Free. Be Happy. Be You.'/><author><name>Alexa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18309825803508561612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k8BscDNDfJ8/TYqDF9Bg3fI/AAAAAAAAAr8/DKoTIJvWbZU/s220/IMG_0578Edit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/TTogdgKD8aI/AAAAAAAAAlg/q4wwHclEEVk/s72-c/Photo%2B95.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551363485931873741.post-3073049307560164566</id><published>2011-01-18T21:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T21:45:43.193-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happiness'/><title type='text'>Lessons in Life Are Gonna Show You in Time</title><content type='html'>I feel like I've fallen off a few horses lately, and this week my daddy told me not to cry. :) So I dedicate this song to him and to those cowgirls who feel like life won't ever get better. When you fall, just get back up again.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HECZbIMg9u8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HECZbIMg9u8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&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/551363485931873741-3073049307560164566?l=alexajustesen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/feeds/3073049307560164566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2011/01/my-daily-mantra.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/3073049307560164566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/3073049307560164566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2011/01/my-daily-mantra.html' title='Lessons in Life Are Gonna Show You in Time'/><author><name>Alexa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18309825803508561612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k8BscDNDfJ8/TYqDF9Bg3fI/AAAAAAAAAr8/DKoTIJvWbZU/s220/IMG_0578Edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551363485931873741.post-7768205407463094630</id><published>2011-01-15T10:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T11:05:48.000-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lusting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BYU'/><title type='text'>I'm in Love, I'm in Love, and I Don't Care Who Knows It!</title><content type='html'>Well, if you read my post &lt;a href="http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2011/01/im-shining-like-fireworks.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;below&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, you know that the title of this blog has nothing to do with anyone of the male persuasion. Instead, it has to do with my new semester here at BYU! I'm taking five classes, and for the first time ever, I love every single one of them. I wake up each morning excited to go up to campus and learn. I'm taking two editing classes, which is leading to my dream of being a magazine editor someday. Here's a list of what I'll be learning for the next four months:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ELANG 410 Genre and Substantive Editing: In this class we're working with the editors of BYU Magazine to learn the magazine-making process, and I love it. In the Spring they're offering student editing internships, which would be a dream for me. So I'm working hard to get it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ELANG 350 Basic Editing Skills: Pretty self-explanatory. Lots of grammar, lots of red pencil marks. And I love it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;English 396 Studies in Women's Literature: For this class we're reading works by African, Indian, Afghan, and European women in the modern and postmodern eras. A book a week is tough, but I absolutely adore this class. I was worried that it would be all about man-bashing, but it isn't. My professor is able to seamlessly blend our religion and beliefs with "womanist" ideas. I love it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Communications 381 International Media Systems: My last class for my Communications minor! We're learning about how the media exists in different cultures. I didn't realize how much of an influence the United States has on what people around the world watch on TV.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;English 495 Rhetoric and Legal Argumentation: This is my Senior capstone class. When I was little I wanted to be a lawyer. That's not my dream anymore, but I'm taking this class because I want to learn how my English major fits into the law. And I love it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So that's what's going on this semester. The social aspect of my life can probably be improved just a little bit, but I'm finally where I want to be in the academic part.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551363485931873741-7768205407463094630?l=alexajustesen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/feeds/7768205407463094630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2011/01/im-in-love-im-in-love-and-i-dont-care.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/7768205407463094630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/7768205407463094630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2011/01/im-in-love-im-in-love-and-i-dont-care.html' title='I&apos;m in Love, I&apos;m in Love, and I Don&apos;t Care Who Knows It!'/><author><name>Alexa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18309825803508561612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k8BscDNDfJ8/TYqDF9Bg3fI/AAAAAAAAAr8/DKoTIJvWbZU/s220/IMG_0578Edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551363485931873741.post-8235531500040158303</id><published>2011-01-15T00:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T00:23:37.679-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heartbreak'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspiration'/><title type='text'>I'm Shining Like Fireworks</title><content type='html'>It's sad when you find out that guys like this really exist, huh?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Maybe it's me and my blind optimism to blame. Or maybe it's you and your sick need to give love and take it away. You'll add my name to your long list of traitors who don't understand. And I'll look back and regret I ignored when they said 'Run as fast as you can.'"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div&gt;"You are an expert at sorry, and keeping lines blurry, and never impressed by me acing your tests. All the girls that you've run dry, with tired lifeless eyes 'cause you burned them out..."&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UF3u1q_T8aw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UF3u1q_T8aw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"But I took your matches before fire could catch me, so don't look now. I'm shining like fireworks over your sad, empty town."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551363485931873741-8235531500040158303?l=alexajustesen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/feeds/8235531500040158303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2011/01/im-shining-like-fireworks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/8235531500040158303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/8235531500040158303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2011/01/im-shining-like-fireworks.html' title='I&apos;m Shining Like Fireworks'/><author><name>Alexa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18309825803508561612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k8BscDNDfJ8/TYqDF9Bg3fI/AAAAAAAAAr8/DKoTIJvWbZU/s220/IMG_0578Edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551363485931873741.post-1482857793976756171</id><published>2010-12-20T13:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T13:20:10.448-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lusting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny'/><title type='text'>Tina Tina Made These Doorbells...</title><content type='html'>Okay okay, one more post of the year. My brother and I have been catching up on our SNL and this might be my favorite clip ever. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="512" height="288"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.hulu.com/embed/4YcPGh1IhlqaZB6s0fwUUw"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.hulu.com/embed/4YcPGh1IhlqaZB6s0fwUUw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="512" height="288" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551363485931873741-1482857793976756171?l=alexajustesen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/feeds/1482857793976756171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2010/12/tina-tina-made-these-doorbells.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/1482857793976756171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/1482857793976756171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2010/12/tina-tina-made-these-doorbells.html' title='Tina Tina Made These Doorbells...'/><author><name>Alexa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18309825803508561612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k8BscDNDfJ8/TYqDF9Bg3fI/AAAAAAAAAr8/DKoTIJvWbZU/s220/IMG_0578Edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551363485931873741.post-2294543042593819727</id><published>2010-12-19T19:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-19T20:11:34.574-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lists'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Reflection</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;	&lt;/span&gt;With Christmas and New Year's coming and being home over the break, I don't know how much blogging I'm going to be doing in the next couple weeks. So until 2011 gets here and I get back to Provo and back into the swing of a new semester, I'm going to reflect now on some things I learned during2010. If I had to find one word that defined 2010 for me, I think it would be "Growth." I've definitely done a lot of that this year, in lots of ways. So without further ado, here's a list to round out my 2010. Merry Christmas, and I hope you all have a happy holiday season! See you in 2011.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;1. Maria von Trapp said it once, and I'll say it again. "When God closes a door, He opens a window." And sometimes, He even breaks a whole wall down just in case you're being stubborn and aren't able to feel the breeze coming in from said window.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;2. It's okay to be silly. Did I play innertube waterpolo this year? Yes. Did we look like idiots? Yes. Was it so fun anyway? YES. Ward Halloween party. Did I fall at Classic Skating? Yes. Did we take silly pictures? Yes. I've done silly things this year, but I've learned it's fun to let go and act like a little kid sometimes, no matter how old you are.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/TQ7MlIV00II/AAAAAAAAAjQ/uRXm7Wd_nSU/s320/DSCN4449.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552600328860651650" /&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/TQ7OVogssvI/AAAAAAAAAjY/Nqakj-Z-hiU/s320/DSCN4973.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552602261641540338" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;3. Write things down. I've been an avid journal since I was 8, because writing is therapeutic for me. But I learned this year that writing is a great way for me to vent about how I'm feeling instead of getting angry over little things that in the long run won't even matter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;4. Taylor Swift has a song to go with every minute of my life. And after listening, I always feel better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;5. Family will always be there for you. During a rough summer and challenging semester, my family was always there whenever I needed them. I love that, even though we're all getting older, we can still be silly together. Hence the picture below.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/TQ7QbyIjOxI/AAAAAAAAAjw/b0ml6_PNGJc/s320/IMG_9739.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552604566327081746" /&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/TQ7PpbY-Z3I/AAAAAAAAAjo/hbbfiTy2ZeQ/s320/IMG_9736Edit.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 216px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552603701228496754" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;6. Make everyone's day better. I saw so many &lt;a href="http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2010/05/positivity.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2010/10/thank-you-airport-stranger.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;do this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; for me this year, and maybe they didn't even know it. My goal is to make sure that, after someone talks to me, they feel better about themselves. I want to be a light in people's lives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;7. Take time to take a break. One of my favorite parts about this year was going to visit my favorite family in &lt;a href="http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2010/10/texas-is-bestest.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Texas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. I took two days off from school, and I played with 4 little kids. And it was just what I needed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;8. Make friends with everyone. This year I've been blessed to live in a wonderful ward, and I've made lots of friends. I've also rekindled friendships with old friends, too. Having a variety of people to go to makes life so much better!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/TQ7TcEeYhoI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/1bwm4La3nOc/s320/DSCN5068.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552607869785376386" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/TQ7Tb5O4D1I/AAAAAAAAAkI/iM8Jw-KOOi8/s320/DSCN4898.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552607866767544146" /&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/TQ7Tbu0oH5I/AAAAAAAAAkA/Bb4-HqBwMjI/s320/DSCN5006.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552607863973093266" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/TQ7TbfQo1KI/AAAAAAAAAj4/FrTXGa_VcrA/s320/DSCN4842.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552607859795612834" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;9. Appreciate the things you have in your life, because before you know it they can disappear. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;10. Don't change who you are for anyone or anything. I've learned this semester that if someone doesn't appreciate you for what you are or what you bring to the table, it's possible to surround yourself with people who do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;11. Most importantly, remember that things will always work out for you. One of my favorite talks this year was the one by President Uchtdorf, called, "Continue in Patience." It constantly reminds me that, as long as I'm doing the things I should be doing and waiting patiently with faith, Heavenly Father will take care of me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/654QGjYHlJY?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/654QGjYHlJY?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&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/551363485931873741-2294543042593819727?l=alexajustesen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/feeds/2294543042593819727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2010/12/reflection.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/2294543042593819727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/2294543042593819727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2010/12/reflection.html' title='Reflection'/><author><name>Alexa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18309825803508561612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k8BscDNDfJ8/TYqDF9Bg3fI/AAAAAAAAAr8/DKoTIJvWbZU/s220/IMG_0578Edit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/TQ7MlIV00II/AAAAAAAAAjQ/uRXm7Wd_nSU/s72-c/DSCN4449.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551363485931873741.post-1518918834119044441</id><published>2010-11-30T09:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T09:41:00.432-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny'/><title type='text'>Adventures</title><content type='html'>I've taken a bit of a blogging hiatus this month. I'm not sure why. Maybe school has a lot to do with it, maybe I'm just lazy. Yesterday I got back to Provo after a great week at home in California with my family. Getting there was a bit of a hassle, because I flew out the night of a blizzard, and this is what the airport looked like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/TPUzWI20VbI/AAAAAAAAAi4/zY9Ur0-q7O8/s1600/flights-cancelled-med-500x375-4524457994_4b13c9fa0e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 354px; height: 263px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/TPUzWI20VbI/AAAAAAAAAi4/zY9Ur0-q7O8/s320/flights-cancelled-med-500x375-4524457994_4b13c9fa0e.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545394971604178354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And then when I finally arrived in Sacramento at 12:35 am, I found out Delta had left my luggage back in Salt Lake. Awesome! It felt like a scene out of "Meet the Parents!" But being home was so great. We had a delicious turkey dinner, watched the parade as a family, and played PS3. Who knew my dad liked a video game? I'm so excited to go back in 3 weeks. Hopefully it isn't the adventure I went through to get there last week. As fun as it was, sitting in the airport for 8 and a half hours isn't my exact idea of a great way to spend a day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life right now is kind of feeling like a Carrie Underwood song. I'm not sure what I'm really doing and I'm not sure of the direction in my life right now, but I'm just going with it to see what happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Play On"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatcha gonna do when the show is over?&lt;br /&gt;Whatcha gonna sing when the song ends, yeah?&lt;br /&gt;How you gonna cope when there is no closure?&lt;br /&gt;Where you gonna reach when the goal gets higher?&lt;br /&gt;How you gonna make it through when you think you lost your chance?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Play on when you're losing the game&lt;br /&gt;Play on 'cause you're gonna make mistakes&lt;br /&gt;It's always worth the sacrifice&lt;br /&gt;Even when you think you're wrong&lt;br /&gt;So play on, play on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even when the floodgates swing wide open&lt;br /&gt;Never let current take you down, no&lt;br /&gt;Even when you're not sure where you're going&lt;br /&gt;Swimming through a mess and you can't get out&lt;br /&gt;Just going through the motions and trying not to drown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Play on when you're losing the game&lt;br /&gt;Play on 'cause you're gonna make mistakes&lt;br /&gt;It's always worth the sacrifice&lt;span style="color: rgb(136, 136, 136); font-size: 0.75em;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even when you think you're wrong&lt;br /&gt;So play on, play on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even through a storm on the darkest night&lt;br /&gt;Don't you ever give up the fight&lt;br /&gt;Even when you feel you're all alone&lt;br /&gt;Play on, play on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Play on when you're losing the game&lt;br /&gt;Play on 'cause you're gonna make mistakes&lt;br /&gt;It's always worth the sacrifice&lt;br /&gt;Even when you think you're wrong&lt;br /&gt;So play on, play on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Play on&lt;br /&gt;Ooh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Na, na, na, na, na, na&lt;br /&gt;Na, na, na, na, na, na&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551363485931873741-1518918834119044441?l=alexajustesen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/feeds/1518918834119044441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2010/11/adventures.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/1518918834119044441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/1518918834119044441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2010/11/adventures.html' title='Adventures'/><author><name>Alexa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18309825803508561612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k8BscDNDfJ8/TYqDF9Bg3fI/AAAAAAAAAr8/DKoTIJvWbZU/s220/IMG_0578Edit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/TPUzWI20VbI/AAAAAAAAAi4/zY9Ur0-q7O8/s72-c/flights-cancelled-med-500x375-4524457994_4b13c9fa0e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551363485931873741.post-2136687229764926406</id><published>2010-11-02T08:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T09:07:04.114-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cuteness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>November November November!</title><content type='html'>I'm so excited that it's finally November because that means &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; can actually start! Don't roll your eyes and start a debate with me about how it shouldn't begin until after Thanksgiving. No. It starts &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;November 1&lt;/span&gt;. I am already listening to &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; songs on Pandora at work. I never get sick of &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Christ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;mas&lt;/span&gt; music or decorations. I only get sick of snow. Which luckily it has only done once here in Provo, and I'm hoping maybe it'll stay that way? This &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; will be my first one back in California in a long time, and I'm excited to have a green one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Halloween&lt;/span&gt; has come and gone, and it was fun! The beauty of having &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Halloween&lt;/span&gt; on a Sunday means that us Mormons can party Thursday, Friday, and Saturday! Which I did. With a different costume each night. I'm not very creative, which means my costumes consisted of what I had in my closet and a few borrowed things from friends, but it was perfect. Ward parties, parties with friends, and a couple of scary movies completed my weekend. Now it's time to bring on the holidays! 21 days, 9 hours, and 30 minutes until I go home for Thanksgiving. Not that I'm counting or anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/TNA1AVwMQYI/AAAAAAAAAig/3GtmH5xSt-E/s1600/74370_495638992316_556082316_7499670_2404193_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 356px; height: 473px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/TNA1AVwMQYI/AAAAAAAAAig/3GtmH5xSt-E/s320/74370_495638992316_556082316_7499670_2404193_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534982221993886082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Costume #1: Thank you, Tim, for helping me be a weaponless soldier. Fierce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/TNA1qhoqHeI/AAAAAAAAAiw/Eb_l75RdbQ0/s1600/74529_496458397316_556082316_7517576_468697_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 351px; height: 466px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/TNA1qhoqHeI/AAAAAAAAAiw/Eb_l75RdbQ0/s320/74529_496458397316_556082316_7517576_468697_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534982946738019810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Costume #3 (no pictures of my cowgirlishness) Freshman besties reunited as a soccer player (Brazilian, no less), girl hit by a car, and little Miss 60's. We're cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/264/71C4E58597D825E8C7C44F17BEA860F8.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551363485931873741-2136687229764926406?l=alexajustesen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/feeds/2136687229764926406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2010/11/november-november-november.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/2136687229764926406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/2136687229764926406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2010/11/november-november-november.html' title='November November November!'/><author><name>Alexa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18309825803508561612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k8BscDNDfJ8/TYqDF9Bg3fI/AAAAAAAAAr8/DKoTIJvWbZU/s220/IMG_0578Edit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/TNA1AVwMQYI/AAAAAAAAAig/3GtmH5xSt-E/s72-c/74370_495638992316_556082316_7499670_2404193_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551363485931873741.post-3111006733284905853</id><published>2010-10-22T11:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T10:39:18.477-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lists'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lusting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny'/><title type='text'>Things I'm Lovin'</title><content type='html'>Here's a list of things I'm loving on right now, in no particular order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite thing about this week: it's over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite thing about today: Good hair. No, GREAT hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saying "like a G6" at the end of every sentence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite new song: Phoenix's 1901. So what, I'm behind the times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Halloween costume options. Endless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite happy thought: I'm going to California in a month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite not-so-happy thought: I have to plan my future. I think I'm going to get in my car the day I graduate and just drive. East? South? Want to come?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happiest time of my Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays: English 451 and ELANG 325. For obvious reasons which will only remain obvious to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite new discovery: I can have curly hair in Utah. And I can rock it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worst new discovery: I can't function on 4 hours of sleep each night. Also, I have the worst case of senioritis ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Discovery of the week: "The 6th Sense" is not scary. I've been lied to for so long.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sweater of the week: Stripey gray cardigan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Food of the week: Frosted Mini Wheats. I'm such a college student.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy song: "Speak Now" by Taylor Swift. Her new CD comes out in THREE DAYS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goal of the week: Don't get discouraged with people. Some of them just aren't worth my time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551363485931873741-3111006733284905853?l=alexajustesen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/feeds/3111006733284905853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2010/10/things-im-lovin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/3111006733284905853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/3111006733284905853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2010/10/things-im-lovin.html' title='Things I&apos;m Lovin&apos;'/><author><name>Alexa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18309825803508561612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k8BscDNDfJ8/TYqDF9Bg3fI/AAAAAAAAAr8/DKoTIJvWbZU/s220/IMG_0578Edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551363485931873741.post-4067154846692004633</id><published>2010-10-19T08:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T08:47:28.131-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cuteness'/><title type='text'>Texas is the Bestest</title><content type='html'>This past weekend I was able to fly to Dallas to spend the weekend with my favorite family, the Trythalls. My family has known them for about 10 years. I spent junior high baby-sitting two of their kids, Kennedy and Alec, before both our families moved, and Sister Trythall was also my Beehive's advisor, so we all go way back. :) It was a great trip. Basically, I got to spend 3 days playing with 4 kids, eating delicious Tex Mex, and being disappointed as BYU lost to TCU. I thought maybe me being in Texas with the team would help them, but I guess not. Good thing I don't care much about football! It was a great trip, and I think the pictures below will explain how much fun I had more than I can!And like always, I never take enough pictures. I wish I had more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/TL269cCAm0I/AAAAAAAAAiA/Aw4_DvUCrgY/s1600/72245_490133142316_556082316_7413779_557246_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 274px; height: 365px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/TL269cCAm0I/AAAAAAAAAiA/Aw4_DvUCrgY/s320/72245_490133142316_556082316_7413779_557246_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529781482140244802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ryan the cowboy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/TL26-BkRogI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/pL-p4sVNpdw/s1600/73325_490136302316_556082316_7413795_6517221_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 264px; height: 358px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/TL26-BkRogI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/pL-p4sVNpdw/s320/73325_490136302316_556082316_7413795_6517221_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529781492216078850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me and my buddy Matthew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/TL269pRZCQI/AAAAAAAAAiI/iJuChxbMgSE/s1600/73723_490135977316_556082316_7413794_1616369_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 272px; height: 362px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/TL269pRZCQI/AAAAAAAAAiI/iJuChxbMgSE/s320/73723_490135977316_556082316_7413794_1616369_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529781485694421250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alec being silly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/TL26quqBBJI/AAAAAAAAAhw/KJKI68KtuXI/s1600/71880_490134597316_556082316_7413785_5593386_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/TL26quqBBJI/AAAAAAAAAhw/KJKI68KtuXI/s320/71880_490134597316_556082316_7413785_5593386_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529781160722367634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ryan covered in guacamole from Uncle Julio's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/TL269ISR90I/AAAAAAAAAh4/WJa35xQOT1E/s1600/71945_490136557316_556082316_7413799_6957235_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/TL269ISR90I/AAAAAAAAAh4/WJa35xQOT1E/s320/71945_490136557316_556082316_7413799_6957235_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529781476839782210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Showing off our muscles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/TL26qsxb04I/AAAAAAAAAho/m0n4ra80_Zs/s1600/69891_490133402316_556082316_7413783_1862371_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/TL26qsxb04I/AAAAAAAAAho/m0n4ra80_Zs/s320/69891_490133402316_556082316_7413783_1862371_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529781160216613762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kennedy and I in our matching watches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/TL26qBCei1I/AAAAAAAAAhY/RMkTfInpZmY/s1600/33652_490135822316_556082316_7413791_2915663_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/TL26qBCei1I/AAAAAAAAAhY/RMkTfInpZmY/s320/33652_490135822316_556082316_7413791_2915663_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529781148476934994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sweet little Matthew. Can you beat that smile?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/TL26p315SKI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/WHne47vCFuo/s1600/33575_490135752316_556082316_7413790_1033636_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/TL26p315SKI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/WHne47vCFuo/s320/33575_490135752316_556082316_7413790_1033636_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529781146008242338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/TL26qSX21SI/AAAAAAAAAhg/wCuZlkso0RM/s1600/36166_490137822316_556082316_7413829_4065622_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/TL26qSX21SI/AAAAAAAAAhg/wCuZlkso0RM/s320/36166_490137822316_556082316_7413829_4065622_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529781153130009890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My flight made a pit-stop in Oklahoma. Whatever they say about Oklahoma, it's probably true. Thank you, Trythalls!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551363485931873741-4067154846692004633?l=alexajustesen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/feeds/4067154846692004633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2010/10/texas-is-bestest.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/4067154846692004633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/4067154846692004633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2010/10/texas-is-bestest.html' title='Texas is the Bestest'/><author><name>Alexa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18309825803508561612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k8BscDNDfJ8/TYqDF9Bg3fI/AAAAAAAAAr8/DKoTIJvWbZU/s220/IMG_0578Edit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/TL269cCAm0I/AAAAAAAAAiA/Aw4_DvUCrgY/s72-c/72245_490133142316_556082316_7413779_557246_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551363485931873741.post-8862361484278278286</id><published>2010-10-18T10:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T10:54:20.542-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cuteness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happiness'/><title type='text'>Thank you, airport stranger</title><content type='html'>So, I'm doing this 10-Day challenge that the Women's Resources Center at BYU is putting on. Basically, each day, they give you some sort of challenge, whether it's listing 10 things you love about yourself, doing fun exercising, or not judging yourself or others, to help women become more confident with themselves and their bodies. I think it's a great idea! My friend Rachel is doing it as well, and she's been awesome about writing her experiences down. Read about them &lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;" href="http://sunshinerachel.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. It's been a good experience for me to really know that we're all beautiful in different ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which brings me to my story. Yesterday I flew home from my wonderful trip to Texas (more on that later with cute pictures of cute kids), and I had a 2 hour layover in Denver. So I got something to eat and sat at my gate. There was a plane at the same gate taking off to Detroit before my flight to Salt Lake City, so a group of people was sitting around me. I had my laptop open with my headphones in, not really paying attention to what was going on around me. The passengers for the Detroit flight were told to line up to board, so the people around me started to get up and walk past me to get in line. As they did, this guy, probably somewhere around my age, walked up to me and tapped the top of my computer. I took my headphones out to hear whatever he was going to say. And he says, "I just wanted to let you know you're very beautiful." And then he walked through the gate to get onto the plane. I was shocked! But can I tell you something? I'm pretty sure I had the biggest grin on my face until I boarded my plane. I'll never see this kid again, but he made my (very tired, crazy curly hair, flip-flopped feet) day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't we all be like that? If we all were to tell someone each day that they are beautiful or handsome, and sincerely mean it, I think the confidence level of the world would increase. So that's my story. Thanks for boosting my confidence, airport stranger!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551363485931873741-8862361484278278286?l=alexajustesen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/feeds/8862361484278278286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2010/10/thank-you-airport-stranger.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/8862361484278278286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/8862361484278278286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2010/10/thank-you-airport-stranger.html' title='Thank you, airport stranger'/><author><name>Alexa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18309825803508561612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k8BscDNDfJ8/TYqDF9Bg3fI/AAAAAAAAAr8/DKoTIJvWbZU/s220/IMG_0578Edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551363485931873741.post-5552468345615231800</id><published>2010-10-08T10:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T11:09:41.851-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lusting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happiness'/><title type='text'>Dear God...</title><content type='html'>It's me, Alexa. I have a favor to ask you. I was wondering if, just maybe, you could give me more than 24 hours in a day, just this week and next, so that I stop going like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/TK9a345NrkI/AAAAAAAAAgo/MOeBF9lt9sc/s1600/thumbnail.aspx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 207px; height: 175px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/TK9a345NrkI/AAAAAAAAAgo/MOeBF9lt9sc/s320/thumbnail.aspx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525735184018550338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And have more time to do this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/TK9a_dDwTKI/AAAAAAAAAgw/0z7s2cITdmM/s1600/2374741-teenager-reading-on-the-couch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 195px; height: 292px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/TK9a_dDwTKI/AAAAAAAAAgw/0z7s2cITdmM/s320/2374741-teenager-reading-on-the-couch.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525735313985522850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/TK9cOrCSqUI/AAAAAAAAAg4/oGJLIOFexyA/s1600/asian-lion-sleeping.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 183px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/TK9cOrCSqUI/AAAAAAAAAg4/oGJLIOFexyA/s320/asian-lion-sleeping.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525736674947148098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No? Okay. Then I'll just live on this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/TK9csdhcXgI/AAAAAAAAAhA/83LH4perTIw/s1600/lg_cocacola_can.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 138px; height: 256px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/TK9csdhcXgI/AAAAAAAAAhA/83LH4perTIw/s320/lg_cocacola_can.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525737186715786754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And these...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/TK9c8aWlzJI/AAAAAAAAAhI/ix3F5xt-EqM/s1600/48205.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 258px; height: 137px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/TK9c8aWlzJI/AAAAAAAAAhI/ix3F5xt-EqM/s320/48205.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525737460742868114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that I can stay awake at the library. Or maybe just make the next 6 days go fast so I can get down to 80-degree Texas and out of Provo. Thanks!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/264/71C4E58597D825E8C7C44F17BEA860F8.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551363485931873741-5552468345615231800?l=alexajustesen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/feeds/5552468345615231800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2010/10/dear-god.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/5552468345615231800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/5552468345615231800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2010/10/dear-god.html' title='Dear God...'/><author><name>Alexa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18309825803508561612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k8BscDNDfJ8/TYqDF9Bg3fI/AAAAAAAAAr8/DKoTIJvWbZU/s220/IMG_0578Edit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/TK9a345NrkI/AAAAAAAAAgo/MOeBF9lt9sc/s72-c/thumbnail.aspx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551363485931873741.post-4047019769662263759</id><published>2010-10-04T15:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T15:59:38.850-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lusting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happiness'/><title type='text'>Baby Blue Eyes</title><content type='html'>This last week I went with my roommate Ashley to the Hanson concert. Remember them (Mmbop, long hair, circa third grade)? Anyway, it was really good! They're all grown up now, and their songs are great, their hair is amazing (much better than 13 years ago), and it was fun! But I really liked the band that opened for them, A Rocket to the Moon. Because I'm on this music kick right now, here are a couple of their songs, my personal favorite being the one called "Baby Blue Eyes." Enjoy!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/quUWedTZQNI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/quUWedTZQNI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=US46cHVj0-M&amp;amp;ob=av2e"&gt;"Like We Used To" video&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551363485931873741-4047019769662263759?l=alexajustesen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/feeds/4047019769662263759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2010/10/baby-blue-eyes.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/4047019769662263759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/4047019769662263759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2010/10/baby-blue-eyes.html' title='Baby Blue Eyes'/><author><name>Alexa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18309825803508561612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k8BscDNDfJ8/TYqDF9Bg3fI/AAAAAAAAAr8/DKoTIJvWbZU/s220/IMG_0578Edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551363485931873741.post-5377469210694249197</id><published>2010-09-30T13:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T00:35:52.981-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspiration'/><title type='text'>Maggie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;My dog Maggie passed away this week. She's been in my family for more than half my life, and finding out that she died was like finding out I'd lost a sibling, because in essence, that's what she was. She was the 5th Justesen child. Maggie had been sick for a while, and the vet said it would be easier to put her to sleep rather than wait for her to die because that way she wouldn't have to suffer as much. When my dad called last night to let me know, I cried and cried. And I haven't cried in a while, so I had a lot to let out. But because she's been a part of my family for 13 years, I decided I needed to give her a little photo tribute. Maggie was the best dog in the world. She fit into our family perfectly, and most of my memories of growing up involve her in some way, whether it was being angry at her for chewing up my socks or taking a nap next to her on the floor. Maggie had a knack for knowing when someone in the family was sad and just needed a buddy. I have many memories of her just coming and putting her head on my lap. Every good thing you hear about dogs, Maggie was it. Rest in peace, Maggie. I love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/TKT9s2cCUJI/AAAAAAAAAgY/IdajN8UN6Fg/s320/IMG_1771.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522817990032248978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;"A dog has no use for fancy cars or big homes or designer clothes. Status symbol means nothing to him. A waterlogged stick will do just fine. A dog judges others not by their color or creed or class but by who they are inside. A dog doesn't care if you are rich or poor, educated or illiterate, clever or dull. Give him your heart and he will give you his." John Grogan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/TKT9sWGHitI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/OV4wMOzHxxE/s320/IMG_1768.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522817981350382290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/TKT9sChSQ6I/AAAAAAAAAgI/SiTbKIJfxi0/s320/IMG_1763.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522817976095622050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; font-family: georgia, serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;"Such short little lives our pets have to spend with us, and they spend most of it waiting for us to come home each day. It is amazing how much love and laughter they bring into our lives and even how much closer we become with each other because of them." John Grogan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; font-family: georgia, serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 216px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/TKT6zmlGALI/AAAAAAAAAfo/JiBUqBenlPk/s320/0787120-R2-007-2_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522814807499473074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'Lucida Grande',Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;p class="quotes" style="font-weight: normal; margin-top: 16px; padding-left: 15px; padding-right: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;The poor dog, in life the firmest friend,&lt;br /&gt;"The first to welcome, foremost to defend." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Lord Byron&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 216px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/TKT6zE9O3LI/AAAAAAAAAfg/EtiCLZOC9_w/s320/0787120-R2-009-3_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522814798473911474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;p class="quotes" style="font-weight: normal; margin-top: 16px; padding-left: 15px; padding-right: 15px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;"His ears were often the first thing to catch my tears." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium; "&gt;Elizabeth Barrett Browning, referring to her cocker spaniel, Flush&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/TKT60h0F_QI/AAAAAAAAAgA/_bRFrqd9cW0/s320/IMG_1773.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522814823400078594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;p class="quotes" style="font-weight: normal; margin-top: 16px; padding-left: 15px; padding-right: 15px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;"A dog is the only thing on this earth that loves you more than he loves himself." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium; "&gt;Josh Billings (Henry Wheeler Shaw)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/TKT60X6qRII/AAAAAAAAAf4/9HNNw6qvPxo/s320/IMG_7564Edit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522814820743267458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;font-family:georgia,serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;"A person can learn a lot from a dog, even a loopy one like ours. Marley taught me about living each day with unbridled exuberance and joy, about seizing the moment and following your heart. He taught me to appreciate the simple things-a walk in the woods, a fresh snowfall, a nap in a shaft of winter sunlight. And as he grew old and achy, he taught me about optimism in the face of adversity. Mostly, he taught me about friendship and selflessness and, above all else, unwavering loyalty." John Grogan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;font-family:georgia,serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 235px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/TKT6z_AwmvI/AAAAAAAAAfw/03Z_MVYmY9k/s320/IMG_1651.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522814814057962226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(24, 24, 24); line-height: 18px;font-family:georgia,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/264/71C4E58597D825E8C7C44F17BEA860F8.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551363485931873741-5377469210694249197?l=alexajustesen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/feeds/5377469210694249197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2010/09/maggie.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/5377469210694249197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/5377469210694249197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2010/09/maggie.html' title='Maggie'/><author><name>Alexa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18309825803508561612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k8BscDNDfJ8/TYqDF9Bg3fI/AAAAAAAAAr8/DKoTIJvWbZU/s220/IMG_0578Edit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/TKT9s2cCUJI/AAAAAAAAAgY/IdajN8UN6Fg/s72-c/IMG_1771.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551363485931873741.post-5994570011474110772</id><published>2010-09-27T11:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T08:32:00.763-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspiration'/><title type='text'>Weeks Fly By...</title><content type='html'>School is taking over my life right now. I've spent this weekend writing a paper about the relationship between the theory of hyperreality and mimetic criticism when taken with a pluralistic viewpoint. Sound boring to you? Maybe. But I love it! My classes are tough, but I really enjoy them. I'm going to miss this BYU experience when it ends. But...I have some fun-filled weekends to look forward to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend: General Conference. I'm making cinnamon rolls for the Sunday morning session. Come if you want to. Conference weekend is always my favorite. I love sitting in my PJs with family or friends and listening. I love the feeling of being motivated to do better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next weekend: My dad comes to town! Hopefully to help tell me what's broken on my car. Because sometimes it seems like a new thing each week. And also BYU football! Hopefully we don't get thrashed again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then...drumroll please...the weekend after that I'm going here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/TKDe3AWb77I/AAAAAAAAAfY/YJbD7-Eg8LI/s1600/Texas_20Logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 278px; height: 209px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/TKDe3AWb77I/AAAAAAAAAfY/YJbD7-Eg8LI/s320/Texas_20Logo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521658179724505010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I can't tell you how excited I am! 3 and a half days out of Provo and out of Utah will be fantastic. And I get to play with my four favorite kiddies in the whole world. Our family friends the Trythalls are letting me come invade on their family time, and I'm so excited! So right now that's kind of the next biggest thing I'm looking forward to. I'm sure when I get back there will be a long post with lots of pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until then here's a quote that I came across that I love. "&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I testify to you that our promised blessings are beyond measure. Though the storm clouds may gather, though the rains may pour down upon us, our knowledge of the gospel and our love of our Heavenly Father and of our Savior will comfort and sustain us and bring joy to our hearts as we walk uprightly and keep the commandments. There will be nothing in this world that can defeat us." &lt;/span&gt;Thomas S. 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My friends and I are going to the midnight show, and I'm going to be Professor Trelawney. So excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Sb1FfiDk2xA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Sb1FfiDk2xA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/264/71C4E58597D825E8C7C44F17BEA860F8.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551363485931873741-6647877513426584591?l=alexajustesen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/feeds/6647877513426584591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2010/09/boy-who-lived.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/6647877513426584591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/6647877513426584591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2010/09/boy-who-lived.html' title='The Boy Who Lived'/><author><name>Alexa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18309825803508561612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k8BscDNDfJ8/TYqDF9Bg3fI/AAAAAAAAAr8/DKoTIJvWbZU/s220/IMG_0578Edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551363485931873741.post-6387701943426883613</id><published>2010-09-20T18:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T10:10:13.395-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lists'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ranting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny'/><title type='text'>Yes, No, Maybe So</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;If I had control over everything, I would play matchmaker. Since I don't, here are some pairings that are great, shouldn't exist, and should happen soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Good&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Monica and Chandler&lt;/b&gt;: Yes. Yes yes and yes. Love her, love him, love them together. Love that they were best friends first. Whoever wrote this into the show was a complete genius!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Beatrice and Benedick&lt;/b&gt;: Beatrice: "I wonder that you will still be talking, Signior Benedick: nobody marks you." Benedick: "What, my dear Lady Disdain! Are you yet living?" Fantastic.   &lt;i&gt;Much Ado About Nothing &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;is my favorite Shakespeare play, mainly because of these two. The couple that mocks each other stays together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jim and Pam&lt;/b&gt;: Who in their right mind can deny this? Yes I get jealous of Pam because she gets to snuggle up to beautiful Jim Halpert, but she’s one of those girls that, because they’re so nice, you just can’t hate them, no matter how hard you try. And I'll just get my Jim fix in my Journalism class, because my professor looks just like him. But not the snuggling part. Just looking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Harry Potter and Ginny Weasley (book versions only)&lt;/b&gt;: Ginny is just the best. Who else would do the things she did for Harry? Well maybe I would.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Bad&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ross and Rachel&lt;/b&gt;: I love them both. Someday I will be Rachel Green. But Ross and Rachel together? No. The U2 song “With or Without You” fits them too well. Ross, love you, but you’re too whiny. Rachel, LOVE you, but you can’t make up your mind. Good idea in theory though.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ryan Reynolds and Scarlett Johansen&lt;/b&gt;: Ryan, you know I love you. But because I love you I have to tell you this: Your wife is trash. You’re too good for her and can do so much better. Can you tell I’m bitter?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Harry Potter and Ginny Weasley (movies only)&lt;/b&gt;: Awkward train wreck waiting to happen. Horrible acting, horrible chemistry. “Open up, you.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Allie and Noah from &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Notebook&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;: I don’t like them together. Never have. This volatile relationship is a ticking time bomb.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The only time they aren’t fighting is when they are old and she can’t remember who he is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Maple bars with bacon&lt;/b&gt;: I had one. Once. Who thought of this?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Should be&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Joey and Phoebe&lt;/b&gt;: No, they would never work. But can you imagine the hilarious things that would be said to each other in their own NYC apartment? I would love to be a fly on that wall.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ryan Reynolds and me&lt;/b&gt;: Perfect relationship. Our amazingly good looks (well, his at least) and fantastically sarcastic and comedic timing would make this a relationship for the books.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Allie and Lon from &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Notebook&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;: I love him. Not only is he much better looking than Noah, but I think he treats Allie better. And he’s wealthy (not that that’s important to me but… &lt;/span&gt;:) ). This is a romance that should have happened.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/264/71C4E58597D825E8C7C44F17BEA860F8.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551363485931873741-6387701943426883613?l=alexajustesen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/feeds/6387701943426883613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2010/09/yes-no-maybe-so.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/6387701943426883613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/6387701943426883613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2010/09/yes-no-maybe-so.html' title='Yes, No, Maybe So'/><author><name>Alexa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18309825803508561612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k8BscDNDfJ8/TYqDF9Bg3fI/AAAAAAAAAr8/DKoTIJvWbZU/s220/IMG_0578Edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551363485931873741.post-6512974337869162548</id><published>2010-09-20T10:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T11:05:29.784-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny'/><title type='text'>Royal Freak Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/TJehOYGb0xI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/Pe9b8eT13AU/s1600/screaming-lil-girl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 237px; height: 248px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/TJehOYGb0xI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/Pe9b8eT13AU/s320/screaming-lil-girl.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519057136725512978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this morning I had a royal freak out over this stupid little insignificant thing that doesn't even matter in the grand scheme of the whole universe (or at least in the grand scheme of my life, not trying to sound like a drama queen here), and do you know what made it better? Peanut butter M&amp;amp;Ms brought to me by a good friend and the promise made by the same friend of 5 Guys for dinner. Is it pathetic that my freak out ended because candy and the motivation of the best burger ever, fries, and a cherry Coke were put in front of me? I sure don't think so. Food will do that to me. Freak out is now a distant memory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/264/71C4E58597D825E8C7C44F17BEA860F8.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551363485931873741-6512974337869162548?l=alexajustesen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/feeds/6512974337869162548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2010/09/royal-freak-out.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/6512974337869162548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/6512974337869162548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2010/09/royal-freak-out.html' title='Royal Freak Out'/><author><name>Alexa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18309825803508561612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k8BscDNDfJ8/TYqDF9Bg3fI/AAAAAAAAAr8/DKoTIJvWbZU/s220/IMG_0578Edit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/TJehOYGb0xI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/Pe9b8eT13AU/s72-c/screaming-lil-girl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551363485931873741.post-363436736948759390</id><published>2010-09-14T20:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T20:30:46.641-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cuteness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Videos'/><title type='text'>Can't Be Moved</title><content type='html'>Yet another song that I love. I just think the idea behind it is cute. Is it pathetic that the video almost made me cry? I feel for you Danny O'Donoghue. Maybe someday I'll meet you on that corner. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gS9o1FAszdk?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gS9o1FAszdk?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551363485931873741-363436736948759390?l=alexajustesen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/feeds/363436736948759390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2010/09/cant-be-moved.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/363436736948759390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/363436736948759390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2010/09/cant-be-moved.html' title='Can&apos;t Be Moved'/><author><name>Alexa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18309825803508561612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k8BscDNDfJ8/TYqDF9Bg3fI/AAAAAAAAAr8/DKoTIJvWbZU/s220/IMG_0578Edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551363485931873741.post-181071873002971881</id><published>2010-09-08T09:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T10:06:55.734-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny'/><title type='text'>Life as I Know It</title><content type='html'>100th post!! To celebrate, I am giving you the next 20 seconds to dance around the room. Ready...Go! 20...19...18...17...16...15...14...13...12...11...10...9...8...7...6...5...4...3...2...1... Satisfied? I am. Nothing beats a sporadic dance party. And pardon my hyperness. A Coke at 10:30am will do that to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, let's discuss Senior year. I am, and will be for the next 8 months, a college Senior. Crazy? Yes. Do I feel ready for it? No. Do I have a choice? No. Well, I guess I do, but...I made it this far, and I'm making it to the end! Here's a kickback of my life since school started a week and a half ago. First, roommates are wonderful. Ashley and Kelsey, who knows if you read this, but you two are great. I'm looking forward to getting to know you both better! My own room? The best. Washer and dryer in the apartment? Trust me folks, once you get one, you never want to go back. Ward? HUGE! Yes, the ratio of girls to guys isn't exactly in my favor, but it's still great nonetheless. I've met lots of friendly people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The week has been filled with delicious BBQs, movies, bonfires that ended up not being bonfires, football games, fun dates, old friends, new friends, in-between friends, and ice cream pie. Oh yeah, and school. How could I forget? I can tell that it's going to be a high-stress semester. Hours of my days are filled reading about Plato's theory of mimetic criticism, recognizing the difference between primal auxiliary verbs and modal auxiliary verbs, and giggling over Shakespeare's comedies. But I'm not going to stress. Well, that's a lie, but I'm not going to let myself do it right now. That'll come later when I sink back into the habit of having class every day and not just work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which brings &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/TIe-F963VZI/AAAAAAAAAfI/lZ-Jg-cIkk8/s1600/iphone+4_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 178px; height: 133px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/TIe-F963VZI/AAAAAAAAAfI/lZ-Jg-cIkk8/s200/iphone+4_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514585278468543890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me to the best part of the end of summer: this little guy. To my sadness, GoPhone and ancient iPod Nano broke in the same week and neither could be fixed. Coincidence? Who knows. Maybe. But because I needed music and a phone and a planner and a camera, I caved. And I love it. I've been made fun of from time to time because I love my paper planners, which I still do and always will, but I have to admit using iCal on this guy is kind of the best thing ever. I like having my life organized when I have a zillion things going on, and this sure does it for me. Steve Jobs and the guys at Apple are geniuses. But because of this little guy, no more shopping for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's life as I know it right now. Kind of fun, kind of hard, but generally good. Isn't it great how, even when you think nothing is ever going to work out in your favor, eventually it starts to?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/264/71C4E58597D825E8C7C44F17BEA860F8.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551363485931873741-181071873002971881?l=alexajustesen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/feeds/181071873002971881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2010/09/life-as-i-know-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/181071873002971881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/181071873002971881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2010/09/life-as-i-know-it.html' title='Life as I Know It'/><author><name>Alexa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18309825803508561612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k8BscDNDfJ8/TYqDF9Bg3fI/AAAAAAAAAr8/DKoTIJvWbZU/s220/IMG_0578Edit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/TIe-F963VZI/AAAAAAAAAfI/lZ-Jg-cIkk8/s72-c/iphone+4_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551363485931873741.post-6851584047422881932</id><published>2010-08-30T23:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T23:37:44.929-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cuteness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Videos'/><title type='text'>Sweet</title><content type='html'>Every girl should have this song sung to her by a guy. It's my new favorite.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Y5lO4hEAJHU?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Y5lO4hEAJHU?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551363485931873741-6851584047422881932?l=alexajustesen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/feeds/6851584047422881932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2010/08/sweet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/6851584047422881932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/6851584047422881932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2010/08/sweet.html' title='Sweet'/><author><name>Alexa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18309825803508561612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k8BscDNDfJ8/TYqDF9Bg3fI/AAAAAAAAAr8/DKoTIJvWbZU/s220/IMG_0578Edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551363485931873741.post-7063887497837274994</id><published>2010-08-26T09:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T09:42:41.874-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cuteness'/><title type='text'>San Fran</title><content type='html'>This past weekend I was able to go home for a few days (which was wonderful because, is it just me, or is Provo getting old? Maybe it's because I feel like hardly anyone has been here this summer). But while I was home we took the lovely 1 hour and 45-minute drive to THIS place, and it was here that, in the case of me not being married/engaged/dating someone by the time I graduate and leave BYU, my future was decided. Ladies and gentlemen, in the possible event of me leaving BYU by myself, I'm moving HERE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/THaTWsOVVCI/AAAAAAAAAew/WhZpRnAHB5E/s1600/sanfrancisco3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 208px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/THaTWsOVVCI/AAAAAAAAAew/WhZpRnAHB5E/s400/sanfrancisco3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509753212172063778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Don't ask me how, why, or when, but at some point I'm going to find a way to get myself here. Don't ask me how I'm going to afford it. I'm still juggling around a few career options that will hopefully help me pay to live in this fantastic place. They are: a public relations professional somewhere, an editor at HarperCollins, or a student at the California Culinary Academy. Granted, as a student I'm not going to have any type of good income, but maybe I can persuade people to pay me for warming their hearts with my wonderful culinary masterpieces. Who knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, I fell in love with this city all over again. I love the culture, I love the museums, I love the shopping :), I love the houses, and I love that it's right on the bay. I love the Bay Area in general. I was born there, so maybe that causes the ties that I have to that place. But there's just something about it that suits me. I love the weather. No snow, no extreme heat, but cold enough that I can wear cute boots and jackets. Wow, I'm slightly pathetic. I didn't realize my outfit options are a huge factor in where I want to end up someday. But seriously, how can you beat this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/THaYyTNjrnI/AAAAAAAAAe4/Ce4CWTOOFGM/s1600/houses.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/THaYyTNjrnI/AAAAAAAAAe4/Ce4CWTOOFGM/s320/houses.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509759184052399730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/264/71C4E58597D825E8C7C44F17BEA860F8.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551363485931873741-7063887497837274994?l=alexajustesen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/feeds/7063887497837274994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2010/08/san-fran.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/7063887497837274994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/7063887497837274994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2010/08/san-fran.html' title='San Fran'/><author><name>Alexa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18309825803508561612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k8BscDNDfJ8/TYqDF9Bg3fI/AAAAAAAAAr8/DKoTIJvWbZU/s220/IMG_0578Edit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/THaTWsOVVCI/AAAAAAAAAew/WhZpRnAHB5E/s72-c/sanfrancisco3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551363485931873741.post-5989287258060076475</id><published>2010-08-19T22:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T18:01:37.600-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lists'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspiration'/><title type='text'>Music</title><content type='html'>I really identify with music. What I listen to usually reflects how I'm feeling at the moment. And because I've been feeling kind of down lately, I put together a playlist of songs that help me know it's going to be okay. So I thought I would share them with you if you're having a bad day, week, or month, too. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Dream by Michael Buble&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fORAPkfVV_A&amp;amp;feature=search"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Keep Breathing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; by Ingrid Michealson&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-N0yB24M7VM&amp;amp;feature=search"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Stand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; by Rascal Flatts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=q0cSev4R5rs&amp;amp;feature=search"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Everything'll Be Alright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; by Joshua Radin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lq-Zxjhtoq0&amp;amp;feature=search"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Breathe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; by Taylor Swift&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jujqj8LNchQ&amp;amp;feature=search"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Someday We'll Know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; by Mandy Moore/Switchfoot&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kSPjTAFn-l0&amp;amp;feature=search"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Lullabye (Rockabye)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; by Shawn Mullins&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=H6fEwCnTDBs&amp;amp;feature=search"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;You've Got a Friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; by James Taylor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LIFZ29qZK1E&amp;amp;feature=search"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Hand in My Pocket&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; by Alanis Morisette&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ci5j9yQ-528&amp;amp;feature=search"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;You Learn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; by Alanis Morisette&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11. &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Zdm7FJktDOM&amp;amp;feature=search"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;No One&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; by Aly &amp;amp; A.J.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;12. &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0714IbwC3HA&amp;amp;feature=search"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Let It Be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; by The Beatles&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;13. &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=U6tV11acSRk&amp;amp;feature=search"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Here Comes the Sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; by The Beatles&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;14. &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kIjkW6iyXNo&amp;amp;feature=search"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt;Three Little Birds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; by Bob Marley&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;15. &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GKnMmii-1Yk&amp;amp;feature=search"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;Letter to Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; by Brad Paisley&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;16. &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QAniOB1Ts4k&amp;amp;feature=search"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Ever Ever After&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; by Carrie Underwood&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;17. &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YzyGAumkkVc&amp;amp;feature=search"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Don't Stop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; by Fleetwood Mac&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;18. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FlMBcTGJ4YM&amp;amp;feature=search"&gt;Defying Gravity&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; from Wicked&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;19. &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7SK_Ps_Jfeg&amp;amp;feature=search"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;Free Falling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; by John Mayer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;20. &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rfUYuIVbFg0&amp;amp;feature=search"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;Don't Stop Believing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; by Journey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;21. &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fI2NyfV9N3g&amp;amp;feature=av2e"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Don't You Know You're Beautiful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; by Kellie Pickler&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;22. &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Tw0dQ1ipsBk&amp;amp;feature=search"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Looking Forward to Looking Back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; by Mandy Moore&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;23. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZL7Caq1UJ2Y&amp;amp;feature=search"&gt;Somewhere Over the Rainbow&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These sure make me feel better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/264/71C4E58597D825E8C7C44F17BEA860F8.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551363485931873741-5989287258060076475?l=alexajustesen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/feeds/5989287258060076475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2010/08/music.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/5989287258060076475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/5989287258060076475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2010/08/music.html' title='Music'/><author><name>Alexa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18309825803508561612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k8BscDNDfJ8/TYqDF9Bg3fI/AAAAAAAAAr8/DKoTIJvWbZU/s220/IMG_0578Edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551363485931873741.post-8595612828644646056</id><published>2010-08-18T21:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T18:02:00.682-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cuteness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspiration'/><title type='text'>Optimism...Pass It On</title><content type='html'>Tonight in one of my Education Week classes, taught by Barbara Barrington Jones about how to make positive changes, we watched this video, which was way too cute to pass up on sharing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fgke9hoVOZA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fgke9hoVOZA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/264/71C4E58597D825E8C7C44F17BEA860F8.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551363485931873741-8595612828644646056?l=alexajustesen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/feeds/8595612828644646056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2010/08/optimismpass-it-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/8595612828644646056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/8595612828644646056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2010/08/optimismpass-it-on.html' title='Optimism...Pass It On'/><author><name>Alexa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18309825803508561612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k8BscDNDfJ8/TYqDF9Bg3fI/AAAAAAAAAr8/DKoTIJvWbZU/s220/IMG_0578Edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551363485931873741.post-6739648948946463526</id><published>2010-08-17T10:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T18:02:17.131-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ranting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>A Weekend Full of Growing Up</title><content type='html'>So, last night while taking a break from my solo dance party, I promised to discuss my life. Get ready for an avalanche. What a wonderful weekend! It was one of those weekends where I learned tons about myself, people, and the gospel. On Friday night I stayed with my fantastic friend Jenni. We kidnapped our friend Lisa Ann and went to Outback, where we shared a steak, mango pomegranate lemonade, and TILAPIA! Yes Mom, after years of turning my nose up at it, I ate Tilapia. My new resolution is to be brave. And it wasn't too bad! No fishy taste at all. After dinner, we got ourselves a Coke (essential), some candy, and a movie. Sometimes nights like that are just what I need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday morning I drove Jenni to the airport. We talked the entire way up about life, choices, the gospel, etc. Is it funny that I thrive off of discussions like that? Because I do. Being around good people who understand makes a huge difference. We talked about wanting to be an influence in the lives of others. In my morning prayers, I've started asking Heavenly Father to put me where He needs me. I ask Him to let me help someone each day. Some days I see where that happens, other days I don't, and I just hope I was able to make someone's day without knowing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterward, I went to my friend Cailey's, which was followed by a day at the mall to celebrate our friend Miriam's 21st birthday (after years of searching I found the perfect pair of Aviators. For $3). We saw "Eat, Pray, Love," which I've been dying to see because I really enjoyed the book. It was well done, but proves once again that the book is always better than the movie. If you've read the book or seen the movie, you understand the significance of my new blog title. I like the symbolism behind it. And someday I am going to Bali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was what I would call a "girl's day." We went to church, followed by a delicious dinner full of pasta, laughter, and some boy stories that had happened the previous night for some of the girls. Oh, and who knew that whipped cream tastes fantastic on watermelon? After this, I was invited to my friend's apartment, and he and his wife made me a delicious second dinner! When I came back to Cailey's we listened to some Michael Buble. You just can't beat those lyrics and that voice. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I became an adult and did some hard things. Moving into my new place by myself, getting the water/gas/electricity set up, and doing some other things made me feel like I can handle anything. I was little Miss Independent yesterday. I had some very heavy boxes in my car that I couldn't lift, and after searching for some help and not finding it, I decided to try it myself. Well, I failed at that part because I almost killed my back trying to lift them. So those will have to wait. But at least I tried, right? No giving up here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight through Thursday I'm going to be taking some Education Week classes, all by myself. And I'm so excited! The classes I'm attending are going to teach me so much. Just tonight I'm going to learn how to be a confident woman, how to draw closer to the Lord through service, and how to prepare for personal revelation. And I still have tomorrow and Thursday classes to look forward to! I'm sure there will be a post soon about what I've learned. But that's been my weekend. There's a lot more I could share about things I've learned and discovered, but that'll remain with me. If you want to know, just ask. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/264/71C4E58597D825E8C7C44F17BEA860F8.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551363485931873741-6739648948946463526?l=alexajustesen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/feeds/6739648948946463526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2010/08/weekend-full-of-growing-up.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/6739648948946463526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/6739648948946463526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2010/08/weekend-full-of-growing-up.html' title='A Weekend Full of Growing Up'/><author><name>Alexa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18309825803508561612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k8BscDNDfJ8/TYqDF9Bg3fI/AAAAAAAAAr8/DKoTIJvWbZU/s220/IMG_0578Edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551363485931873741.post-8767594690490606026</id><published>2010-08-16T20:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T11:47:22.344-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Videos'/><title type='text'>Dance</title><content type='html'>I had a revelation tonight. Sometimes impromptu dance parties when you're all by yourself unpacking can be the best thing ever. Especially because today I'm celebrating my ascension into adulthood. Yes, by age I entered into adulthood 3 years ago, but I did some hard things today that made me feel grown up. More on that later. Until then I'm going to dance my heart out to some B.o.B. "Magic." Great song. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tGcwSGnhVQc?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tGcwSGnhVQc?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/264/507C7A0DF163A250F3B667FCED5D3EE6.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551363485931873741-8767594690490606026?l=alexajustesen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/feeds/8767594690490606026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2010/08/dance.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/8767594690490606026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/8767594690490606026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2010/08/dance.html' title='Dance'/><author><name>Alexa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18309825803508561612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k8BscDNDfJ8/TYqDF9Bg3fI/AAAAAAAAAr8/DKoTIJvWbZU/s220/IMG_0578Edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551363485931873741.post-936223572246019087</id><published>2010-08-12T21:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T21:42:27.568-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Invictus</title><content type='html'>My wonderful friend Jenni shared this with me tonight after a long talk about my current life's situations. It's my new motto.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; border-collapse: collapse; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;table width="100%" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" id="table21"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; width: 529px; "&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="980px"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; "&gt;&lt;h1 style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 14pt; font-weight: bold; line-height: 19px; word-spacing: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;Invictus&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; "&gt;Out of the night that covers me,&lt;br /&gt;Black as the Pit from pole to pole,&lt;br /&gt;I thank whatever gods may be&lt;br /&gt;For my unconquerable soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the fell clutch of circumstance&lt;br /&gt;I have not winced nor cried aloud.&lt;br /&gt;Under the bludgeonings of chance&lt;br /&gt;My head is bloody, but unbowed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beyond this place of wrath and tears&lt;br /&gt;Looms but the Horror of the shade,&lt;br /&gt;And yet the menace of the years&lt;br /&gt;Finds, and shall find, me unafraid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It matters not how strait the gate,&lt;br /&gt;How charged with punishments the scroll.&lt;br /&gt;I am the master of my fate:&lt;br /&gt;I am the captain of my soul.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;William Ernest Henley&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top" rowspan="2" width="100" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551363485931873741-936223572246019087?l=alexajustesen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/feeds/936223572246019087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2010/08/invictus.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/936223572246019087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/936223572246019087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2010/08/invictus.html' title='Invictus'/><author><name>Alexa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18309825803508561612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k8BscDNDfJ8/TYqDF9Bg3fI/AAAAAAAAAr8/DKoTIJvWbZU/s220/IMG_0578Edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551363485931873741.post-2505820876371774958</id><published>2010-08-10T14:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T14:23:51.174-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Friends</title><content type='html'>"If ever there is tomorrow when we're not together, there is something you must always remember. You are braver than you believe, stronger than you seem, and smarter than you think. But the most important thing is, even if we're apart, I'll always be with you." Christopher Robin to Winnie the Pooh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/TGHBBH2ErVI/AAAAAAAAAcs/3uG_Fb7HgPw/s1600/pooh2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/TGHBBH2ErVI/AAAAAAAAAcs/3uG_Fb7HgPw/s320/pooh2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503892444653333842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Are you upset little friend? Have you been lying awake worrying? Well, don't worry. I'm here. The flood waters will recede, the famine will end, the sun will shine tomorrow, and I will always be here to take care of you." Charlie Brown to Snoopy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/TGHB5i9tvKI/AAAAAAAAAc0/KymRbOrXczU/s1600/Snoopy-And-Charlie-Brown-1-SUTSS0YOIW-1024x768.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/TGHB5i9tvKI/AAAAAAAAAc0/KymRbOrXczU/s320/Snoopy-And-Charlie-Brown-1-SUTSS0YOIW-1024x768.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503893414005816482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A friend is someone who understands your past, believes in your future, and accepts you just the way you are."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/TGHCNWTCA2I/AAAAAAAAAc8/IX_cydoFROc/s1600/767783_f520.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/TGHCNWTCA2I/AAAAAAAAAc8/IX_cydoFROc/s320/767783_f520.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503893754202948450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A friend is someone who knows the song in your heart and can sing it back to you when you have forgotten the words."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/TGHCk9EdpXI/AAAAAAAAAdE/wi1NVhEDASU/s1600/mickey-donald-and-goofy-coloring-page.gif.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 272px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/TGHCk9EdpXI/AAAAAAAAAdE/wi1NVhEDASU/s320/mickey-donald-and-goofy-coloring-page.gif.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503894159747818866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have been blessed with some amazing friends, who are more than willing to step up to the plate and go the extra mile when I need them most. This is just a little post to say thank you to those of you who have reached out to me, whether in a small or big way. None of them go unnoticed. I love you all! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551363485931873741-2505820876371774958?l=alexajustesen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/feeds/2505820876371774958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2010/08/friends_10.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/2505820876371774958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/2505820876371774958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2010/08/friends_10.html' title='Friends'/><author><name>Alexa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18309825803508561612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k8BscDNDfJ8/TYqDF9Bg3fI/AAAAAAAAAr8/DKoTIJvWbZU/s220/IMG_0578Edit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/TGHBBH2ErVI/AAAAAAAAAcs/3uG_Fb7HgPw/s72-c/pooh2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551363485931873741.post-7956352715852244810</id><published>2010-08-04T10:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T11:14:55.308-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lists'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Fall</title><content type='html'>I love Fall, and I'm excited for it to get here. There's something about a new apartment, a new ward, new classes, and new people that gets me excited. I just like the fresh start! (This would most likely explain why I love January 1, Mondays, and the first day of school. It's a chance to start over and do better. And I'm all about self-improvement!) So in honor of school starting in 27 days and moving into a new place in two weeks, I made myself some goals. I figured if I posted them here, and if you know me and I'm failing at them, you can keep me in check. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Say prayers morning and night &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;on knees&lt;/span&gt; (I fail at this one)&lt;br /&gt;2. Read the Scriptures every day&lt;br /&gt;3. Go to the gym at least 3 times a week&lt;br /&gt;4. Go to Institute each week (I'm sad that I finished all my religion classes)&lt;br /&gt;5. Go to the temple once a week (I've been doing this all summer and it has made the biggest difference in my life!)&lt;br /&gt;6. Go to all ward/stake activities&lt;br /&gt;7. Create a budget/saving plan for myself&lt;br /&gt;8. Always look my best! (Cheesy, yes, but I'm a firm believer that when you feel like you look your best, you really do feel good)&lt;br /&gt;9. Do visiting teaching every month and go the extra mile (we had a lesson in Relief Society this Sunday about visiting teaching, and it inspired me to do better)&lt;br /&gt;10. Become a better tithing payer&lt;br /&gt;11. Find ways to constantly serve others ("&lt;span class="body"&gt;The best way to find yourself is to lose yourself in the service of others." Gandhi)&lt;br /&gt;12. Read/listen to a General Conference talk each day (the inspiration for that idea came from&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2010/03/inspiration-and-influence.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;13. Go to or at least watch Devotional every week&lt;br /&gt;14. Fast meaningfully each month&lt;br /&gt;15. Make bed each day (I struggle)&lt;br /&gt;16. Keep room clean (everything I own has a proper place, but they just don't stay in that proper place)&lt;br /&gt;17. Actually STUDY in the library (I'm a people-watcher and don't get much done there)&lt;br /&gt;18. Write in journal often&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There we go. My biggest goal is to actually do all of my goals!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551363485931873741-7956352715852244810?l=alexajustesen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/feeds/7956352715852244810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2010/08/fall.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/7956352715852244810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/7956352715852244810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2010/08/fall.html' title='Fall'/><author><name>Alexa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18309825803508561612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k8BscDNDfJ8/TYqDF9Bg3fI/AAAAAAAAAr8/DKoTIJvWbZU/s220/IMG_0578Edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551363485931873741.post-726101193877932343</id><published>2010-08-02T09:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T20:17:57.832-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspiration'/><title type='text'>Hardships</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%; "&gt;Have you ever felt like you've been hit with one trial after another, and you're left feeling like you just can't do it anymore? That's how I've felt these past couple of weeks. One challenge came, followed by another, followed by another. None of these challenges had anything to do with the other one, but they all seemed to want to come at the same time and knock me down. And I was left feeling very alone, like the sun wasn't ever going to shine on me again. But then, as He always does, Heavenly Father gave me some help. I came across a quote by President Hinckley, just when I needed it most, that says, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 100%; "&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 100%; "&gt;I too believe that God will always make a way where there is no way. I believe that if we will walk in obedience to the commandments of God, if we will follow the counsel of the priesthood, he will open a way even where there appears to be no way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;And so far, He has. Even though I'm still dealing with many challenges, and I will be for a while, and the sun hasn't fully come out yet, He's giving me some rays, I think as a symbol that it's on its way. Slowly but sure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;ly, the clouds are clearing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I was able to attend the ward that I'll be in in the Fall, and I was surrounded by so many friendly people. It was a ray sent out by Heavenly Father. A wonderful friend of mine (you know who you are honay :), who recently went through a similar challenge, called me and gave me some uplifting advice. Another ray. Another great friend of mine did some wonders with my hair, boosting my confidence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%; "&gt;&lt;span&gt; (I'm a girl. Good hair does that to you :). One more ray. I was able to find a place to live that I thought would be impossible to get into. Just one more ray. I've had family members, both immediate and extended, including very close family friends, who have reached out in amazing ways. The rays keep breaking through, and it's incredible. My testimony has increased so much. Putting your life in the Lord's hands is hard, and it's definitely taken a hit on my pride because I like to feel in control of myself, but it's what I'm trying to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;In my Relief Society yesterday, we read this quote by Ezra Taft Benson. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 100%; "&gt;"When we put God first, all other things fall into their proper place or drop out of our lives. Our love for the Lord will govern the claims for our affection, the demands on our time, the interests we pursue, and the order of our priorities."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 100%; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%; "&gt;I really believe that. Putting the Lord first is a challenge, but I think it's supposed to be. By doing so we increase our faith. And it really is happening. Things are starting to fall into place for me. The sun eventually comes out, and it's getting there for me. The challenges are still there, and will be&lt;/span&gt; for a while, but the Lord gives us help.&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/TFcEULTWTFI/AAAAAAAAAbU/GcQqYHjOOvw/s1600/images.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 309px; height: 230px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/TFcEULTWTFI/AAAAAAAAAbU/GcQqYHjOOvw/s400/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500870214534188114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&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/551363485931873741-726101193877932343?l=alexajustesen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/feeds/726101193877932343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2010/08/hardships.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/726101193877932343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/726101193877932343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2010/08/hardships.html' title='Hardships'/><author><name>Alexa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18309825803508561612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k8BscDNDfJ8/TYqDF9Bg3fI/AAAAAAAAAr8/DKoTIJvWbZU/s220/IMG_0578Edit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/TFcEULTWTFI/AAAAAAAAAbU/GcQqYHjOOvw/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551363485931873741.post-2731464688631962637</id><published>2010-07-28T10:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T13:09:55.930-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspiration'/><title type='text'>Healing Without Scars</title><content type='html'>Last night I went to Deseret Book and purchased a talk on CD, called "The Savior Heals Without a Scar," which was given by two of my favorite speakers, Sheri Dew and Wendy Watson Nelson. Originally I wasn't there to purchase that CD, but it caught my eye and I felt like it is what I needed to listen to at this point in my life. And it really was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sister Nelson told the story of how, on a visit to NYC, she slipped on the sidewalk and fell flat on her face, cutting it up enough to show the bone. She was able to stop the bleeding, fly back to Salt Lake, and see a plastic surgeon that day. The surgeon told her that, while the surgery would be painful and time-consuming, the way that he would fix it wouldn't leave a scar. She likened this to the idea that, when we go through an unexpected change or trial, the process of dealing with it will be painful and time-consuming, but with the help of the Atonement, a scar will not be left. We will be completely healed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sister Dew told the story of driving over a large piece of unseen metal one night in her car, which caused it to get stuck. She was in a scary area, and feared for her safety. A police officer showed up after she prayed, and they decided that, instead of putting her car in drive and try to drive over the metal, which had been impossible, to put it in reverse. When she did, she was able to pull the metal out of the way and drive forward. She said, "What may be stopping our forward momentum? It's usually something small. All I had to do was back up, and I didn't have to back up very far." Sometimes we need to back up and re-evaluate ourselves before we can move forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sister Dew said, "Hope, peace and healing gifts come when we plead to the Father in the name of his son to be healed. There is no limit to his capacity, no limit on his gifts. The Lord can heal you and still heal me...Because of the atonement, the Savior can enable us to do things we could never do on our own. He sanctifies us and renews us. And he can heal a wounded, heavy, sad heart without a scar."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary Ellen Edmunds, another LDS speaker, said this, which I really liked. Speaking about Humpty Dumpty, she said, "This is a fairytale, but there is one who can put us back together. He knows where all the pieces are, and he knows where all the pieces go. He is our Savior, our redeemer and our healer. He is the only one who can gather all those pieces and put them where they belong."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/TFBruFhReqI/AAAAAAAAAbM/JCkKV_e2e9s/s1600/why_weepest_thou.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 303px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/TFBruFhReqI/AAAAAAAAAbM/JCkKV_e2e9s/s400/why_weepest_thou.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499013584519264930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551363485931873741-2731464688631962637?l=alexajustesen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/feeds/2731464688631962637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2010/07/healing-without-scars.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/2731464688631962637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/2731464688631962637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2010/07/healing-without-scars.html' title='Healing Without Scars'/><author><name>Alexa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18309825803508561612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k8BscDNDfJ8/TYqDF9Bg3fI/AAAAAAAAAr8/DKoTIJvWbZU/s220/IMG_0578Edit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/TFBruFhReqI/AAAAAAAAAbM/JCkKV_e2e9s/s72-c/why_weepest_thou.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551363485931873741.post-8510450518170775186</id><published>2010-07-20T13:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T13:54:31.444-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>A Day in the Life</title><content type='html'>A typical day at work: I got to watch from my office as Y mountain caught fire, and as it was put out (I'm lucky and have a great view). Scary, but slightly fascinating. Also, I just have one question. My office faces a glass door and windows, and I just want to know why people (men and women) stare at me as they walk by. Why? I know it isn't for my good looks! :) Do they not realize I can see them? It just weirds me out. That's all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551363485931873741-8510450518170775186?l=alexajustesen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/feeds/8510450518170775186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2010/07/day-in-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/8510450518170775186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/8510450518170775186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2010/07/day-in-life.html' title='A Day in the Life'/><author><name>Alexa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18309825803508561612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k8BscDNDfJ8/TYqDF9Bg3fI/AAAAAAAAAr8/DKoTIJvWbZU/s220/IMG_0578Edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551363485931873741.post-9106356212140880240</id><published>2010-07-17T21:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T22:03:47.391-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspiration'/><title type='text'>Ugly Ducklings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I know I've become a bit obsessed with posting videos lately, but I saw this one today by President Uchtdorf that was put out by the Church for the youth. I think it's so neat that the Church is making videos for the youth (I for sure could have used videos like this one as a gawky 13-year old), and even has a new website for them (&lt;a href="https://beta.lds.org/youth?locale=eng"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;youth.lds.org&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;). I especially appreciate this video because, even though it's meant for teenagers, I, as a 21-year old, still get something out of it. Because sometimes, I do feel like the ugly duckling! And it's okay. Like President Uchtdorf says, "Think of where you come from. You are sons and daughters of the greatest, most glorious being in the universe. He loves you with an infinite love. He wants the best for you. This knowledge changes everything." Enjoy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object style="background-image:url(http://i4.ytimg.com/vi/wiiadnMvm20/hqdefault.jpg)" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wiiadnMvm20&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wiiadnMvm20&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" width="480" height="295" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551363485931873741-9106356212140880240?l=alexajustesen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/feeds/9106356212140880240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2010/07/ugly-ducklings.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/9106356212140880240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/9106356212140880240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2010/07/ugly-ducklings.html' title='Ugly Ducklings'/><author><name>Alexa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18309825803508561612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k8BscDNDfJ8/TYqDF9Bg3fI/AAAAAAAAAr8/DKoTIJvWbZU/s220/IMG_0578Edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551363485931873741.post-239808392748372170</id><published>2010-07-17T21:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T13:10:18.561-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspiration'/><title type='text'>Ugly Ducklings</title><content type='html'>I know I've become a bit obsessed with posting videos lately, but I saw this one today by President Uchtdorf that was put out by the Church for the youth. I think it's so neat that the Church is making videos for the youth, and even has a new website for them (&lt;a href="https://beta.lds.org/youth?locale=eng"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;youth.lds.org&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;). I especially appreciate this video because, even though it's meant for teenagers, I, as a 21 year old, still get something out of it. Because sometimes, I do feel like the ugly duckling! Enjoy.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551363485931873741-239808392748372170?l=alexajustesen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/feeds/239808392748372170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2010/07/ugly-ducklings_17.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/239808392748372170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/239808392748372170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2010/07/ugly-ducklings_17.html' title='Ugly Ducklings'/><author><name>Alexa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18309825803508561612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k8BscDNDfJ8/TYqDF9Bg3fI/AAAAAAAAAr8/DKoTIJvWbZU/s220/IMG_0578Edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551363485931873741.post-5986228030644845736</id><published>2010-07-12T15:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T18:02:41.226-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cuteness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny'/><title type='text'>Swan Dive!</title><content type='html'>Yet another one. Who is this guy? I very much want to meet him. Oh and P.S. The &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2010/07/oracle.html"&gt;Octopus Oracle&lt;/a&gt; was right. Viva Espana!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uLTIowBF0kE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uLTIowBF0kE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551363485931873741-5986228030644845736?l=alexajustesen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/feeds/5986228030644845736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2010/07/swan-dive.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/5986228030644845736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/5986228030644845736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2010/07/swan-dive.html' title='Swan Dive!'/><author><name>Alexa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18309825803508561612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k8BscDNDfJ8/TYqDF9Bg3fI/AAAAAAAAAr8/DKoTIJvWbZU/s220/IMG_0578Edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551363485931873741.post-5910198337612126360</id><published>2010-06-29T15:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T18:04:06.150-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harry Potter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Videos'/><title type='text'>Complete and Total Happiness.</title><content type='html'>THIS came out yesterday. I have since watched it about 10 times. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_EC2tmFVNNE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_EC2tmFVNNE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551363485931873741-5910198337612126360?l=alexajustesen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/feeds/5910198337612126360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2010/06/complete-and-total-happiness.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/5910198337612126360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/5910198337612126360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2010/06/complete-and-total-happiness.html' title='Complete and Total Happiness.'/><author><name>Alexa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18309825803508561612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k8BscDNDfJ8/TYqDF9Bg3fI/AAAAAAAAAr8/DKoTIJvWbZU/s220/IMG_0578Edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551363485931873741.post-4544592738873868311</id><published>2010-06-21T08:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T14:06:12.019-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><title type='text'>Asparagus and Hollandaise</title><content type='html'>Since this summer I'm just working with no school, I'm contemplating starting a food blog because I need something to do with my time at night. Oui? Non? I haven't done much cooking in a while, and that's something I miss. Last week I made a delicious ice cream pie, but since then...nothing. I've become addicted to the website &lt;a href="http://www.foodgawker.com/"&gt;www.foodgawker.com&lt;/a&gt;, which features beautiful, sometimes out of the ordinary food, and I admit sometimes I spend a couple hours a day at work just browsing and being jealous of the talented people who create these masterpieces. So maybe I'll start one, too. Last summer I wrote a post about the cooking goddess that is Julia Child (click &lt;a href="http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2009/08/julia-child-is-goddess.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to read), but since then I haven't done a whole lot to become more like her. Maybe I'll buy her "The Art of French Cooking" cookbook. I'm also coveting Giada de Laurentiis' new book, "Giada at Home." I have two of her other books, and they do NOT disappoint!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/TB-HEdCdt5I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/GfQ9s9NmD-M/s1600/GiadaAtHome-thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 176px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/TB-HEdCdt5I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/GfQ9s9NmD-M/s400/GiadaAtHome-thumb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485251381744744338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I've also become a bit obsessed with beautiful kitchens. I have to have a gorgeous kitchen to match my beautiful food, right? :) Anyway, here are some that I found:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/TB-ITDBY9wI/AAAAAAAAAaE/kUFg_5XZfRo/s1600/Coastal-Living.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/TB-ITDBY9wI/AAAAAAAAAaE/kUFg_5XZfRo/s400/Coastal-Living.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485252731970582274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/TB-IUjEKmII/AAAAAAAAAac/5kMLoO6TBSo/s1600/tuscan-kitchen1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 322px; height: 429px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/TB-IUjEKmII/AAAAAAAAAac/5kMLoO6TBSo/s400/tuscan-kitchen1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485252757752027266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/TB-IVceGyxI/AAAAAAAAAak/lycVkOWJ8oE/s1600/TuscanKitchenLivingRoom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 393px; height: 295px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/TB-IVceGyxI/AAAAAAAAAak/lycVkOWJ8oE/s400/TuscanKitchenLivingRoom.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485252773161650962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/TB-IUNMMdUI/AAAAAAAAAaU/1IuLZLk5bDU/s1600/show8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 395px; height: 395px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/TB-IUNMMdUI/AAAAAAAAAaU/1IuLZLk5bDU/s400/show8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485252751880123714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/TB-IThlhtNI/AAAAAAAAAaM/JNomK1DL3CA/s1600/2009-2010-samples-design-beautiful-for-kitchens-18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 396px; height: 396px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/TB-IThlhtNI/AAAAAAAAAaM/JNomK1DL3CA/s400/2009-2010-samples-design-beautiful-for-kitchens-18.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485252740175213778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551363485931873741-4544592738873868311?l=alexajustesen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/feeds/4544592738873868311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2010/06/asparagus-and-hollandaise.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/4544592738873868311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/4544592738873868311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2010/06/asparagus-and-hollandaise.html' title='Asparagus and Hollandaise'/><author><name>Alexa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18309825803508561612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k8BscDNDfJ8/TYqDF9Bg3fI/AAAAAAAAAr8/DKoTIJvWbZU/s220/IMG_0578Edit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/TB-HEdCdt5I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/GfQ9s9NmD-M/s72-c/GiadaAtHome-thumb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551363485931873741.post-1966770817204325183</id><published>2010-06-10T12:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T13:52:33.375-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>What to Do With Boredom?</title><content type='html'>Today and tomorrow at work I am completely alone. Everyone is gone, and basically I get to come in and baby-sit the office. Because there isn't anything to do for eight hours, I asked my mom for ideas of things I could work on to pass the time. And she gave me a great idea. She told me to go to Michael's or Deseret Book tonight and find things that I can make for my future children, such as baby blankets or quiet books. She did the same thing when she was my age and she worked in the summer, and she finished them and put them aside until she had children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on day 1 of being alone in the office, I've been thinking about my future children. When and where they'll come I have no idea, but I like to think that they'll be cute. :) How many? No idea. But my mom always tells me they're on the other side rooting for me, which I like to think about. So while I've been thinking about them, I've been planning things to make for them. I'm not a crafty person at all, but the thought of giving them a blanket or a game that I made for them makes me happy. So starting today I'm going to stop being bored and start making things for these little kids. Is it weird that, even though I don't know them, I love them already? I can't wait to be a mom. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551363485931873741-1966770817204325183?l=alexajustesen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/feeds/1966770817204325183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2010/06/what-to-do-with-boredom.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/1966770817204325183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/1966770817204325183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2010/06/what-to-do-with-boredom.html' title='What to Do With Boredom?'/><author><name>Alexa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18309825803508561612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k8BscDNDfJ8/TYqDF9Bg3fI/AAAAAAAAAr8/DKoTIJvWbZU/s220/IMG_0578Edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551363485931873741.post-8642267445979715258</id><published>2010-05-26T09:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T13:10:44.644-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspiration'/><title type='text'>Be His Hands</title><content type='html'>One of my million goals this summer is to read a General Conference talk each day until I finish my May &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ensign&lt;/span&gt;. I find that, even though I've already heard each talk, by reading them I get a chance to stop and think about what is said, and read the words at my own pace. Today I read President Uchtdorf's talk called "You Are My Hands." If you haven't read it or listened to it yet, please do. Click &lt;a href="http://lds.org/conference/talk/display/0,5232,23-1-1207-23,00.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for a link to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The talk is about using Christ as an example in giving service to and loving others. President Uchtdorf talks about how, "as we emulate His perfect example, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;our hands become His hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;; our eyes, His eyes; our heart, His heart." What better way to look at others than through the eyes and heart of the Savior?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be the first to admit that I struggle sometimes with judging others. I'm not a mean person, but sometimes I make quick snap judgments about others, often even after I get to know them. However, after reading this talk, I'm going to learn how to stop doing that. "I hope that we welcome and love all of God’s children, including those who might dress, look, speak, or just do things differently. &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;It is not good to make others feel as though they are deficient&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Let us lift those around us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Let us extend a welcoming hand. Let us bestow upon our brothers and sisters in the Church a special measure of humanity, compassion, and charity so that they feel, at long last, they have finally found home." Everyone deserves to be and feel loved. As President Uchtdorf said, "Every person we meet is a VIP to our Heavenly Father." When we understand that, it will be easier to love them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He shares a story of a woman who describes herself as a $20 bill. Even though throughout her life she has been worn out and beaten down, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;she is still always going to be worth $20&lt;/span&gt;. I love that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite quote from his whole talk comes at the end. He says, "As we extend our hands and hearts toward others in Christlike love, something wonderful happens to us. Our own spirits become &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;healed&lt;/span&gt;, more &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;refined&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;stron&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;ger&lt;/span&gt;. We become &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;happier&lt;/span&gt;, more &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;peaceful&lt;/span&gt;, and more &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;receptive&lt;/span&gt; to the whisperings of the Holy Spirit." Isn't that wonderful? It makes me think of Doctrine and Covenants 81:5, where we are taught to "succor the weak, lift up the hands which hang down, and strengthen the feeble knees." In doing so, our own weaknesses will be succored, our hands will lift up, and our knees will be strengthened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/S_1P_SHX6UI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/ysG_5g1nXEA/s1600/christus_statue_temple_square_salt_lake_city.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/S_1P_SHX6UI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/ysG_5g1nXEA/s400/christus_statue_temple_square_salt_lake_city.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475620670565509442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551363485931873741-8642267445979715258?l=alexajustesen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/feeds/8642267445979715258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2010/05/be-his-hands.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/8642267445979715258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/8642267445979715258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2010/05/be-his-hands.html' title='Be His Hands'/><author><name>Alexa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18309825803508561612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k8BscDNDfJ8/TYqDF9Bg3fI/AAAAAAAAAr8/DKoTIJvWbZU/s220/IMG_0578Edit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/S_1P_SHX6UI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/ysG_5g1nXEA/s72-c/christus_statue_temple_square_salt_lake_city.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551363485931873741.post-331182188191172649</id><published>2010-05-24T09:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T10:04:33.833-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='London'/><title type='text'>Homesick</title><content type='html'>"You find no man, at all intellectual, who is willing to leave London. No, Sir, when a man is tired of London, he is tired of life; for there is in London all that life can afford." Samuel Johnson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just because today I'm feeling homesick for my favorite place in the world, and because I can't believe it was a whole year ago that I was there, I decided to post some of my favorite pictures of my trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/S_qvoRAQiSI/AAAAAAAAAZs/261Kj8ICTOY/s1600/4147_113767997316_556082316_3216122_1611845_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/S_qvoRAQiSI/AAAAAAAAAZs/261Kj8ICTOY/s400/4147_113767997316_556082316_3216122_1611845_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474881403316373794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Classic Phone booth picture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/S_qvVVwx-EI/AAAAAAAAAY0/ExtiQwRoNtU/s1600/4147_113927392316_556082316_3219077_7070781_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 297px; height: 343px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/S_qvVVwx-EI/AAAAAAAAAY0/ExtiQwRoNtU/s400/4147_113927392316_556082316_3219077_7070781_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474881078176118850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Scotland!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/S_qvV2w9Q2I/AAAAAAAAAZE/5Is0tZFxjtA/s1600/4474_106051972316_556082316_3077589_539600_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/S_qvV2w9Q2I/AAAAAAAAAZE/5Is0tZFxjtA/s400/4474_106051972316_556082316_3077589_539600_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474881087035229026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Defying Gravity!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/S_qvVnw78bI/AAAAAAAAAY8/XxcYnjlNNxE/s1600/4474_107428332316_556082316_3097065_3062665_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 297px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/S_qvVnw78bI/AAAAAAAAAY8/XxcYnjlNNxE/s400/4474_107428332316_556082316_3097065_3062665_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474881083008610738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On the cliffs of Cornwall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/S_qvL3UaJFI/AAAAAAAAAYU/ojS28ZohnLw/s1600/4968_118007257316_556082316_3282984_2903794_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/S_qvL3UaJFI/AAAAAAAAAYU/ojS28ZohnLw/s400/4968_118007257316_556082316_3282984_2903794_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474880915385230418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Meeting Jude Law might have been the highlight of the trip :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/S_qvVEHFztI/AAAAAAAAAYs/rJQfHfZGuXs/s1600/3098_101218257316_556082316_2997582_4865364_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/S_qvVEHFztI/AAAAAAAAAYs/rJQfHfZGuXs/s400/3098_101218257316_556082316_2997582_4865364_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474881073437855442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The neighbor across the street from 27 Palace Court&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/S_qvMe7ES3I/AAAAAAAAAYc/bB4Wz1pJ7LU/s1600/6360_126927827316_556082316_3461301_6988907_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/S_qvMe7ES3I/AAAAAAAAAYc/bB4Wz1pJ7LU/s400/6360_126927827316_556082316_3461301_6988907_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474880926016359282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Seeing William, Harry, and the Queen might have been the other highlight :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/S_qvLk4JD0I/AAAAAAAAAYM/0QDEQYWtJ1I/s1600/4968_117562842316_556082316_3277136_5915702_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/S_qvLk4JD0I/AAAAAAAAAYM/0QDEQYWtJ1I/s400/4968_117562842316_556082316_3277136_5915702_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474880910434832194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Beautiful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/S_qt0otbucI/AAAAAAAAAV8/QwWlHCqihOg/s1600/4147_110880912316_556082316_3162420_2564628_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/S_qt0otbucI/AAAAAAAAAV8/QwWlHCqihOg/s400/4147_110880912316_556082316_3162420_2564628_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474879416815040962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/S_qvLOEVfBI/AAAAAAAAAYE/-mYo5BcycCs/s1600/4968_117562832316_556082316_3277134_4655992_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/S_qvLOEVfBI/AAAAAAAAAYE/-mYo5BcycCs/s400/4968_117562832316_556082316_3277134_4655992_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474880904311962642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Still, the best cupcakes ever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/S_quihkeg-I/AAAAAAAAAW0/T7wcBnzqOYI/s1600/2854_103632282316_556082316_3036998_6686514_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/S_quihkeg-I/AAAAAAAAAW0/T7wcBnzqOYI/s400/2854_103632282316_556082316_3036998_6686514_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474880205172409314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Stourhead. It's gorgeous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/S_quWKCHgXI/AAAAAAAAAWM/WxLlh9QUNpI/s1600/4147_113767917316_556082316_3216110_3691247_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 297px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/S_quWKCHgXI/AAAAAAAAAWM/WxLlh9QUNpI/s400/4147_113767917316_556082316_3216110_3691247_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474879992695849330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Doing baptisms at the London temple was amazing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/S_qt0CGRiAI/AAAAAAAAAVs/ztgy8tzSxaA/s1600/3098_101218157316_556082316_2997565_4929996_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/S_qt0CGRiAI/AAAAAAAAAVs/ztgy8tzSxaA/s400/3098_101218157316_556082316_2997565_4929996_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474879406450247682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My second home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/S_qtzR2NxSI/AAAAAAAAAVc/Qh5IvPbPVSs/s1600/2854_103623397316_556082316_3036823_3344640_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/S_qtzR2NxSI/AAAAAAAAAVc/Qh5IvPbPVSs/s400/2854_103623397316_556082316_3036823_3344640_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474879393497990434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Buckingham Palace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551363485931873741-331182188191172649?l=alexajustesen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/feeds/331182188191172649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2010/05/homesick.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/331182188191172649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/331182188191172649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2010/05/homesick.html' title='Homesick'/><author><name>Alexa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18309825803508561612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k8BscDNDfJ8/TYqDF9Bg3fI/AAAAAAAAAr8/DKoTIJvWbZU/s220/IMG_0578Edit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VItFIQjhts8/S_qvoRAQiSI/AAAAAAAAAZs/261Kj8ICTOY/s72-c/4147_113767997316_556082316_3216122_1611845_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551363485931873741.post-8181727922947799977</id><published>2010-05-20T14:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T13:11:07.004-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspiration'/><title type='text'>Be Still My Soul</title><content type='html'>My friend shared this song with me last night. I have heard it and sung it a million times, but the words really struck me, especially now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1. Be still, my soul: The Lord is on thy side;&lt;br /&gt;With patience bear thy cross of grief or pain.&lt;br /&gt;Leave to thy God to order and provide;&lt;br /&gt;In ev'ry change he faithful will remain.&lt;br /&gt;Be still, my soul: Thy best, thy heav'nly Friend&lt;br /&gt;Thru thorny ways leads to a joyful end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Be still, my soul: Thy God doth undertake&lt;br /&gt;To guide the future as he has the past.&lt;br /&gt;Thy hope, thy confidence let nothing shake;&lt;br /&gt;All now mysterious shall be bright at last.&lt;br /&gt;Be still, my soul: The waves and winds still know&lt;br /&gt;His voice who ruled them while he dwelt below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Be still, my soul: The hour is hast'ning on&lt;br /&gt;When we shall be forever with the Lord,&lt;br /&gt;When disappointment, grief, and fear are gone,&lt;br /&gt;Sorrow forgot, love's purest joys restored.&lt;br /&gt;Be still, my soul: When change and tears are past,&lt;br /&gt;All safe and blessed we shall meet at last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Making changes is a wonderful thing. These last few days I've been working really hard, doing things I feel like I need to do. I don't think I've ever relied on Heavenly Father more than I am right now. But with these changes, I have new perspectives on life in various areas. Some of these perspectives are even life-changing. Each day has its hard moments, but by working through them with faith and patience, they get easier.&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/551363485931873741-8181727922947799977?l=alexajustesen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/feeds/8181727922947799977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2010/05/be-still-my-soul.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/8181727922947799977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/8181727922947799977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2010/05/be-still-my-soul.html' title='Be Still My Soul'/><author><name>Alexa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18309825803508561612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k8BscDNDfJ8/TYqDF9Bg3fI/AAAAAAAAAr8/DKoTIJvWbZU/s220/IMG_0578Edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551363485931873741.post-2693236258762315606</id><published>2010-05-17T08:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T13:11:29.691-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspiration'/><title type='text'>Christlike Attributes</title><content type='html'>I love Sundays. Yesterday was a good one. I learned a lot in my lessons, I talked with some great people, and I had lots of time by myself to grow. Right now I feel like I am being stretched by Heavenly Father to the point that I can't take it anymore, but somehow He makes it so that I can. The highlight of yesterday was the nearly 3 hours I spent studying chapter 6 of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Preach My Gospel&lt;/span&gt;, which is all about developing Christlike attributes. I love this chapter because you don't have to be a missionary to read it and understand. Anyone can develop these attributes. I read over each one, read the wonderful scripture references included, and decided to make goals for myself on how I can improve. Each day this week I am going to work on developing a couple attributes. So today I am going to work on the first two, Faith in Jesus Christ and Hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that faith takes work. This past weekend I felt like I received some powerful revelation, and while I felt very good and happy when I received it, yesterday I started to doubt. That isn't faith. Faith is having confidence in the Lord, in trusting and believing the revelation we receive, and never doubting. In his talk, "Cast Not Away Therefore Your Confidence," Jeffrey R. Holland says that Heavenly Father will not give us revelation and then take it away. If it was right when we received it, it is still right now. "If it was right when you prayed about it and trusted it and lived for it, it is right now. Don’t give up when the pressure mounts. Certainly don’t give in to that being who is bent on the destruction of your happiness. Face your doubts. Master your fears. 'Cast not away therefore your confidence.' Stay the course and see the beauty of life unfold for you." Just like fear, doubt is the opposite of faith. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Preach My Gospel&lt;/span&gt; says that faith leads to action. This means that if there is something I have faith that I can achieve, I am going to work hard for it, which I am doing right now. The Bible Dictionary says, "Where there is faith, there are miracles." I believe that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope goes with faith, and it is one of my favorite attributes. The book says that "Hope helps you conquer discouragement," which is something I deal with from time to time right now. Hope is trusting in God's promises. I had an experience this last week where in a blessing I received I was given a promise that I was also given in my Patriarchal blessing, practically word for word. Heavenly Father and I have discussed in numerous prayers what this promise is, and I know that He is keeping his word about me receiving it as long as I do my part, which is trusting Him and making changes. Romans 8:24-25 says that hope can only happen when the outcome is NOT seen, and that patience is required for the outcome to take place. If we already know the outcome of something, what is there to hope and trust in the Lord for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studying this chapter is really giving me a greater desire to become like the Savior. Yesterday I made a list of goals that I am working towards that will help me become more like Him. And with faith and hope, I know they can be achieved.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/551363485931873741-2693236258762315606?l=alexajustesen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/feeds/2693236258762315606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2010/05/christlike-attributes.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/2693236258762315606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551363485931873741/posts/default/2693236258762315606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexajustesen.blogspot.com/2010/05/christlike-attributes.html' title='Christlike Attributes'/><author><name>Alexa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18309825803508561612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k8BscDNDfJ8/TYqDF9Bg3fI/AAAAAAAAAr8/DKoTIJvWbZU/s220/IMG_0578Edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551363485931873741.post-6845741717342428660</id><published>2010-05-14T08:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T13:11:59.134-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspiration'/><title type='text'>Blessings</title><content type='html'>Today I want to write about the amazing power of blessings. I admit that sometimes I'm scared to or I forget to ask for them when I need it. Last night I was eating frozen yogurt with my good friend Natalie, and she asked me if her husband Trent could give me one. I said yes instantly. And the blessing he gave me was wonderful. He told me that Heavenly Father is acutely aware of me, and my desires, needs, and inner struggles. This was what I needed to hear. Since that blessing I've of course had a few hard minutes, but then I remember the blessing and it helps. I love knowing that, no matter who gives it, it is Heavenly Father speaking directly to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also learning to move forward, as hard as it may be. I'm learning to really trust in Heavenly Father, and that He knows where I'm supposed to be. I told Natalie last night that right now it's hard for me to plan my future, but I'm going to go forward one day at a time, and I will tell Heavenly Father to put me where He wants me to be. Where that is I don't know. I have my own personal hopes as to where it will be, but whether those hopes align with Heavenly Father's plan, I'm not sure. I just have to be patient and find out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I listened to a Conference talk by President Monson titled, "Looking Back and Moving Forward." In it he said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mortality is a period of testing, a time to prove ourselves worthy to return to the presence of our Heavenly Father. In order to be tested, we must sometimes face challenges and difficulties. At times there appears to be no light at the tunnel’s end—no dawn to break the night’s darkness. We feel surrounded by the pain of broken hearts, the disappointment of shattered dreams, and the despair of vanished hopes. We join in uttering the biblical plea 'Is there no balm in Gilead?' We are inclined to view our own personal misfortunes through the distorted prism of pessimism. We feel abandoned, heartbroken, alone. If you find yourself in such a situation, I plead with you to turn to our Heavenly Father in faith. He will lift you and guide you. He will not always take your afflictions from you, but He will comfort and lead you with love through whatever storm you face."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I firmly believe that, even if it is sometimes hard. But again blessings are a wonderful thing if you feel doubt, alone, or heartbroken. 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