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It's a brand new year!!&lt;br /&gt;
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I completed about half of my goals from last year... maybe. I definitely struggled a lot with them, but I think overall I did really well.&lt;br /&gt;
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I'm going to make a post of my goals for 2012, but I can't seem to find the paper I wrote them all down on so that will be up another day :)&lt;br /&gt;
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I hope you all had a wonderful Christmas and New Years!&lt;br /&gt;
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I upgraded to the new Blogger in hopes to get better picture quality, and it is very confusing. So if my website banner is still off I'll have that fixed soon!&lt;br /&gt;
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I have a super busy work week with the in-home pet care company I work for, and I'm feeling a little under the weather, but expect me to put much more work into this site come the new year. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/204079836446845908-5824848549297044731?l=hannahhylen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Most of it is sparkly things I never wear. &lt;br /&gt;
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For Christmas I made all of the children I babysit crayons. It's cheap, fairly easy, and it's super cute!&lt;br /&gt;
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Here's how I did it!&lt;br /&gt;
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First I cut all of the wrappers off with an exacto knife and separated the crayons by color.&lt;br /&gt;
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I used (empty, very clean) wet cat food tins to melt the crayons in a  small amount of  boiling water on the stove.&lt;br /&gt;
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Make sure you use older pans if you have any, because a little wax may end up in the water which then sticks to the pan. It was fairly easy to remove, though.&lt;br /&gt;
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TADA! Pretty crayons! They are breakable, but they almost work better broken in half because of the sharp lines... next time I make these I'll pick a better mold!&lt;br /&gt;
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I made two boards over Thanksgiving weekend for my wall, one being a vision/inspiration  board and one being a note board.&lt;br /&gt;
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For the vision board I cut out a bunch of images of things I'd like to create in my life, printed a few pictures from the internet, and put it all together on the board with a glue stick.&lt;br /&gt;
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(I couldn't find one with a turkey. Sad times.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today my Momma and I are eating mashed potatoes, and corn, and egg salad, and chicken (Since I like chicken better than turkey and my Mom doesn't eat meat.) I've barely worked this week which is a wonderful gift that has made me a little miserable, but it has also given me time to organize my room and dream and set some goals for myself for the next couple weeks and months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of all that, I've had lots of time for projects this week including a list of things I'm thankful for!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are 20 of the things I'm most grateful for ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My big, warm bed&lt;/span&gt;. A year ago I was sleeping on an air mattress, that only liked holding air half the time, which meant lots of nights sleeping directly on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; My Momma&lt;/span&gt;. We don't see eye to eye on most things, but she's been my biggest supporter for all of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chocolate&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-29X8ZUlze10/Ts8Gb5wiAUI/AAAAAAAABEs/ZWlRlchJTY0/s1600/fun%2Bwith%2Blizzie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 555px; height: 830px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-29X8ZUlze10/Ts8Gb5wiAUI/AAAAAAAABEs/ZWlRlchJTY0/fun%2Bwith%2Blizzie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678764731568095554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My sister Liz.&lt;/span&gt; She is probably the one I relate to most in this crazy world, and being with her always makes me know and understand myself better as a person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. My big ol' canon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mM2RPlhEWRA/Ts8Gbjvy_CI/AAAAAAAABEk/TW9cSLu7wKQ/s1600/mary%2Band%2Bme.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 555px; height: 371px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mM2RPlhEWRA/Ts8Gbjvy_CI/AAAAAAAABEk/TW9cSLu7wKQ/mary%2Band%2Bme.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678764725659434018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. My sister Mary.&lt;/span&gt; She always made sure I know how much she loves me. Definitely a good person to have nowadays ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7. The rest of my family&lt;/span&gt;.  The rest are all pretty great too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8. Netflix &lt;/span&gt;and&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Hulu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9. Clear skin days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Uplifting music and quotes. &lt;/span&gt;Couldn't go a day without them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;11. The Rich family&lt;/span&gt;. Definitely would not still be here without them. The people you meet at coffee shops now a days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;12.&lt;/span&gt; On that note, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Africa Sunrise tea&lt;/span&gt; from Coffee Bean. It's the yummiest tea you will ever taste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;13.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cute boys.&lt;/span&gt; (I'm just being honest...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;14.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ramen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Because of it I will never go hungry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;15. Pretty hair&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;clothes. &lt;/span&gt;Curls and flowery dresses are my favorite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;16. Babies&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;doggies&lt;/span&gt;. I've been so lucky this year to work with so many amazing families.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;17. All of my wonder friends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;I'm going to write a post on all of the wonderful people in&lt;/span&gt; my life in the next couple weeks on here or tumblr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;18. Pizza.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;19&lt;/span&gt;. The lovely &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cold weather &lt;/span&gt;we've been experiencing in Los Angeles this month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2o. Health. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/204079836446845908-3726694939520260646?l=hannahhylen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Novak a couple weeks ago so I figured I'd just post all of my Office pictures in one blog. :) I don't think I've forgotten anyone...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IpsjMinxbds/TpcI8WRvmXI/AAAAAAAABCk/x1kQ8-ra1FU/s1600/DSC08418.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 555px; height: 739px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IpsjMinxbds/TpcI8WRvmXI/AAAAAAAABCk/x1kQ8-ra1FU/DSC08418.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663004889306863986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_0srVL7o3RI/TpcIJSypZGI/AAAAAAAABB8/WtcDtHms7rw/s1600/DSC08453.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 554px; height: 738px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_0srVL7o3RI/TpcIJSypZGI/AAAAAAAABB8/WtcDtHms7rw/DSC08453.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663004012197799010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xpZ-CwOEKMY/TpcIIymuz5I/AAAAAAAABB0/evBIWCEmEyw/s1600/JIM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 555px; height: 369px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xpZ-CwOEKMY/TpcIIymuz5I/AAAAAAAABB0/evBIWCEmEyw/JIM.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663004003557887890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1T-nB1nW86w/TpcIIL4DtaI/AAAAAAAABBo/52Z1bCFXj6A/s1600/DSC08599.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 555px; height: 735px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1T-nB1nW86w/TpcIIL4DtaI/AAAAAAAABBo/52Z1bCFXj6A/DSC08599.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663003993161577890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jdiE9lizDS8/TpcI8IcfMxI/AAAAAAAABCY/gUdpY2teWaE/s1600/DSC08417.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 555px; height: 737px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jdiE9lizDS8/TpcI8IcfMxI/AAAAAAAABCY/gUdpY2teWaE/DSC08417.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663004885593830162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9A1_HtRLNc8/TpcIH13JMMI/AAAAAAAABBc/fQ1jCnmWNHo/s1600/DSC08596.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 555px; height: 740px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9A1_HtRLNc8/TpcIH13JMMI/AAAAAAAABBc/fQ1jCnmWNHo/DSC08596.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663003987252162754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fP2zdaLmT-I/TpcIJjLYEzI/AAAAAAAABCQ/TUm91x6SAGw/s1600/DSC08419.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 555px; height: 739px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fP2zdaLmT-I/TpcIJjLYEzI/AAAAAAAABCQ/TUm91x6SAGw/DSC08419.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663004016596489010" 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/204079836446845908-6653739565429652368?l=hannahhylen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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While they only show movies during the summer, that scene was shot and based on the screenings at Hollywood Forever cemetery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO many people were there, and I wish I had taken a picture of all of the people sitting waiting for the movie when it was still light, but I was a little preoccupied. (The picture above was from when we were waiting in line. I'd say that was about a 10th of the people there.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People bring chairs and picnics and it's something I think everyone should do in Los Angeles at least once!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drew Barrymore showed up to introduce the movie, who informed us it was exactly 30 years to the day that they started filming E.T., right here in Los Angeles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also saw Evanna Lynch, who is quickly becoming my favorite person. Such a sweetheart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is E.T. leaving. 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I decided to get the &lt;a href="http://photojojo.com/store/awesomeness/pop-up-flash-bounce/"&gt;Pop-up Flash Bounce&lt;/a&gt;. I have the hardest time taking shots in my apartment after noon, because my room gets the morning light. I thought this tool would work wonderfully, and it really does!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It bounces the flash off the ceiling so you don't get that gross white light with glare in your pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kjb5hqLJiAY/Tmo0wYfZROI/AAAAAAAAA_c/GkPyeUxsqGA/s1600/IMG_5703.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 555px; height: 370px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kjb5hqLJiAY/Tmo0wYfZROI/AAAAAAAAA_c/GkPyeUxsqGA/IMG_5703.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650386688302204130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EBLO0qXZZJU/Tmo0whKcUGI/AAAAAAAAA_k/XLUeTUQoR14/s1600/IMG_5705.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 555px; height: 370px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EBLO0qXZZJU/Tmo0whKcUGI/AAAAAAAAA_k/XLUeTUQoR14/IMG_5705.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650386690630242402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only examples I have right now where taken while there was still light in my room, but it's the only examples I have on my computer right now so it will have to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without flash:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nxdwrqsvDY4/Tmo0xBBm3kI/AAAAAAAAA_0/xlWk-Xb4DB0/s1600/IMG_5643.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 555px; height: 370px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nxdwrqsvDY4/Tmo0xBBm3kI/AAAAAAAAA_0/xlWk-Xb4DB0/IMG_5643.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650386699183119938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With flash:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bvPYd639W34/Tmo0xslcN1I/AAAAAAAAA_8/xI_EXZN5Eeg/s1600/IMG_5642.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 555px; height: 370px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bvPYd639W34/Tmo0xslcN1I/AAAAAAAAA_8/xI_EXZN5Eeg/IMG_5642.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650386710876141394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Pop-up Flash Bounce over the flash:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DWTBg2ONzUM/Tmo2J5pX7GI/AAAAAAAABAE/Q--1ctQl2UM/s1600/IMG_5641.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 555px; height: 370px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DWTBg2ONzUM/Tmo2J5pX7GI/AAAAAAAABAE/Q--1ctQl2UM/IMG_5641.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650388226210786402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lastly, this picture was taken when I only had my ceiling fan on, with my flash on with the flash bounce. Ah, I love it. (My room was a mess, like usual.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0Dz6bXU3u3Q/Tmo5wNv_ctI/AAAAAAAABAM/QoAbxLeNyxc/s1600/IMG_5868.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 555px; height: 370px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0Dz6bXU3u3Q/Tmo5wNv_ctI/AAAAAAAABAM/QoAbxLeNyxc/IMG_5868.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650392182977163986" 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/204079836446845908-5075182154801582540?l=hannahhylen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;When I was three my Mother had my older sister and me draw what we thought our souls looked like. My sister, Mary, drew a butterfly. I myself drew a spider with it's babies, and baby Jesus.
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;Now, for many three year old's, this may be a perfectly normal thing to draw as their soul. But for me, growing up in a non-religious family who rarely went to church, it was quite strange.
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;I've had a much more stressful week than I would have liked, but the weekend is almost here and I am very excited to have some much needed down time.
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;Best,
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;Hannahxx
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&lt;br /&gt;Over baked Sweet Potato fries are one of my favorite side dishes. It's relatively good for you, and tastes like heaven.
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&lt;br /&gt;Here's how I do it!
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&lt;br /&gt;I used:
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;two medium sized sweet potatoes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;garlic powder&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;minced garlic&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;extra virgin olive oil&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;cooking spray&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;and this weird pepper rub that makes food taste better&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aV80bu339xE/TlMigfSLDyI/AAAAAAAAA_E/4e8OaxTk9Rg/s1600/IMG_5816.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 555px; height: 370px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aV80bu339xE/TlMigfSLDyI/AAAAAAAAA_E/4e8OaxTk9Rg/IMG_5816.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643892699574243106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;First you peel the sweet potatoes. Preheat oven to 425 degrees.
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MopcZdtZ9Yc/TlMf5N0XniI/AAAAAAAAA-E/PFMkJPVPSVE/s1600/IMG_5818.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 555px; height: 370px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MopcZdtZ9Yc/TlMf5N0XniI/AAAAAAAAA-E/PFMkJPVPSVE/IMG_5818.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643889825847680546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;Next you cut the peeled sweet potatoes into thin, long strips.
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tOm4VzsrYpo/TlMf5ZrK04I/AAAAAAAAA-M/X4jRGbpbrF0/s1600/IMG_5819.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 555px; height: 370px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tOm4VzsrYpo/TlMf5ZrK04I/AAAAAAAAA-M/X4jRGbpbrF0/IMG_5819.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643889829030318978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;Put all of the peeled sweet potato fry strips on a cookie sheet that has first been sprayed with cooking spray.
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fuMvDjNwC98/TlMf519uKWI/AAAAAAAAA-U/-20S6pqEH38/s1600/IMG_5820.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 555px; height: 370px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fuMvDjNwC98/TlMf519uKWI/AAAAAAAAA-U/-20S6pqEH38/IMG_5820.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643889836624324962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;Once you have all of your fries on the cookie sheet, drizzle olive oil over the fries, and mix with hands so the olive oil gets on every fry.
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&lt;br /&gt;Once the fries have been spread over the cookie sheet, sprinkle any of the seasonings you decided on over all of the fries.
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&lt;br /&gt;Cook for 20-30 minutes, rotating fries every ten minutes. I just use a spatula to mix them all up, so they get that messy, french fry  texture.
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&lt;br /&gt;Take them out when they start to look browned.
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&lt;br /&gt;YUM YUM YUM! There you go!
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&lt;br /&gt;(I took this picture a while ago when I was still getting used to making them right, so they got a little black.)
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&lt;br /&gt;I was recently given a gift card to Barnes &amp;amp; Noble from a dog walking client as a thank-you gift. I spent 3/5 of the card on these two books.
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&lt;br /&gt;I saw this book back in November and immediately fell in love. Audrey Hepburn is a very important person to me, and I've collected many, many, books about her in the past. Sadly, I didn't have the $40 back then to purchase the book.
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;I did take a picture on my phone of the following image and had it as my phone background from last November to around May of this year. It's so organic and natural and stunning...
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mtBHZqfVemw/TkyMxohNWPI/AAAAAAAAA8E/nLM5x04u6pY/s1600/IMG_5581.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 555px; height: 370px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mtBHZqfVemw/TkyMxohNWPI/AAAAAAAAA8E/nLM5x04u6pY/IMG_5581.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642039217506572530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;when I was shopping for books this past week, I saw that in the back of the book Audrey's sons Luca and Sean made comments about the photos. I immediately searched for what they had to say about my favorite picture of Audrey (shown above).
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;The book says it was a candid picture taken by her husband Mel on Lake Lucerne in Switzerland. Her son Luca's comment said, "I would like people to relate more to the Audrey that comes out in these pictures." (he was referring to the two pages of boat pictures shown above.)
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;When I saw it on sale for $19.89 this past week I knew I had to get it.
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;Here are two others I really love.
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ze8DgqjsQcw/TkyNrdxcTlI/AAAAAAAAA9M/_DpEmROvFsI/s1600/IMG_5582.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 555px; height: 369px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ze8DgqjsQcw/TkyNrdxcTlI/AAAAAAAAA9M/_DpEmROvFsI/IMG_5582.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642040211054284370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YqnN67NW73E/TkyNrJTrKOI/AAAAAAAAA9E/OHJeV7jAd2A/s1600/IMG_5583.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 555px; height: 830px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YqnN67NW73E/TkyNrJTrKOI/AAAAAAAAA9E/OHJeV7jAd2A/IMG_5583.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642040205560719586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;The other book I bought was one I saw in a stack of Wisdom and quote  books (my weakness)
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&lt;br /&gt;There are 365 pages, each focusing on one word. The words go in alphabetic order.
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jkp8nSudTEw/TkyNrGpIVyI/AAAAAAAAA88/ScedFU3NTgg/s1600/IMG_5575.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 555px; height: 368px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jkp8nSudTEw/TkyNrGpIVyI/AAAAAAAAA88/ScedFU3NTgg/IMG_5575.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642040204845405986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nPnuuz-Je5U/TkyMyuT8vNI/AAAAAAAAA8k/c72ItoS_948/s1600/IMG_5570.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 555px; height: 370px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nPnuuz-Je5U/TkyMyuT8vNI/AAAAAAAAA8k/c72ItoS_948/IMG_5570.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642039236241439954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kSDUtcE1j6s/TkyQQlrohbI/AAAAAAAAA9U/7Ox0QgVM1Ts/s1600/IMG_5579.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 555px; height: 370px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kSDUtcE1j6s/TkyQQlrohbI/AAAAAAAAA9U/7Ox0QgVM1Ts/IMG_5579.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642043047855818162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kX2fVyUhkbg/TkyMx0aLhII/AAAAAAAAA8M/6uajWWaAwIc/s1600/IMG_5578.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 555px; height: 370px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kX2fVyUhkbg/TkyMx0aLhII/AAAAAAAAA8M/6uajWWaAwIc/IMG_5578.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642039220698317954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;I just thought it was so pretty and got right to the point. It's one of those books that you can flip to a random page when you're feeling down and feel a little enlightened.
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&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for reading! xx
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&lt;br /&gt;As I've said before, I'm allergic to dairy, and have been all around eating poorly.
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&lt;br /&gt;I've found it really hard finding good, quick as possible, healthy,  dairy-less meals and snacks, so I figured I'd post the things I come up  with on here to hopefully help some of you out. :)
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&lt;br /&gt;My FAVORITE breakfast meal lately has been Trader Joe's shreaded bite  size wheats cereal, with berries and almond milk. If I'm feeling like I  need some extra protein I add in some walnut pieces.
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&lt;br /&gt;I know, I know, most 'healthy people' say you should only eat food that  hasn't been processed, but for cereal this is the healthiest I've found. It  has ZERO grams of sugar, and 5 grams of protein.
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&lt;br /&gt;In my opinion, the cereal is bland on it's own. Just add in the almond milk, though, and it tastes wonderful. Everything else I add just makes it better and better. And with so much protein it fills me up very quickly.
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wQ9bIkbJsTc/TlG5xkO-UdI/AAAAAAAAA9k/_942q-tcfSU/s1600/IMG_5595.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 555px; height: 371px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wQ9bIkbJsTc/TlG5xkO-UdI/AAAAAAAAA9k/_942q-tcfSU/IMG_5595.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643496069263151570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;And um... cough cough, my favorite frozen yogurt place, Yogurtland, is having a Hello Kitty theme going on, including four different Hello Kitty character spoons. I possibly went back every day for four days so I could collect them all... cough. But that was before I stopped eating diary again.
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7wPhvFk89Wg/TlG5x--RCZI/AAAAAAAAA9s/bQ0lVy5LWjs/s1600/IMG_5599.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 555px; height: 370px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7wPhvFk89Wg/TlG5x--RCZI/AAAAAAAAA9s/bQ0lVy5LWjs/IMG_5599.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643496076440832402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;SO CUTE!
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&lt;br /&gt;Living so close to Hollywood, I have had the opportunity to meet some of my favorite people in the entertainment industry, especially my favorite boys.
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&lt;br /&gt;Here is a post of the boys I never thought I'd be able to meet before moving to Los Angeles.
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&lt;br /&gt;(In order of when I met them)
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y7yq7n0iWOU/TkWs2AmJWNI/AAAAAAAAA7U/_M6nn862dg4/s1600/DSC08210_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 555px; height: 739px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y7yq7n0iWOU/TkWs2AmJWNI/AAAAAAAAA7U/_M6nn862dg4/DSC08210_2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640104152224323794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;1. Tim Allen.
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&lt;br /&gt;This was one of the most random moments while living out here. I had only been awake for maybe an hour, and was waiting with friends to see All Star Weekend at Radio Disney, when this guy walked up. Random and wonderful... who else can say they're met the real Santa ;)
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uUqeGhhC9OQ/TkWn0yQYdII/AAAAAAAAA7M/jrwDWLGUp-s/s1600/DSC08315.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 555px; height: 739px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uUqeGhhC9OQ/TkWn0yQYdII/AAAAAAAAA7M/jrwDWLGUp-s/DSC08315.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640098633636934786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;2. Leonardo Dicaprio.
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&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I ever posted this picture because I look dreadful, but he is one of my favorite actors of all time. It was such a crazy situation with people pushing and crying and woah.  It was the first big, "Oh my god please tell me I'm not dreaming" I had out here.
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yzpqqIh8WWo/TkWDjb28SfI/AAAAAAAAA6k/K57m2oTPLrg/s1600/DSC08335_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 555px; height: 740px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yzpqqIh8WWo/TkWDjb28SfI/AAAAAAAAA6k/K57m2oTPLrg/DSC08335_2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640058753148275186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;3. Zac Efron.
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&lt;br /&gt;When I was 13 I was pretty positive I was going to marry him. I also had decided we would meet when I was 17 and soon after fall in love. Well, I DID meet Zac when I was 17, but the love part still hasn't come. ;) He drew the weirdest signature I've ever gotten... sadly I believe I lost it while trying to meet Tom Felton and Rupert Grint last month. I also met him on the 5 year anniversary of my Father's death, which made the day a happy day instead of a sad day.
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VJ5Ij_ASVsA/TkWh2duvXyI/AAAAAAAAA7E/ai0yOO9R6tM/s1600/DSC08409.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 555px; height: 740px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VJ5Ij_ASVsA/TkWh2duvXyI/AAAAAAAAA7E/ai0yOO9R6tM/DSC08409.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640092065417092898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;4. James Franco.
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&lt;br /&gt;Not only is this guy the coolest person in Hollywood for going to college triple time while working on movie after movie, but I think he's so talented and beautiful and amazing. He came over to take a picture with just me on my birthday, and it meant a lot to me.
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rd3QwPqxB9g/TkWh2Iu8ObI/AAAAAAAAA68/481pu0AMEiY/s1600/markkkk"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 555px; height: 411px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rd3QwPqxB9g/TkWh2Iu8ObI/AAAAAAAAA68/481pu0AMEiY/markkkk" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640092059780790706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;5. Mark Ruffalo.
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&lt;br /&gt;Oh my god I love this man. He's my all time favorite actor, and the only person I've ever sobbed happy tears after meeting. 'nough said.
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--YfVu-RkHsk/TkWDjt-biFI/AAAAAAAAA6s/lsUVhQ4-O6o/s1600/DSC08435.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 555px; height: 738px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--YfVu-RkHsk/TkWDjt-biFI/AAAAAAAAA6s/lsUVhQ4-O6o/DSC08435.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640058758011521106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;6. Matthew Perry.
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&lt;br /&gt;I have been in love with Chandler Bing for as long as I can remember, and my heart was broken when the show went off the air. I can't watch Matthew Perry in anything else and take him seriously, because to me it's just Chandler Bing trying to act. THIS was such an exciting moment and I was so close to not getting a picture, but I guess he saw the desperation in my eyes.
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U-ZXFbYpoGA/TkWDkAOSBII/AAAAAAAAA60/XLxmUr4InPE/s1600/JIM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 555px; height: 368px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U-ZXFbYpoGA/TkWDkAOSBII/AAAAAAAAA60/XLxmUr4InPE/JIM.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640058762909844610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;7. John Krasinski.
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;I think if I had grown up with the Office and Friends at the same time, there would be a good chance I would fall in love with Jim Halpert over Chandler Bing, as horrible as that sounds. But I grew up with Friends, so Jim will have to come in a close second. Still, I was THRILLED to meet this guy. THRILLED.
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0984KQptZOY/TkWDjFb4qwI/AAAAAAAAA6c/jaB9gMFeSOo/s1600/DSC08543.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 555px; height: 740px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0984KQptZOY/TkWDjFb4qwI/AAAAAAAAA6c/jaB9gMFeSOo/DSC08543.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640058747129211650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;8. Tom Felton.
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;See, homeboy has been coming to Los Angeles regularly since the Hangover 2 premiere, and every time I missed him. It was the most frustrating thing. First I was babysitting, then I didn't get seat filler, then I was babysitting again, then Ryan Seacrest made it so you can't meet people, then I was babysitting... It happened over and over and over. Luckily this past time he was in LA I got the pleasure of meeting him twice, and sitting right behind him at the TCA before sitting next to his lovely GF. :)
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U8UPntG3s4Y/TkWDi2LZruI/AAAAAAAAA6U/Pii-jy7uadw/s1600/DSC08557.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 555px; height: 739px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U8UPntG3s4Y/TkWDi2LZruI/AAAAAAAAA6U/Pii-jy7uadw/DSC08557.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640058743033540322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;9. Rupert Grint
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&lt;br /&gt;9 is my favorite and lucky number... and he is my favorite and lucky person. &amp;lt;3 I have never tried harder to meet someone. He is perfect and I love him way too much. At first I really disliked this picture because I thought he looked like he wanted to shoot himself, but I've decided it is beautiful and he is beautiful and I need to stop typing.
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&lt;br /&gt;Alright, these are my favorite famous boys in the whole world so I'm allowed to sound a little teenie talking about them, kapeesh?
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&lt;br /&gt;xx
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&lt;br /&gt;This year I was a seat filler for the Teen Choice Awards!
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&lt;br /&gt;I wore a red dress from Forever 21, and wore zebra flats because I was afraid my feet would fall off from wearing heels for that long, and in case I saw Rupert I didn't want to be taller than him. ahaha...
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&lt;br /&gt;I got there around 12:30, and wasn't let in until 4ish. It was a long wait.
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&lt;br /&gt;They tried putting me in the pretty line... but that was for the pit and I wanted to be a seat filler. :) yay!
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&lt;br /&gt;After all of the waiting I ended up sitting right behind Sean Kingston... who was texting Raven... not that I was reading over his shoulder or anything...
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&lt;br /&gt;I was right across from One Republic, which is one of my favorite bands, but I didn't know it was them :/ I just love their music.
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&lt;br /&gt;The lead guy from Raising Hope took my seat right before the show started so I ended up moving next to Lamar's cousin or sister or something. Then I show started, and I was the only person in my section to stand up, so this happened....
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&lt;br /&gt;That is why people aren't supposed to let me dance in public...
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&lt;br /&gt;During the first break the Kardashians took my seat, so I moved over by Rachel Bilson. Summerrrr. Then during the next break I moved to the seat directly behind Tom Felton, and his Girl Friend Jade. Then during the NEXT break Tom went backstage so I took his seat. I had small talk with Jade, and she is just so quiet and into texting on her blackberry and eating her chipotle chips. But oh my gosh her and Tom and too cute together. Her face brightened up so much when he came out on stage and she laughed at everything he said. Young love&amp;lt;3
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&lt;br /&gt;Then I moved over to a seat that had been empty for the whole show on the other side of Jade, which happened to have been Rupert's seat, that he decided not to sit in. Wa,wa,waaaa. I was in between Jade and Tyra Banks, who liked commenting on everything that happened on the stage. She seemed a little pissed off when Taylor said the, 'don't lose you're innocence' thing, because I guess that was exactly was Tyra was going to say. hahaha.
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&lt;br /&gt;All of the cool people passed right in front of me and I had been sneaky and brought my phone in, but I knew if I took a picture with someone I would be kicked out and nobody seemed worth it.
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&lt;br /&gt;It was great watching One Republic, Selena, and Will.I.Am. preform. Taylor Swift is the funniest dancer I have ever seen... oh my goodness.
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&lt;br /&gt;What else... Jade and Rupert's Personal Assistant came and took my seat at the last minute before Rupert and Tom came out on stage, but luckily there was an empty seat two seats down. Jade whispered to me and was like, "Can we have our seats back, please?" and of course I had to say yes, but then once I moved she smiled really sweetly at me and said thank you, which was very nice. I decided I have a girl crush on her. hahaha.
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&lt;br /&gt;I was very happy when Rupert and Tom came out, and I was even happier to see Jade and Rupert's assistant teenying as much as I was. You should have seen them, they were both smiling so big and take pictures and it was like their children were in the school play. ;)
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&lt;br /&gt;Then it ended... and I was sad. Then I took a picture on my phone of my friend Kayla and Rachel Bilson, so I took one too but kayla didn't know how to work my phone so I had to take it and it turned out like this...
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&lt;br /&gt;But whatever, I love her so it's okay.
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&lt;br /&gt;Next I went to some back to school after party and ate tons of Hawaiian pizza but I wasn't feeling well so I went home.
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&lt;br /&gt;It was fun! Not quite as fun as last year... but still fun. :)
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&lt;br /&gt;xx
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&lt;br /&gt;Hi pretty people!
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&lt;br /&gt;Its about time I blog about the JONAS beach concert taping! :)
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&lt;br /&gt;They filmed at the beach for two days; I went to both.
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&lt;br /&gt;The first day I drove with my friend Mandy. We got there around 3:30, and they were already filming some stuff.
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&lt;br /&gt;I managed to get free, super close parking because our new bff was very nice to me. :)
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&lt;br /&gt;After awhile Nick went and sat on this little stoop, where he was photographed by paparazzi. He kind of seemed as though he was sleeping.
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&lt;br /&gt;Then we saw Frankie and Mama Jonas. Love them.
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&lt;br /&gt;Once they were almost ready to start the concert part of the day the guy who handled the extras (they had paid extras, but they wanted more which was why us fans were there) came over and brought us to the side so we could watch what was going on before they figured out what to do with us. (ha ha)
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&lt;br /&gt;Nicole had to come on stage and tell bad jokes. Fun.
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&lt;br /&gt;After a couple more hours of only seeing Nick and Nicole we found Chelsea. I love her so much! When she saw me she was taking a picture, and after the picture she came over to hug me and say it was nice to see me again. Her outfit was pretty much adorable. Very Audrey Hepburn.
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&lt;br /&gt;We talked for a couple minutes, left her to go see our friends, and then came back because Mandy wanted a picture with Chelsea and she hadn't been with us the first time. Everyone was introducing themselves so I was like, "I'm Hannah by the way!" (why do I always add 'by the way' when I introduce myself? seriously, every time.) and she was like, "PSH, I know!" :)
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&lt;br /&gt;Joe came down but people weren't allowed to talk to him. Our shirts were the same colorish. Pretty awesome. Then they all left to go eat 'lunch' (at like, 6:30 at night. hahaha) and to change.
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&lt;br /&gt;Waited in the freezing cold for awhile more. Finally they all came back and we got to rock out to a new JONAS song.
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&lt;br /&gt;They had Jonas' back up band there for the concert part, which was really awesome. Jonas and then were goofing off and having so much fun together. At one point they started singing the Africa song from SNL. Adorableness!
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&lt;br /&gt;Me: *large gasp*
&lt;br /&gt;Mandy: "Omg, what happened? Whats wrong?"
&lt;br /&gt;Me: *nods to right*
&lt;br /&gt;Mandy: "I should have known it was Frankie."
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&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA seriously. They are all going to think I'm a pedophile. He WAS walking right by us, though. And he totally didn't answer my question about his cast. "Oh, is your arm healed? your cast is gone?" but it came out super fast and I think he was confused.
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&lt;br /&gt;Kevin said that's what she said. He says it all the time now... to things that don't even sound like a that's what she said joke.
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&lt;br /&gt;I got to hold up a sign that messily said 'KEVIN' on it. I was very proud.
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&lt;br /&gt;HAHA I have this crazyyyyy friend, Lan, who brings this blow up alligator everywhere, and this baby creature thing. During a break Kevin was like... "Wait, is that an alligator in the crowd? and an Alien baby?" hahahahahahahahaha we died.
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&lt;br /&gt;After they wrapped the concert part for the night we went and chilled with Big Rob. I was all ready to highfive him for a third time that night when he pulled his hand away to take a picture with someone. But then he realized him mistake and apoligzed for leaving my hand hanging. hahaha
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&lt;br /&gt;What else... not too much happened that night. My friends met Nick after it but I decided not to get a picture since I thought we'd be able to get them the next day. Fail. hahaha
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&lt;br /&gt;We left. Drove back to Toluca. Got subway. Ate it. Dropped Mandy off at her car. Went home. Slept. ;)
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&lt;br /&gt;The next day I got down there about 2:10, even though I got lost. Filming wasn't supposed to start until 5, but I wanted to chill at the beach. :) Got free parking again! Score. Filming had already started. Huh. Less then an hour after I got there they already had us in the crowd and filming some songs.
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&lt;br /&gt;For the first song they had these giant beach balls we were supposed to keep afloat. And clapping. And jumping. All at the same time. Long story short, it involved lots of multitasking and getting hit in the head with giant balls. hahaha it was so much fun! I was working up a sweat.
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&lt;br /&gt;Kevin told the Paparazzi to clap along since they didn't have anything better to do. Poor Paparazzi...
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&lt;br /&gt;More songs, more dancing, more fun... Kevin did this crazy spin and his sunglasses flew into the crowd. He looked so confused as to where they went.
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&lt;br /&gt;Lunch break! Katie and my's bff parking guy brought us food. &amp;lt;3    Most of JB and band got into a shuffle van to take them to back to base camp, except Joe who rode a bike. Hahaha it was really strange. I yelled out, "Midnight bike club!" at him and he like, looked over but he couldn't considerate on riding a bike and looking over at the same time.
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&lt;br /&gt;John Taylor came over. He took a picture with Katie (I didn't need one) and I said how it was kind of weird how he was in the band on this season, yet he was the teacher on the last season. He completely agreed and said how he had wanted to go up to Joe in a scene and rub his back and have Joe be like, "umm... what are you doing here mr. *insert what JT's name was on the show here*?" hahahahahahahahahaha
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&lt;br /&gt;More waiting. Ate pizza. More waiting. Snuck to the front. (shhh!) Extra guy was not pleased. Then he let us go back anyway. (weirdo. but we listened to what he told us to do all day so he liked us.)
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&lt;br /&gt;Nick had to sing this song, Biggest Fan, to Nicole. It has a rap. Anyway, he has an acoustic guitar in it, so during a break between takes he started strumming the cords to one of his songs off Who I Am. Katie and I, (and sometimes Mandy) being the loud carefree people we are, decided to start loudly singing along to his strumming. Not just loudly, but very off key and our voices kept cracking.  hahahahahaha but Nick looked over at us, and apparently was enjoying himself because it became a game that he'd change which song he was playing from his album and we'd have to figure which song, and start singing along. So. Much. Fun.  Especially when our voices would crack and he'd laugh at us.  He'd play and have us singing right until he had to start playing Biggest Fan.  Then John Taylor decided to get in on the game too, and they decided to start playing Don't Charge Me For The Crime. Um. Too bad none of us knew the words. I was like, "All I know is Pistol on the dash!!" Nick was not pleased with us.
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&lt;br /&gt;I requested they play Turn Right, and Nick got this amused expression on his face before pretending to cry and sadly strum the beginning of turn right. hahahahahahahahahahahahahahhaha best.
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&lt;br /&gt;Nick then started to try and tell us something, but the director guy cut him off to say the scene had to start. He started laughing with that, "REALLY!?" face on, and looked at me and I gave me a "oh well" gesture. He looked around and did the "REALLY!?" face again to me so I, again, did the "oh well" gesture. hahaha
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&lt;br /&gt;SOMEHOW Aliens got brought up, and Nick laughed and was like, "ACTUALLY, speaking of Aliens," but we cut him off and were like, "Nooooo we know, Nick, we know, you don't have to say the story again." Jt agreed. hahahahaha and then an airplane flew over and John Taylor was like, Look! a UFO! and we all started laughing.
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&lt;br /&gt;Then Joe and Kevin came back so they could film this other song where Nick was at a piano. Joe dumped out the sand in his shoe and it was seriously never ending. I told him he should have worn flip flops like us ;) Nick's piano wasn't actually plugged in, so he couldn't play the 'guess the song' game with us. He tried, though. He looked over at Katie and Me and was like, "HERE! guess this one!" and was like, *presses keys and waits for us to guess the song* uhhhh... Nick, we can't hear anything. Apparently he didn't understand this, so he did the key thing again... and waited again. We just sang random songs, and he'd be like, *shakes head no. does key thing again* Then he was like, "How about this one?" which was even harder.  hahahahaha finally he was like, "This would be easier if this thing was plugged in." and started singing stay.  I made fun of his five minute mating call (or so we call it.. the stuff at the end of stay) and he joined in. Pretty funny.
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&lt;br /&gt;What else...  Nick asked this girl what her favorite song from the day was, so we all said our favorites, and I was like, "Wait, was the rap one called?" and he was like, "Biggest fan. Oh, as I was saying earlier, we wrote that song about-" *director says time for filming* "No!! I need to say this!!!" hahahahahahaha poor Nick. But the director let him explain how, biggest fan is actually written about the fans. *cue Joe shaking his head no to us*
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&lt;br /&gt;hahaha   My friends and I do this thing where we make a WOW sign with our hands... and we showed Nick and he did it. But he wouldn't do it again after the first time because I think he thought it meant something else after how hard we laughed at him doing.
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&lt;br /&gt;Omg. So this random old black guys makes him way through the crowd (which wasn't hard since we were all super spaced out) to the stage closest to Nick and made Nick pose for a picture from his piano bench. I don't even know what all this guy said, but he was a little crazy and we all couldn't stop laughing. Then he was like," SAY YA-YUH!" and Nick was like, "...Yeah. Yes. *laughs* yes." but the guy wouldn't let up so finally he quietly said ya-yuh.  hahahahaha
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&lt;br /&gt;Later on the guy was making his way through the crowd and dancing and what not (where did he come from!?) and Joe thought he was hilarious. Nick was like,"Yeah, he and I were talking earlier. we're budd.." but he decided he didn't want to pretend he was friends with him. hahaha  We tried to teach Kevin and Joe WOW too but Kevin thought we were doing a gang symbol or   something..
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