<?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-3018438012969285543</id><updated>2012-02-16T00:59:02.485-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hannah Lynn Peterson</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Hannah Lynn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>81</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3018438012969285543.post-6902850969644659996</id><published>2011-08-25T16:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T16:37:38.167-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is good.</title><content type='html'>Today I am grateful for the weekend. I have 1 more class and I'm free!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aG83aOIkwnI/TlbclZOJLGI/AAAAAAAAAsg/-B1pST3_xhA/s1600/DSCN9950.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aG83aOIkwnI/TlbclZOJLGI/AAAAAAAAAsg/-B1pST3_xhA/s400/DSCN9950.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644941717938973794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Weekend :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3018438012969285543-6902850969644659996?l=hannahlynn17.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/feeds/6902850969644659996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3018438012969285543&amp;postID=6902850969644659996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/6902850969644659996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/6902850969644659996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/2011/08/life-is-good.html' title='Life is good.'/><author><name>Hannah Lynn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aG83aOIkwnI/TlbclZOJLGI/AAAAAAAAAsg/-B1pST3_xhA/s72-c/DSCN9950.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3018438012969285543.post-4250388501227746697</id><published>2011-08-24T20:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T21:00:54.279-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today I am grateful for my bestest non-related friend..</title><content type='html'>Mrs. Katiebudd. Bad news though. She leaves tomorrow. For NAU. 3+ hours away. I'm going to die. But I know that this is a trial and it can only strengthen our friendship. I love her more than she knows and I am so excited for her to experience all of this new stuff! Even though it sucks for me and I wish she was here, I am so happy for her! When she comes to visit, I will lose LOTS of sleep! So to look at the bright side of things I am going to post a few of things I love about her :) oh and pictures too! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*We've been through so much. Soul-friends since 7th grade! I love her face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q-MNBueRLzU/TlXAa10iCAI/AAAAAAAAArQ/kIz-RVhy4LY/s1600/2068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 294px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q-MNBueRLzU/TlXAa10iCAI/AAAAAAAAArQ/kIz-RVhy4LY/s400/2068.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644629275335329794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*She's brilliant. And doesn't make me feel stupid for asking questions she knows the answers to. And if she doesn't know the answer, we look them up haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9R-4hG1GnfU/TlXAutdyqsI/AAAAAAAAArY/_9c6q8LF-xI/s1600/2103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9R-4hG1GnfU/TlXAutdyqsI/AAAAAAAAArY/_9c6q8LF-xI/s400/2103.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644629616689851074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*She has a heart of gold. Really I've seen it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7d-b3lQi_sc/TlXB6H9r0TI/AAAAAAAAArg/Bz_wh7TKCcU/s1600/1025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7d-b3lQi_sc/TlXB6H9r0TI/AAAAAAAAArg/Bz_wh7TKCcU/s400/1025.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644630912293130546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* She's super witty and I can just be myself with her. It's the best! We really get along SO well it's amazing! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AK-MDg2rKgk/TlXCwz7w1SI/AAAAAAAAAro/YSJjJhwkHoE/s1600/3369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AK-MDg2rKgk/TlXCwz7w1SI/AAAAAAAAAro/YSJjJhwkHoE/s400/3369.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644631851809166626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*She's BEAUTIFUL. See!?!? She is one HAWT MAMA :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CghH3Uq4g50/TlXEk97aHII/AAAAAAAAArw/MeT9zgCa0cY/s1600/699.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CghH3Uq4g50/TlXEk97aHII/AAAAAAAAArw/MeT9zgCa0cY/s400/699.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644633847356857474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* She listens to me. And I don't just love it because I talk alot. I really feel like listening is important in any relationship and to have that means the world to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N_bzxZiB8EU/TlXGMpqOi5I/AAAAAAAAAsA/KOH0JB8RHr8/s1600/3877.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N_bzxZiB8EU/TlXGMpqOi5I/AAAAAAAAAsA/KOH0JB8RHr8/s400/3877.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644635628622482322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*She has stayed by my side through EVERYTHING. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ofk5rbQh-H8/TlXFTioyuhI/AAAAAAAAAr4/kJg7RDp-uuo/s1600/1306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ofk5rbQh-H8/TlXFTioyuhI/AAAAAAAAAr4/kJg7RDp-uuo/s400/1306.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644634647484873234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*She doesn't get annoyed by me. Even when I blow up her facebook :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q1ef3qZfCZ4/TlXGrWYTKdI/AAAAAAAAAsI/kLun8kTYwmQ/s1600/001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q1ef3qZfCZ4/TlXGrWYTKdI/AAAAAAAAAsI/kLun8kTYwmQ/s400/001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644636156022958546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*She is more than okay with looking gross (she never looks gross..), and staying in and watching a movie. Redbox is a FAV of ours :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e-KxrUvUcg4/TlXHM4iZYcI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/y5Ip2LjS_a4/s1600/1837.JPG"&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/-e-KxrUvUcg4/TlXHM4iZYcI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/y5Ip2LjS_a4/s400/1837.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644636732127797698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I just love her so much! Have fun Katie! But don't forget me :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fRwK6ur5_aY/TlXInYSL3BI/AAAAAAAAAsY/m4jupabtw-w/s1600/IMG_2035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fRwK6ur5_aY/TlXInYSL3BI/AAAAAAAAAsY/m4jupabtw-w/s400/IMG_2035.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644638286837963794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3018438012969285543-4250388501227746697?l=hannahlynn17.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/feeds/4250388501227746697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3018438012969285543&amp;postID=4250388501227746697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/4250388501227746697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/4250388501227746697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/2011/08/today-i-am-grateful-for-my-bestest-non.html' title='Today I am grateful for my bestest non-related friend..'/><author><name>Hannah Lynn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q-MNBueRLzU/TlXAa10iCAI/AAAAAAAAArQ/kIz-RVhy4LY/s72-c/2068.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3018438012969285543.post-698784105717217841</id><published>2011-08-23T10:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T10:43:28.299-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I. FELL. IN. LOVE. OFFICIALLY.</title><content type='html'>Just saying. Today I am &lt;strong&gt;grateful&lt;/strong&gt; for our criminal system. Although I do not know nearly all I will or can, I fell in love today. Officially. I did not want to leave my criminal justice class. Is that weird?? Or somewhat odd? A college student loving a class so much that they never wanted to leave? I learned more today about the crimininal justice system then I did ALL last year. AWESOME. I love criminal justice. But not as much as Christmas. This morning before I left, I lit a mulled cider candle. Because guess what... Christmas is coming :) And I love Christmas. I already have my dad's present! YAHOO! And Michael Buble's Christmas CD is coming out before Christmas so that is another YAHOO! Christmas is just so happy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A59Ri4MSO4g/TlPmYbiSl0I/AAAAAAAAArI/Mf3KyHRqLAE/s1600/107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A59Ri4MSO4g/TlPmYbiSl0I/AAAAAAAAArI/Mf3KyHRqLAE/s400/107.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644108065408194370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is where we were last Christmas. Yup I will never forget it :) I am always grateful for mi familia. They are my fav!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck. It's Tuesday :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3018438012969285543-698784105717217841?l=hannahlynn17.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/feeds/698784105717217841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3018438012969285543&amp;postID=698784105717217841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/698784105717217841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/698784105717217841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-fell-in-love-officially.html' title='I. FELL. IN. LOVE. OFFICIALLY.'/><author><name>Hannah Lynn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A59Ri4MSO4g/TlPmYbiSl0I/AAAAAAAAArI/Mf3KyHRqLAE/s72-c/107.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3018438012969285543.post-5403375811068639106</id><published>2011-08-22T14:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T14:34:51.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Struggles.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jAlQRdJs6Zg/TlLLBfiY9WI/AAAAAAAAArA/619rOuZer7g/s1600/DSCN0140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jAlQRdJs6Zg/TlLLBfiY9WI/AAAAAAAAArA/619rOuZer7g/s400/DSCN0140.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643796509554701666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My NEW room! Haha just kidding it's not new, we just painted it so it would feel new! This is one wall, and the wall across from this one are also yellow. The one to the right of this yellow one is brown and the one to the left of it is cream! I'll post more pictures when we are all finished!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, against the devil inside of me, I am grateful for trials. And no I am not in the mood to take a picture so you miss out. Sorry haha. Just kidding I'll post one, but sure as heck not from today. But I am about to just lean over and barf. College is SO expensive. Like my insides are crying because I'm spending so much on college.. Well there goes my life savings. But, I am extremely grateful that I got a tuition scholarship and grant. There has to be opposition in all things right? So while I am pushed to my limits with spending in the &lt;strong&gt;have to&lt;/strong&gt; category and extremely lacking in the &lt;strong&gt;want to&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;fun&lt;/strong&gt; category I am blessed with parents who are willing letting me stay at home and eat their food :) And I am blessed with a tuition scholarship for my 4 years in college. I have a great family. I have a car. I have all 5 senses. I have a laptop and a phone. I am so blessed I don't even know how to express thanks! I have a testimony of the church and I know that all things will work out. We just have to be willing to sacrifice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you're having a great day :) Happy Monday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3018438012969285543-5403375811068639106?l=hannahlynn17.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/feeds/5403375811068639106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3018438012969285543&amp;postID=5403375811068639106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/5403375811068639106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/5403375811068639106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/2011/08/struggles.html' title='Struggles.'/><author><name>Hannah Lynn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jAlQRdJs6Zg/TlLLBfiY9WI/AAAAAAAAArA/619rOuZer7g/s72-c/DSCN0140.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3018438012969285543.post-180473868721482567</id><published>2011-08-21T16:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-21T16:20:59.572-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Beginning...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VPK1HNkiyV8/TlGSijk6vdI/AAAAAAAAAq4/G4CsvsoHshQ/s1600/299098_10150258680370988_717840987_7994671_3710057_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VPK1HNkiyV8/TlGSijk6vdI/AAAAAAAAAq4/G4CsvsoHshQ/s400/299098_10150258680370988_717840987_7994671_3710057_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643452930435235282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thas me :) First day of ASU with my first car! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gratitude&lt;/strong&gt;: The Piano. The piano is my life. Someday I'm going to be good. And I don't mean good, I mean really good. I love the piano SO much. I can express even the smallest of emotions through it. I wish that I could write music. I've got forever to work on that though, so someday :) Hopefully being one of the institute pianists this year brings out this talent that I am blessed with even more. I could sit at the piano for hours. Thank you Heavenly Father for giving me musical talents.  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;So apparently I stink at keeping a journal. No I do haha. I've been working on it this summer, and I'm getting better. But I want to get into blogging again. Kinda as a second journal, but not as personal per say. So I'm going to blog about college. As of today, my camera is now a part of me, and I WILL document college. All the cute boys I date and all the memories I make :] I'm going to work on taking a picture a day. I'm also going to work on a tender mercy a day or expressing gratitude for something. I feel that I overlook these so bad. So I am going to start taking note of them. I'll post a picture a day along with a tender mercy or a gratitude. I'm also working on writing in my personal journal once a day, but right now its a weekly basis! We'll see if I can pick it up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But right now college is great. A little stressful, but through prayer and fasting, I know I'll grow to love it :) And I won't feel lost about my path in life. Don't worry though haha I didn't hate it like I did high School!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it's time to finish my book before this week starts! And maybe I'll squeeze in a little napper before dinner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Sunday :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3018438012969285543-180473868721482567?l=hannahlynn17.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/feeds/180473868721482567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3018438012969285543&amp;postID=180473868721482567' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/180473868721482567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/180473868721482567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/2011/08/new-beginning.html' title='New Beginning...'/><author><name>Hannah Lynn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VPK1HNkiyV8/TlGSijk6vdI/AAAAAAAAAq4/G4CsvsoHshQ/s72-c/299098_10150258680370988_717840987_7994671_3710057_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3018438012969285543.post-3242854299382439142</id><published>2011-01-30T19:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T20:25:51.952-08:00</updated><title type='text'>S.L.A.C.K.E.R.</title><content type='html'>Don't kill me please. But seriously I'm a major slacker. I haven't posted since the first week of school and we're already in what month? Ya. FAIL. I have a few seconds so I'll do a little update and then I'll do a major one with pictures and all that jazz later. This year has been an interesting one. It's been full of struggles, major ones and minor ones, that I have decided to call adventures instead of trials and setbacks. It has also been an incredibly fun year!!! So my year started off and I was signed up to take 3 AP classes, 2 choirs, and seminary. Ya call me crazy... Still working, still playing ball, and just keeping way too busy! :] Oh an just a little heads up (and I will finish this part throughout the post), but I started getting REALLY bad stomach pains sometime around November last year.. like my junior year.) Anyways...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Homecoming&lt;/strong&gt; - I got asked to homecoming by Jack Wright. The dance and activity were awesome! Seriously. The week of the dance came, and Dillon Haynes was nominated Homecoming King (The sweetest boy I've ever met who has cerebral palsy). I ended up getting sick that Thursday and Friday and just wanted to curl up in a ball. Alas, I survived and the dance was off the sick. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then of course... the 10 day flu decides to enter my body. AND I KID YOU NOT. The 10 DAY FLU. It was wonderful and it really was 10 days. I missed 6 days of school and I felt just as bad all 10 days. It was horrid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The first investigation&lt;/strong&gt; - So my momma figured that my stomach pains had something to do with being a female. So off we headed to female doctor. It was terrible. The most awkward thing of my life. So they thought I had endometriosis (Look it up if you really wanna know what it is), so they put me on birth control for a month to see if it did anything. Nope. Nada. Zilch. They recommend me to the stomach doctor (gastroenteronologist). Fun right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Then Winter Formal&lt;/strong&gt; - So I asked Hyrum Layton. He is the best. We planned it, I had my dress, and it was seriously a blast. My group was awesome, food was awesome, date was awesome, dance was awesome. You get the picture. Oh and I was probably sick again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The second investigation&lt;/strong&gt; - So we go to the stomach doctor. She presses on my stomach and asks me if I have problems pooping. "No I don't. I poop just like a normal person.. I could describe it for you if you want." Seriously? I say no, I mean no! She still thinks I have IBS (Irritable bowel syndrome). I get put on fiber stuff. Does it help? No. *sigh* Stomach still hurts ALL. THE. TIME. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CHRISTMAS&lt;/strong&gt; - K. We're headed to Cali for a week. In a 5 star Marriott with a beach view. Ya heaven. We left the day winter break began and drove back Christmas. We went to Disneyland for 3 days (2 of them it rained all day. We had large ponchos and rain boots and we didn't have to wait in any lines. It was SO AWESOME!) We saw tangled, ate lots of food, oh and of course I was sick. Stupid.... cough drops, Advil, and Disneyland works pretty well haha We went to the beach on Christmas Eve and just hung out. Seriously I love my family so much. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cheap&lt;/strong&gt; - The dance between Winter Formal and Sadies. Guy ask girl and the theme was celebrity couples. I got asked by my brother's best friend, Todd Leavitt and we went as Angelina Jolie and Brad Pitt. And yes. I missed 2 days of school the week of because I was sick and lost my voice. Joy right. The dance was AMAZING and the activity was just as fun. The activity made my top 3 dates ever. It was a blast! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The third investigation&lt;/strong&gt; - So I have to take more fiber stuff, it does nothing, and she's still convinced I have IBS so they decide to do a colonoscopy. A COLONOSCOPY. Don't old people who don't function anymore need those?!?! I'M 17 for crying out loud. But I so want this pain to go away so I give in. The clean out the day before was the best part. Haha sarcasm noted. Anyways, so I go have my colonoscopy and the doctor said my colon and everything about it was clean. My parents did not just fork out money to say THERE IS NOTHING WRONG WITH ME! What is this!?! So into Heavenly Fathers hands I go. I literally pleaded that when the biopsy came back that there would be some lead or something. I was so sick of hurting all the time and getting sick all the time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ward Youth Conference&lt;/strong&gt; - Last weekend, we had our ward youth conference! It seriously was awesome! We just hung out, played TONS of speed, ate good food and learned about the Internet. Our theme was Living Off-Line and it was just a really well planned weekend that was super memory filled. As we were getting ready to head to youth conference, like we're literally in the car, I get a call from my mom. She has the results of the biopsy. Turns out, I'm lactose intolerant, and she saw over 40 food allergy reactants. DUH! THAT'S WHY I'VE BEEN HURTING! THAT'S WHY I'M ALWAYS SICK. Because I'm eating stuff I'm allergic to! Holy cow. I cried. It was emotional. I live off dairy. I can take lactose pills, but even with those I still can't eat very much. I've gone to soy milk, which isn't TOO bad, but I've had to cut the rest. It really sucks, but its not a trial. It's an adventure. At least its something not life threatening. I go in at the end of February to find out what else I'm allergic to. JOY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Regionals&lt;/strong&gt; So Friday night was regional auditions. Yes. I was sick Monday with some barf action, feverish for the rest of the week, nasty cough, but I only missed Monday. All of my family has had it too. Yup I had a sore throat and a cough all week, including for my audition. Prayer is a wonderful thing. I went into my audition with full trust in the Lord, I did my best and my hard work paid off. I made it :] I'm 9th chair alto!! My brother who is even more amazing is 2nd chair tenor. I'm so proud of him!! The festival is the 19th of February and our director is Doc. Hughes from CGCC. He is the best! I'm so excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that wasn't as short as I wanted it but I got carried away. This is sorta a journal for me. To write about my adventures :] Promise pictures will come later! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3018438012969285543-3242854299382439142?l=hannahlynn17.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/feeds/3242854299382439142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3018438012969285543&amp;postID=3242854299382439142' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/3242854299382439142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/3242854299382439142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/2011/01/slacker.html' title='S.L.A.C.K.E.R.'/><author><name>Hannah Lynn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3018438012969285543.post-29240842151342160</id><published>2010-08-14T20:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T17:28:16.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Senior Year... Let's get it on.</title><content type='html'>So I've just read 2 books but I'll blog them later. &lt;br /&gt;This post is dedicated to my senior year and all it holds for me. When I got my father's blessing, he said that I would face lots of trials this year. hmmm... that made me very excited. right. Well I've already started to get a vibe of what some may be. But ya know? Life's good and it goes on :] I can get through anything as long as I keep my head up and I stay true in the church. So (this is for you Charity... OPTIMISTIC PUMP!) I can do it and be hott while doing it :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my schedule this year:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A hour:&lt;/strong&gt; Cantori. It shall be grand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1st hour:&lt;/strong&gt; Seminary. Even though it's not a hour this year, it's still in the morningso I basically can start my day off on a good note :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2nd hour:&lt;/strong&gt; AP English. Let's just say... this class will NEVER be dull. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3rd hour:&lt;/strong&gt; Calculus. This will be my most challenging class, but my brother is taking it too so I'll have a built in study partner :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4th hour:&lt;/strong&gt; AP Econ and Gov. Mr. Ide is the SHIZ-NIT! He played football with my dad and is quite the fantastic teacher. I am excited! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5th hour:&lt;/strong&gt; Honor Choir. R.I.P. Mr. Jeff Harris. Although he is gone, it was meant to be and I will just have to have a good and positive attitude :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6th hour:&lt;/strong&gt; Release Time!! Yes I get to come home and do whatever the heck I WANT. I however, am going to start working out. Yes. I will be buff. I will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/TGdlMXqrr0I/AAAAAAAAAm4/M8g1dIXExMc/s1600/IMG_1435.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/TGdlMXqrr0I/AAAAAAAAAm4/M8g1dIXExMc/s320/IMG_1435.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505480332669595458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways... I've picked a few songs to be my "guidance for the year." haha Last year it was Don't Stop Believing. This year I'll just need a tad more help!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Unwritten - Natasha Beddingfield.&lt;/strong&gt; Basically she's a genius. Or whoever wrote the song. "I am unwritten, you can't read my mind, I'm undefined. I'm just beginning, the pen's in my hand, ending unplanned... No one else can feel it for you, only you can let it in. No one else. No one else can speak the words on your lips... &lt;strong&gt;Today is where your book begins, the REST is still unwritten&lt;/strong&gt;." This SONG IS GENIUS. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/TGdpS8MsHhI/AAAAAAAAAnY/__2NPaOmI4A/s1600/DSCN1529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/TGdpS8MsHhI/AAAAAAAAAnY/__2NPaOmI4A/s320/DSCN1529.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505484843601632786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I was a jedi for Halloween. Its gonna take a lot to top that this year. Any ideas??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Express Yourself - Charles Wright and the Watts.&lt;/strong&gt; I'm WAY into OLDIES right now and I love this song haha. "Whatever you do, do it good." Amen to this statement. This helps me believe that I can do whatever I put my mind to. I'm going to get better at pitching, I'm going to do Junior Miss, I'm going to get straight A's (hopefully!!), I can do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/TGdmVuulKnI/AAAAAAAAAnA/uhA531e1LlI/s1600/IMG_0137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/TGdmVuulKnI/AAAAAAAAAnA/uhA531e1LlI/s320/IMG_0137.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505481592990411378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup... I this is me. I express :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Party in the U.S.A. - Miley Cyrus.&lt;/strong&gt; Yes Cliche. Do I care? NO. I love this song. "So I put my hands up, they're playin my song, and the butterflies fly away. I'm noddin my head like ya, movin my hips like ya." Yes I'm going to dance and sing and I don't care. I think I can do both and that's all that matters :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/TGdoUjzsS1I/AAAAAAAAAnQ/0poF7TgAcXg/s1600/DSCN1842.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/TGdoUjzsS1I/AAAAAAAAAnQ/0poF7TgAcXg/s320/DSCN1842.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505483771902446418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/TGdnz0tKZII/AAAAAAAAAnI/Bj72LZi6NRo/s1600/DSCN1840.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/TGdnz0tKZII/AAAAAAAAAnI/Bj72LZi6NRo/s320/DSCN1840.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505483209502778498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All-State Smackdown. Which turned into making a dance and performing it in Honor Choir. Did we make Mr. Harris' final year? I think yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sway - Mr. Michael Buble.&lt;/strong&gt; Currently my favorite song of his. I've seen him TWICE in concert. This first time I was in the position to grab that tush of his, but decided instead to grab his calf. He slid on his knees and sang "Baby don't you know I love you so" from Save the Last Dance for Me (which will ALWAYS be my favorite song). He's hott. Wait expensive. hmmm just plain gorgeous. End of story. He helps me regardless of his lyrics :] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/TGdp8dYBx_I/AAAAAAAAAng/8n3LwMmPv3I/s1600/Michael+Buble+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/TGdp8dYBx_I/AAAAAAAAAng/8n3LwMmPv3I/s320/Michael+Buble+2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505485556882196466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/TGdqGfS3IXI/AAAAAAAAAno/BShZdAjdHh8/s1600/Michael+Buble+5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 270px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/TGdqGfS3IXI/AAAAAAAAAno/BShZdAjdHh8/s320/Michael+Buble+5.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505485729196089714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well here is the Jakester and I on the first day of school. Yes he is half a foot taller than me and I'm older. Go figure. But other news... My 13 year old sister is only half an inch shorter and has bigger than me. In fact.. out of my 2 sisters and my mom I OFFICIALLy have the smallest feet. My pops said I'm also doomed to be the shortest after everyone is done growing. awesome. Well it will be easier to find a husband. HA. hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/TGdrQul1e6I/AAAAAAAAAnw/NTZap6DUqxU/s1600/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/TGdrQul1e6I/AAAAAAAAAnw/NTZap6DUqxU/s320/003.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505487004612524962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't even remember why we made this face haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/TGdray6OhNI/AAAAAAAAAn4/FfXie2KGIFc/s1600/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/TGdray6OhNI/AAAAAAAAAn4/FfXie2KGIFc/s320/004.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505487177570485458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warming up to eachother and the idea of another year of school...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/TGdrhOe2l_I/AAAAAAAAAoA/nH21ASvDSU4/s1600/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/TGdrhOe2l_I/AAAAAAAAAoA/nH21ASvDSU4/s320/005.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505487288051079154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAM! We love eachother. haha &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night :] &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3018438012969285543-29240842151342160?l=hannahlynn17.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/feeds/29240842151342160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3018438012969285543&amp;postID=29240842151342160' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/29240842151342160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/29240842151342160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/2010/08/senior-year-lets-get-it-on.html' title='Senior Year... Let&apos;s get it on.'/><author><name>Hannah Lynn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/TGdlMXqrr0I/AAAAAAAAAm4/M8g1dIXExMc/s72-c/IMG_1435.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3018438012969285543.post-9099968560375139809</id><published>2010-08-05T21:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T21:48:17.269-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SPOILERS IN THE END....</title><content type='html'>Okay so this post will be about the 5TH AND FINAL Percy Jackson BOOK, and my life right now. So I don't feel sad too often but lately I have been. Probably because my stomach is retarded, and just because I feel like I don't fit in. I don't trust anyone except my family but its not the same if that makes sense. Sure my parents get it but they aren't living it now so its just different talking to them from my position to theirs. I'm super excited to start school and be a senior, but lately (more than usual) I've just wanted to be curled up in my room with a good book. I don't want to hang out, I don't want to get ready, etc. Is that normal? If not someone please come save me. Literally. I just want to be me and stand out, but I feel like if I try I will get knocked down. But what am I thinking... I'm so different. I've never cared what others think so why am I doing so now. I just need to get away. College and hopefully BYU will you just hurry!! :] But if any one has any cures please help. Oh and I've got an uber cute gett-up planned for the 1st day of school :] yay! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've decided that this year I'm going to go to each dance with a different boy. I don't want to have ONE boy this year. I want to be able to date whoever and as much as I want. :] My mom just got me and Jake a book of 301 group date ideas and I've gone through and started highlighting some fun ones and I'm getting really excited. Too bad there aren't more than a handful of great Mormon boys at my school..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well anyways. Lets get down to the nitty gritty :] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOLY MONSTERS! Here is where the spoilers come in so if you are reading it or are going to read the series STOP NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/TFuQ8NJmIjI/AAAAAAAAAmw/8YDPZl98DPA/s1600/250px-Lastolympian.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 208px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/TFuQ8NJmIjI/AAAAAAAAAmw/8YDPZl98DPA/s320/250px-Lastolympian.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502150733759652402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So definitely one of the best books ever! haha I literally couldn't put it down. Just the cover in and of itself is enough to make me ooh and ahh. Uh-mazing haha&lt;br /&gt;So anyways. &lt;br /&gt;The Last Olympian. 5/5. It was so awesome. And the best part.... ANNABETH AND PERCY GET TOGETHER IN THE END! I literally jumped up and down and giggled when I read this. I'm being serious. I have waited 5 books and more than 1,700 pages for those two to FINALLY realize that they love each other. Well teenage love &lt;3 haha.&lt;br /&gt;When Beckendorf died at the beginning, I knew the book was gonna be sad. I know he was a minor character but still he was a stud. &lt;br /&gt;And I dislike Rachel Elizabeth Dare. I really don't like her. Like at all. Like I strongly dislike her. She just ruins everything even though she is the key to survival in the 4th book. Annabeth is good to be iffy about her haha &lt;br /&gt;and probably the biggest shocker for me is the fact that Silena Beauregard is the spy! Holy snaps NEVER Ever would have suspected that. Like biggest shocker ever! But I really liked her too and she turned good in the end so tis all good.&lt;br /&gt;And Luke. Bless his heart if he wouldn't have turned good I would have jumped in myself and ripped his face off. geez that kids got some guts. But anyways... I loved it. Yes I am pathetic for getting this into books but I could care less. It lets me escape reality and pretend that my life could be somewhat interesting :] haha just kidding its plenty good for me.&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm taking a book break for a day or two while I finish some "stupid" summer homework for AP English. Yes I procrastinate haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3018438012969285543-9099968560375139809?l=hannahlynn17.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/feeds/9099968560375139809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3018438012969285543&amp;postID=9099968560375139809' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/9099968560375139809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/9099968560375139809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/2010/08/spoilers-in-end.html' title='SPOILERS IN THE END....'/><author><name>Hannah Lynn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/TFuQ8NJmIjI/AAAAAAAAAmw/8YDPZl98DPA/s72-c/250px-Lastolympian.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3018438012969285543.post-2563544152049155374</id><published>2010-08-04T09:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T11:20:37.124-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Haha WOW.</title><content type='html'>I just realized as I was writing my LAST post that I uh forgot to post about the 2nd Percy Jackson book haha &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/TFmVQdGtuzI/AAAAAAAAAmo/5ng17ALdlTQ/s1600/225px-PercySeamonsters.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/TFmVQdGtuzI/AAAAAAAAAmo/5ng17ALdlTQ/s320/225px-PercySeamonsters.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501592529733008178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one... I'd give it a 3/5. It was very slow, very predictable.. etc. I'm very sorry if you L-O-V-E-D it, i just did not. Unless the last one is terrible, this book it the low point of the series. It does give great leads to more books which I was grateful. Well I'll stop mumbling now :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3018438012969285543-2563544152049155374?l=hannahlynn17.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/feeds/2563544152049155374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3018438012969285543&amp;postID=2563544152049155374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/2563544152049155374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/2563544152049155374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/2010/08/haha-wow.html' title='Haha WOW.'/><author><name>Hannah Lynn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/TFmVQdGtuzI/AAAAAAAAAmo/5ng17ALdlTQ/s72-c/225px-PercySeamonsters.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3018438012969285543.post-7906807063799560714</id><published>2010-08-04T09:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T11:21:02.742-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Double Book Post and my weekend.</title><content type='html'>Post before: Is supposed to be before this one. I'm just a tad slow sometimes :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO this past weekend I went up to our cabin with all of my dad's family. We go up every year for an annual campout and its a blast! It poured everyday and didn't reach above 75 degrees. It was beautiful. We played minute to win it, attemped to go fishing, played tag, hide-n-seek, and ate nummy food :] it was the best. Wel this is my last full week officially from today until school begins and so does.... MY SENIOR YEAR!! I am really stoked! I don't want to deal with the school work and such but I'm way excited :] I've waited to be a senior my whole life and now I am one and ya haha but hopefully within the next few days I'll put up a SUMMER Picture post from the ENTIRE summer. I'm not as into taking pictures as I used to be but I'm going to get back on that! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well anyways... This won't be a legit-normal review. sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/TFmUOYZ_VjI/AAAAAAAAAmY/wSlOOW3BNe8/s1600/51JNWnz1zyL__SS500_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/TFmUOYZ_VjI/AAAAAAAAAmY/wSlOOW3BNe8/s320/51JNWnz1zyL__SS500_.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501591394600310322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read the 3rd and 4th books in the Percy Jackson books. The 3rd one was... Great!!! I'd give it a 4.5/5. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/TFmUg_ni5eI/AAAAAAAAAmg/M7ZFd6ZDFD8/s1600/399px-PercyBattleLabyrinth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/TFmUg_ni5eI/AAAAAAAAAmg/M7ZFd6ZDFD8/s320/399px-PercyBattleLabyrinth.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501591714363794914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 4th gets a 5/5. I loved the 4th one even more though. There were a few twists and turns that I didn't expect at all but for crying out loud Annabeth! PERCY LOVES YOU.... forget about stupid Luke and realize he's a LOOS-ER. Percy is UH MAZING AND YOU need to go for him. You love him deep down I know it. Argh... she's really making me mad!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3018438012969285543-7906807063799560714?l=hannahlynn17.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/feeds/7906807063799560714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3018438012969285543&amp;postID=7906807063799560714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/7906807063799560714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/7906807063799560714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/2010/08/double-book-post-and-my-weekend.html' title='Double Book Post and my weekend.'/><author><name>Hannah Lynn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/TFmUOYZ_VjI/AAAAAAAAAmY/wSlOOW3BNe8/s72-c/51JNWnz1zyL__SS500_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3018438012969285543.post-4386655784877916740</id><published>2010-07-29T19:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T08:19:44.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Purse-ay Jacksonion.</title><content type='html'>So I was recently talked into reading... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LIGHTNING THEIF! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/TFI04-txquI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/9IHZNddwz7w/s1600/51tU8iaaHqL__SS500_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/TFI04-txquI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/9IHZNddwz7w/s320/51tU8iaaHqL__SS500_.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499516248485112546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lightning Thief (Rick Riordan). AKB Percy Jackson and the Olympians. As I read it I'd give it a 4/5. But now that I've gotten into the 2nd one, it is becoming very predictable for me. Either I'm just genius and am a mastermind at figuring things out or its just getting boring. I hope the rest of the series isn't like that, sees how I'm almost done with the second one, but I hope Annabeth and Percy get together eventually :] If you've read them, don't you dare spoil anything for me. But it's good. I'm not sure which one I have liked better... Percy Jackson or The Kane series (The Red Pyramid). I thought the Red Pyramid was less predictable though. I would recommend The Percy Jackson series though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Loves&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3018438012969285543-4386655784877916740?l=hannahlynn17.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/feeds/4386655784877916740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3018438012969285543&amp;postID=4386655784877916740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/4386655784877916740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/4386655784877916740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/2010/07/purse-ay-jacksonion.html' title='Purse-ay Jacksonion.'/><author><name>Hannah Lynn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/TFI04-txquI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/9IHZNddwz7w/s72-c/51tU8iaaHqL__SS500_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3018438012969285543.post-5372360675488651182</id><published>2010-07-27T11:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T11:41:18.045-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes another book :)</title><content type='html'>I hope I ain't boring you with all this critiquing of books :) I love to read and that's what I do mostly in my summer. I'm thinking my posts about books may be more spread out once the school year starts, but I'm hoping not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Summer So Far :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYU softball camp and visit with my Utard cousins :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 days later... Girls Camp :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working 2 jobs... down at Ned's and over at The pool. Free Admission, contact me for directions. Love to see ya! Anniversary week at Ned's begins the 3rd and goes through the 7Th. $2.99 for any 8-inch samich.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lake Trip with my ward. 2 words. Uh-Mazing :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spending a week here by myself (well with Annamarie and my gparents) and then flying BACK to Utah to meet my family and stay with the Utards again. Oh how I love them and wish they lived here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading Lots of books, working out at 5 in the morning, pitching, playing the family, eating tons of food, swimming, and just chilling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scheduling Yearbook Pictures... I seriously can't believe I'm a senior. I don't want to grow up yet... give me some more time!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finishing up summer AP English homework. BLECH. Disgusting. Make me vomit. Well I probably should get on it haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GETTING MY FIRST PEDICURE! Literally the best experience I've ever had. I read in a book recently (Bright Blue Miracle), that every woman should love at least one part of their body. I love my feet and have decided, after getting my first pedi (Thanks Aunt Lisa!) that I will pamper them with pedicures as often as I can. Wondering about gifts for my birthday or Christmas? haha jk but really. a free pedicure. or books. or piano music. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out the post right before this because I posted it a few hours ago. I just finished another one. No I'm not THAT fast, haha I finished Austenland last week but just got back in town and had to post! &lt;br /&gt;I just finished...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/TE8mASkAuiI/AAAAAAAAAmA/TZ5cOWPTkBk/s1600/51L3oFdAUAL__SS500_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/TE8mASkAuiI/AAAAAAAAAmA/TZ5cOWPTkBk/s320/51L3oFdAUAL__SS500_.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498655456467401250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Red Pyramid (Rick Riordan) I give it a 5/5. I loved it. It reminded me a lot of the Fablehaven series. (Which I too give a 5/5. great books. I read them a while ago, or I would review them. I probably should. Once I stop reading some new ones for a while, I'll go back and review my side column) Its by the same author who wrote the Percy Jackson series, which I have yet to read. (I am actually on my way to borrow the first 2 right now :] ) It deals with Egyptian Mythology and I pretty suspenseful. It kept me reading. I got mad at my dad when he told me to put it down haha but yes. Very good. I love Sadie and Carter. Its the first in the Kane series, but the next one won't be out for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3018438012969285543-5372360675488651182?l=hannahlynn17.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/feeds/5372360675488651182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3018438012969285543&amp;postID=5372360675488651182' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/5372360675488651182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/5372360675488651182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/2010/07/yes-another-book.html' title='Yes another book :)'/><author><name>Hannah Lynn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/TE8mASkAuiI/AAAAAAAAAmA/TZ5cOWPTkBk/s72-c/51L3oFdAUAL__SS500_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3018438012969285543.post-9056348891837622433</id><published>2010-07-27T08:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T08:47:20.062-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yup another. Call me crazy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/TE7-waQ3QMI/AAAAAAAAAl4/mJYXIjTtAgc/s1600/austen-sm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 170px; height: 260px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/TE7-waQ3QMI/AAAAAAAAAl4/mJYXIjTtAgc/s320/austen-sm.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498612302703182018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Austenland (Shannon Hale) I'd give it a 5/5. I absolutely loved this book. It's set in the "time" of Pride and Prejudice. Jane receives a 3 week trip to Europe to pretend to be in the Elizabethian Era. She is OBSESSED with Mr. Darcy and hopes to somehow find one. Little does she know it won't work out exactly as she hopes :) This book gave me cooties in the end. Lucky for the people around me in the airplane when I finished it I had to contain my excitement. It is SO CUTE!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3018438012969285543-9056348891837622433?l=hannahlynn17.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/feeds/9056348891837622433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3018438012969285543&amp;postID=9056348891837622433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/9056348891837622433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/9056348891837622433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/2010/07/yup-another-call-me-crazy.html' title='Yup another. Call me crazy.'/><author><name>Hannah Lynn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/TE7-waQ3QMI/AAAAAAAAAl4/mJYXIjTtAgc/s72-c/austen-sm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3018438012969285543.post-8719152160824231048</id><published>2010-07-21T06:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T06:27:57.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Book...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/TEb1u-FKQpI/AAAAAAAAAlo/0OS4n5xSSdQ/s1600/b1000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 170px; height: 259px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/TEb1u-FKQpI/AAAAAAAAAlo/0OS4n5xSSdQ/s320/b1000.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496350582539698834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book of a Thousand Days (Shannon Hale) I'd give a 2/5. I was just a TAD disappointed. I really like Shannon Hale (author of Goose Girl and Princess Academy), and her style of writing so I decided to read another one of her books. I'm not even kidding you when I say that it was SO RIDICULOUSLY boring until about the last maybe 40 pages. Folks, this book took me almost 3 weeks to pick up and read bit by bit. I had to skim a few parts to try to find interesting things and I DON'T SKIM!!! It was so cute for the last 40 pages and I somehow knew it would eventually get better, but it was so not worth it to me. A book has to capture my attention for me to not be able to put it down and this one definitly did not. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Hannah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3018438012969285543-8719152160824231048?l=hannahlynn17.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/feeds/8719152160824231048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3018438012969285543&amp;postID=8719152160824231048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/8719152160824231048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/8719152160824231048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/2010/07/new-book.html' title='New Book...'/><author><name>Hannah Lynn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/TEb1u-FKQpI/AAAAAAAAAlo/0OS4n5xSSdQ/s72-c/b1000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3018438012969285543.post-7339571876183391371</id><published>2010-07-16T08:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T08:43:38.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So this past weekend (6 days to be exact) I've read 5 books. 3 I bought at Deseret Book thanks to a giftcard I got for my birthday from my UH-MAZING Grandma :) The other 2 I borrowed from a girl at work. I've got more comin to me today and I'M SO EXCITED!!! HAHa We are doing a swap-a-roo :) Well I've decided that books I read from now I'll critique briefly here on my blog. I've got a list on the left side of my blog. I've read way more books than this (trust me) but these are one's that I've liked. If I ever read new ones or think of any old ones, I'll add them there. I'll give you my rating, how I liked it, and a brief summary. Here it goes. Let me know if you like this, if you read them, and if you do how you like them :) Loves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/TEB85NriZgI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/MChVAZI0BMI/s1600/5005446_product.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/TEB85NriZgI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/MChVAZI0BMI/s320/5005446_product.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494528867758663170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bitten (Robert Farrell Smith) I'd give it a 3/5. About a boy who goes on a mission and sorta falls in love at a distance. Set in Tennessee none the less so its full of those Southern Red necks :) Its awesome haha It was a tad odd but I kept me hooked. I liked it. Made me laugh haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/TEB9zFtOpcI/AAAAAAAAAlg/qHky5mWIi9c/s1600/Bright_Blue_product.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 185px; height: 272px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/TEB9zFtOpcI/AAAAAAAAAlg/qHky5mWIi9c/s320/Bright_Blue_product.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494529862050686402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bright Blue Miracle (Becca Wilhite) I'd give it a 5/5. About a girl who has to adjust to a step dad and sister. New sister, sharing her best friend who happens to be a boy! Tragic :) I loved it. It was cute, clean and a quick read. Under 200 pgs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/TEB8PsVtfrI/AAAAAAAAAlA/SvTG1YgO5ws/s1600/41WW4RJPTPL__SS500_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/TEB8PsVtfrI/AAAAAAAAAlA/SvTG1YgO5ws/s320/41WW4RJPTPL__SS500_.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494528154434109106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Not-So-Fairy-Tale Life (Julie Wright) I'd give it a 4.5/5. A girl struggles with drugs and alchohol and discovers she's pregnant. Her mother disowns her and makes her move out. She moves in with her brother and his psycho wife who happen to be LDS, and struggles with the decision of adoption. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/TEB87zwvgZI/AAAAAAAAAlY/qaF7ohdIKc8/s1600/4954935_product.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/TEB87zwvgZI/AAAAAAAAAlY/qaF7ohdIKc8/s320/4954935_product.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494528912340779410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Have or To Hold (Josi S. Kilpack) I'd give it a 4/5. Single mom of a 15 month old at 21 struggles to stay on her feet. When an amazing opportunity comes her way she struggles whether or not to take it. It involves marriage but not for the love, but for money... or so she thinks :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/TEB8W0uhDfI/AAAAAAAAAlI/Lwp3yEXsT1I/s1600/51b-IHtezxL__SS500_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/TEB8W0uhDfI/AAAAAAAAAlI/Lwp3yEXsT1I/s320/51b-IHtezxL__SS500_.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494528276944719346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the Bough Breaks (Kay Lynn Mangum) 5/5. Very well written but then again I love this author. (Secret Journal of Brett Colton (ALL TIME FAVE)) Another girl who has to deal with the challenge of adjusting to a step dad and brother. Her real brother is an alchoholic. Great book.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3018438012969285543-7339571876183391371?l=hannahlynn17.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/feeds/7339571876183391371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3018438012969285543&amp;postID=7339571876183391371' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/7339571876183391371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/7339571876183391371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/2010/07/so-this-past-weekend-6-days-to-be-exact.html' title=''/><author><name>Hannah Lynn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/TEB85NriZgI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/MChVAZI0BMI/s72-c/5005446_product.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3018438012969285543.post-8211203053190665630</id><published>2010-07-07T08:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T08:20:20.049-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Holy Cow I haven't posted in forever!</title><content type='html'>This will be a short post but I promise I'll keep up with it in the near future, add pics etc. I'm tired and need to go back to bed! So summer has been treating me pretty dandy. I'm working two jobs, hanging out with my family and seeing my friends here and there. 3 weeks ago I was up at BYU for a softball camp and it was one of the greatest experiences of my life! I learned so much and just want to play softball all the time! I came back for 3 days and then took off for girls camp. I was a 2nd year YCL and had a blast! I was exhausted all the time and never managed to lose my voice!!! But I'm here for the rest of the summer until a 4 day reunion in a few weeks. I get up every morning at 5 and go pitch and then I'm starting to lift weights and just push myself to get buff :] It's great I love it! So i'm keeping myself busy and love the down time that I had. Shoot after junior year this summer is well deserved!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3018438012969285543-8211203053190665630?l=hannahlynn17.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/feeds/8211203053190665630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3018438012969285543&amp;postID=8211203053190665630' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/8211203053190665630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/8211203053190665630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/2010/07/holy-cow-i-havent-posted-in-forever.html' title='Holy Cow I haven&apos;t posted in forever!'/><author><name>Hannah Lynn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3018438012969285543.post-1270038391593092285</id><published>2010-02-13T09:16:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T09:45:19.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shout out....</title><content type='html'>Okay I just have to take a moment and give a shout out to myself. These past weeks have been a tad emotional yet I know somehow my experiences will bless me somewhere down the road. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/S3bgbm-PSgI/AAAAAAAAAjY/0trIC-eg1Eg/s1600-h/piano_keys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/S3bgbm-PSgI/AAAAAAAAAjY/0trIC-eg1Eg/s320/piano_keys.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437780365019138562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried out for regionals at the end of January. I being my smart self, after I was done sight reading each section would watch what numbers she wrote down. Last year on my sight reading I got a 19 out of 40 and got a 54 on my solo. I was 3.5 points off of making regionals. This year I was determined to make it so I did things such as singing only alto and tenor lines in church, practicing here at home, etc. We went to regionals and after my sight reading I did a little quickie math in my head and added up that, if i saw her write it down correctly that I got a 38 out of 40 on my sight reading. I was SO excited. So I told my mom, dad, a friend or two and couldn't calm down haha. I then texted one of my friends and she told me that she had heard one of the sight reading judged tell our choir teacher that one of his students with the initials of HP had gotten the highest score of the night with a 38 out of 40! So it turns out that not only did I get a 38 out of 40 on my sight reading but I made &lt;strong&gt;3rd&lt;/strong&gt; chair alto for my region!!! I seriously did a dance and wanted to go run forever! Not only is that the greatest news ever, but we found out that my brother Jake is 5th chair tenor! Holy cow. we are both so excited! speaking of regionals, probably should start practicing :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay next news... this one can be taken as sad and bummy or happy and relieving. I decided on the 2nd choice. So as most of you know I play softball and work really hard towards it. I played club this summer and have just worked really hard to achieve my goal this year as starting varsity pitcher. Because I can I will explain this in more detail. We had tryouts this weekend and I was determined. Sometimes I get really nervous when I'm around my school coach so my dad told me to just think of it as a game and have fun. Monday tryouts went good and I think I did well in everything we did. We didn't pitch that day, but I went after for a bit with my dad. Tuesday we threw a few spots and I sang to myself the whole time and I think I did really well. Well on wednesday we scrimmaged. I went 4th out of 5 and I think I did awesome! I really think that I did the best (not trying to brag I promise), and personally that was probably the best I've ever thrown. So after practice my coach pulls me aside and says hey we think it would be better for you on jv.... etc. I of course was really upset and went home and cried to my dad. It was my goal thats all I wanted to do was make starting varsity. My dad said Hannah in the blessing I gave you on sunday night I said if you did all you could the Lord would take care of the rest. So in this situation I am totally putting my trust in the Lord. There is a reason for me being on JV and yet I can't see it yet, I know there is a reason. Maybe its because there are girls that need an "older sister" influence, and someone to laugh with. Maybe it is so that I can pitch every game and without worring about being yelled at for throwing a bad pitch. Maybe it is to show to my coaches that I really do deserve to pitch starter on varsity, about the freshman, sophomore, and other junior. Who Know!?! but I'm gonna take it and use it. Now I've got something to prove and I'm not goin to let myself down. It will be just great I can feel it! But hey I'm starting JV pitcher and NO ONE is going to take that from me :]&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/S3bglIpPM2I/AAAAAAAAAjg/66Uymy69q3s/s1600-h/hannah+pitching+head+on.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 128px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/S3bglIpPM2I/AAAAAAAAAjg/66Uymy69q3s/s320/hannah+pitching+head+on.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437780528676680546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well on a happier note, my birthday is in cuatro days :] :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3018438012969285543-1270038391593092285?l=hannahlynn17.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/feeds/1270038391593092285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3018438012969285543&amp;postID=1270038391593092285' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/1270038391593092285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/1270038391593092285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/2010/02/shout-out.html' title='Shout out....'/><author><name>Hannah Lynn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/S3bgbm-PSgI/AAAAAAAAAjY/0trIC-eg1Eg/s72-c/piano_keys.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3018438012969285543.post-248841540871991450</id><published>2010-01-30T20:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T20:49:28.185-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Books...</title><content type='html'>Okay so I have decided that since I love books and no matter how much I have to do, I am constantly reading a book, that I need to make a list and start my own collection. I have come up with a list, but have drawn a blank. If you have any books that you recommend buying, that you think i may have read, or just amazing books in general PLEASE COMMENT! I love romance books, adventure books, some sci fi (not the creepo weirdo stuff), and just whatevs. good cries are always good too :) it is greatly appreciated. I will post my list on the side of my blog so you have some ideas for yourself. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3018438012969285543-248841540871991450?l=hannahlynn17.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/feeds/248841540871991450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3018438012969285543&amp;postID=248841540871991450' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/248841540871991450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/248841540871991450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/2010/01/books.html' title='Books...'/><author><name>Hannah Lynn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3018438012969285543.post-1831550052212151944</id><published>2010-01-16T21:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T21:59:35.265-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2010...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Wow it has been forever since I have posted last. Well this new year has been... lets say interesting. I wish that it would have started a little bit better but hey everything is meant to be. I have had no motivation whatsoever to do anything which is no bueno. I just want to sleep and eat all the time. Although, I have had motivation to read and pitch. I know its so cliche, but I have made a few &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;goals for this year. I have decided to write them down and say I will do them so that I don't have any doubt in my mind. This way, I can't let the doubt that others have for me get into my head either :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I am going to get straight A's in all my classes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I am going to enjoy my job.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I am going to start varsity pitcher this year. My goal is to have very few walks, and just get better as an over all player.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I am going to make regionals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I am going to increase my skills on the piano and vocally. I want to learn to play the guitar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I am going to find balance in my life and learn to stay on top of things. I want my room to be always clean so my mother cannot hound me anymore. (That will begin tomorrow haha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I want to learn to do things the first time I am asked and pay more attention.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I am going to be a better listener. I am going to work on getting less annoyed. I am going to judge others less.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I am going to read my scriptures everyday and say my morning and evening prayers. Reading my scriptures has always been something I haven't been good at consistently doing so I am going to improve incredibly at this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I am going to be a better friend and sister.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3018438012969285543-1831550052212151944?l=hannahlynn17.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/feeds/1831550052212151944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3018438012969285543&amp;postID=1831550052212151944' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/1831550052212151944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/1831550052212151944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/2010/01/2010.html' title='2010...'/><author><name>Hannah Lynn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3018438012969285543.post-8989927475444761860</id><published>2009-12-08T20:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T20:36:21.501-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter Formal :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/Sx8l65v4j-I/AAAAAAAAAjE/rELUH_9PMUM/s1600-h/114+copy+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/Sx8l65v4j-I/AAAAAAAAAjE/rELUH_9PMUM/s320/114+copy+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413086970986926050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My group was awesome!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past weekend was winter formal and can I just say... Saturday night DEFINITELY made it to my list of top 2 favorite nights ever! I had a blast the entire weekend. In fact I had so much fun that I didn't go to school yesterday because I was completely drained! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/Sx8jH0BrTqI/AAAAAAAAAik/ZmIekySaZXQ/s1600-h/35+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/Sx8jH0BrTqI/AAAAAAAAAik/ZmIekySaZXQ/s320/35+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413083894254358178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is him. This was my date Tim Sharp. And yes... this is "cute boy"! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday Night, we went to our High School's Basketball game (Tim plays) and after we went over to one of the other girl's house for Hot Chocolate and a movie. We decided on Remember the Titans and it was fun! Such a good movie :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/Sx8kW2lFnGI/AAAAAAAAAi0/Y16L9BUY5Ag/s1600-h/68+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/Sx8kW2lFnGI/AAAAAAAAAi0/Y16L9BUY5Ag/s320/68+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413085252149419106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rustin and Staci... Tim and I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday Morning we went and picked up the boys bright and early and went to play ultimate 4-square. This game once you get the hang of it gets pretty intense. It is 4-square but even better. Most anything goes and counts i.e. you can use the walls and ceiling. Its all fair game! haha We then went over to a retention basin and had lunch. I borrowed some summer sleds (sleds on wheels) from my aunt and they turned out to be really awesome! haha &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/Sx8j6W6lH_I/AAAAAAAAAis/I4JP3JWNdyE/s1600-h/45+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/Sx8j6W6lH_I/AAAAAAAAAis/I4JP3JWNdyE/s320/45+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413084762613293042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then took the boys home and went to get ready. My amazing AMAZING friend Annamarie offered to do my hair even though she had to get ready for her own winter formal! She saved my life :) I love you girl and thanks so much! I didn't know how I was going to do it and then she said she'd do it. It turned out fabulous too! My lovely almost older sister Kaylani Mavity did my makeup and I also loved it very much! Thanks to my beauty of a cousin Sarah for letting me borrow her dress. Definitely my fav! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/Sx8k-nsKIHI/AAAAAAAAAi8/yWYT31RbxwQ/s1600-h/81+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/Sx8k-nsKIHI/AAAAAAAAAi8/yWYT31RbxwQ/s320/81+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413085935347310706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I got ready and went to pick him up. Of course you I got teased and all of that jazz. Just awesome.. pure awesomeness. haha its all good though we deserve it! So then we went to pick up the other couple and we showed up for pictures which were taken by the oh so talented Jamie :) check her out here (&lt;a href="http://accidentallycreative.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;) The other carpool was a little late so we got a few extra taken!! They turned out so good and make me so happy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/Sx8o23SDkcI/AAAAAAAAAjM/7LVdigC8lBE/s1600-h/142+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/Sx8o23SDkcI/AAAAAAAAAjM/7LVdigC8lBE/s320/142+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413090200140353986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of my all time favorite pictures haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then came back to my house for dinner and we had soup and bread bowls. Thanks mom love ya!! We just hung out here for a little bit and then went to the dance. It was really fun and I just let loose and danced my heart out. They only played 2 slow songs which weren't really slow songs and I knew this would probably happen so I planned ahead. I made a play list of slow songs and we went back to one of the girls houses for hot chocolate and cookies and danced in her front room. It. Was. Awesome :) Then I took him home and the night ended and it was just perfect. Seriously couldn't have been better well maybe a later curfew haha but seriously!! Winter Formal was definitely incredible!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3018438012969285543-8989927475444761860?l=hannahlynn17.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/feeds/8989927475444761860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3018438012969285543&amp;postID=8989927475444761860' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/8989927475444761860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/8989927475444761860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/2009/12/winter-formal-d.html' title='Winter Formal :D'/><author><name>Hannah Lynn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/Sx8l65v4j-I/AAAAAAAAAjE/rELUH_9PMUM/s72-c/114+copy+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3018438012969285543.post-2556086431495039046</id><published>2009-11-27T08:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T09:28:04.970-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What I'm Thankful For.</title><content type='html'>I know. Totally cliche. I don't care. I need to do this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SxAEcMUzcAI/AAAAAAAAAiU/NA7d4D7aRig/s1600/Oquirrah+Mountain+Temple--Our+Family--Even+Closer.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 259px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SxAEcMUzcAI/AAAAAAAAAiU/NA7d4D7aRig/s320/Oquirrah+Mountain+Temple--Our+Family--Even+Closer.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408828034863296514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am &lt;strong&gt;thankful&lt;/strong&gt; for my &lt;strong&gt;family&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;They do so much for me, probably most of it they don't even realize. They come to my games and cheer me on, they come to my concerts and clap for me. They boost my confidence and tell me that they love me. Even if I make a mistake, they still love me and want me to succeed. I love them so much! I love everything about them. Even though there is sometimes fighting and bickering, we still manage to get along most of the time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am &lt;strong&gt;thankful&lt;/strong&gt; for the &lt;strong&gt;gospel&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I honestly don't know where I would be without it. I learn so much from it and am constantly becoming a better person because of it. It gives me something to live by and I know why I am here. Having seminary at 630 may seem like a struggle for most people but I don't have a problem getting up that early honestly. I mean of course I wish I could sleep in but I have never once been late this year. I love starting my day off strong with the testimonies from the scriptures and also from my teacher and classmates. The gospel brings me joy and give me a reason to smile everyday. The power of prayer is so incredible and yes I pray for &lt;strong&gt;everything&lt;/strong&gt;. I don't know what I would do without that channel of communication.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am &lt;strong&gt;thankful&lt;/strong&gt; for my &lt;strong&gt;friends&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I have some amazing friends. I have had only a few strong good relationships with girls. It is very hard for me to trust people and that has been a hard thing for me. I love to talk and love to tell people things but I have had things spread and told about me and so I kinda closed up. I don't tell people my deep secrets much anymore only my best friends. I pray every year that Heavenly Father will send me a best friend whom I can have this relationship with and just trust in general. For some reason they usually come in the form of a boy. Go figure. I think Heavenly Father has a sense of humor. ha ha. I am thankful to my guy friends. I love how around boys I can be competitive and talk about sports and all that jazz. I can just laugh and have fun and not have to worry about a thing. They boost me up and tease me just like an older brother would do. My brother Jacob is definitely one of my best frieDS. I love the fact that he comes to me for advice. (um awesome) He tells me everything and is not afraid to ask questions. I tell him lots of stuff too. My favorite thing about him is that if I come to him and ask him hey does this look good or do i look good he'll be honest with me. And if he likes how I did my hair or what I'm wearing he'll tell me i look cute :) haha I am also very thankful to my girl friends. People just like you who still get butterflies around boys. Who can still play games like mash and talk about boys non stop. Friends who compliment you and really mean it. Girls who you can cry to and they don't even ask you what's wrong. They just let you cry and get it all out. Friends who still give you huge hugs and slap your rear end when they walk by. Friends who like you liking that cute boy :) (and this cute boy just happens to be going with me to winter formal and therefore for those of you who don't know him, he will be revealed when pictures come :) This year I think that I finally have found my best friend. Her name is my dear friend KatieBudd. I have known this chika since 7Th grade and we've been really close friends for a long time. I think that she is the only friend that I have never got in a fight with. This year we've started talking a lot more and yes she is indeed my best friend. I know I can trust her and know that she isn't going to go blab my secrets to the world like most people. I love her so stinkin much!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am &lt;strong&gt;thankful&lt;/strong&gt; for &lt;strong&gt;love&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Love is such a strong word. This world would be lame sauce without it though. I LovE Love :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am &lt;strong&gt;thankful&lt;/strong&gt; for &lt;strong&gt;change&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;Last year I was different. My parents said I wasn't myself, that my light was gone. No not the gospel light, but MY light. I was so wrapped up in my own little world and it was quite pathetic. Many people didn't like me and still don't because of what i was. For those of you out there, I was hurt when I found out some things that were said and done. I have changed though. This year at girls camp I discovered a lot about myself and who my true friends are. True friends are friends who know all about you and like you anyway. Friends are people who don't talk crap about you behind your back. Shoot I know I'm not perfect nor will I ever be. Everyone makes mistakes and people don't need to dwell on those. I have changed a lot. Yes I am a crazy person who is very spontaneous and will do just about whatever as long as its fun and makes me laugh. I wasn't really like that last year but I've gotten that back. I laugh now. I smile. I love life no matter how bad it may seem. I feel different, I feel like I've changed. I don't care what others think anymore. I don't feel like I'm a different person around boys or that I need to be. I am myself and if someone doesn't like it they can get over it. I want people to like and love me for who I truly am not who I pretend to be. Don't try to pretend to be something you aren't. Be true to yourself and people will like you and if not so what! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am &lt;strong&gt;thankful&lt;/strong&gt; for the little things in &lt;strong&gt;life&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;At the beginning of the year I created a happy list. I still to this day add stuff when they need to be added. Why dwell on the big things when the little things are all around you. Smile and enjoy them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's a summary of it. If i really did every little thing i was thankful for it would never end!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3018438012969285543-2556086431495039046?l=hannahlynn17.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/feeds/2556086431495039046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3018438012969285543&amp;postID=2556086431495039046' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/2556086431495039046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/2556086431495039046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/2009/11/what-im-thankful-for.html' title='What I&apos;m Thankful For.'/><author><name>Hannah Lynn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SxAEcMUzcAI/AAAAAAAAAiU/NA7d4D7aRig/s72-c/Oquirrah+Mountain+Temple--Our+Family--Even+Closer.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3018438012969285543.post-746142354669891576</id><published>2009-11-01T18:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T19:41:33.081-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MAJOR PHOTO UPDATE!!!</title><content type='html'>Okay so the update before this was SO long but necessary and good yet it was pictureless... you may ask why? Because I'm a slacker. Its all good and here we go. DRUM ROLL PLEASE :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so the first set of pictures. A few weeks ago my lovely friend SARAH LOVE took these pictures of me and Haley. Oh how they turned out just amazing. I am so happy with how they turned out. The pictures I am putting up are narrowed down from a selection but these ones are my favorites. They pretty much express me and all of me. Pure Awesomeness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/Su5MrkIB8FI/AAAAAAAAAgM/ByDNZqV79oo/s1600-h/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/Su5MrkIB8FI/AAAAAAAAAgM/ByDNZqV79oo/s320/5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399337314579247186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/Su5M6t0srmI/AAAAAAAAAgU/acxv8RUjF74/s1600-h/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/Su5M6t0srmI/AAAAAAAAAgU/acxv8RUjF74/s320/9.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399337574880554594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/Su5NxBUulqI/AAAAAAAAAgc/F85saqkN8lw/s1600-h/11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/Su5NxBUulqI/AAAAAAAAAgc/F85saqkN8lw/s320/11.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399338507828106914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/Su5ODb4ZP6I/AAAAAAAAAgk/2fkrGHMoo-I/s1600-h/13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/Su5ODb4ZP6I/AAAAAAAAAgk/2fkrGHMoo-I/s320/13.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399338824194670498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/Su5OsF5dQyI/AAAAAAAAAg0/VBL1tb7oCdo/s1600-h/16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 208px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/Su5OsF5dQyI/AAAAAAAAAg0/VBL1tb7oCdo/s320/16.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399339522668184354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/Su5PSb1XolI/AAAAAAAAAg8/WLHFM5QDcgE/s1600-h/18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/Su5PSb1XolI/AAAAAAAAAg8/WLHFM5QDcgE/s320/18.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399340181391647314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/Su5PoeqQnnI/AAAAAAAAAhE/aTS8dOVQXtM/s1600-h/20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/Su5PoeqQnnI/AAAAAAAAAhE/aTS8dOVQXtM/s320/20.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399340560107478642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/Su5QEOPAOcI/AAAAAAAAAhM/nEbSLN3blwk/s1600-h/25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/Su5QEOPAOcI/AAAAAAAAAhM/nEbSLN3blwk/s320/25.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399341036734527938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/Su5QWR8yKsI/AAAAAAAAAhU/jDGx6pxaE3M/s1600-h/27.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/Su5QWR8yKsI/AAAAAAAAAhU/jDGx6pxaE3M/s320/27.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399341346969496258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/Su5QpTnQTpI/AAAAAAAAAhc/49pdYegP2VQ/s1600-h/28.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/Su5QpTnQTpI/AAAAAAAAAhc/49pdYegP2VQ/s320/28.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399341673833582226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/Su5Q3I30HII/AAAAAAAAAhk/_TPJMc5QYQk/s1600-h/29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/Su5Q3I30HII/AAAAAAAAAhk/_TPJMc5QYQk/s320/29.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399341911468416130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/Su5R5I2RK9I/AAAAAAAAAhs/bqs6VR17YJo/s1600-h/30.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/Su5R5I2RK9I/AAAAAAAAAhs/bqs6VR17YJo/s320/30.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399343045333298130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second bit of pictures is that of Halloween. I technically didn't dress up for Halloween due to the fact that Homecoming was the same night but we did have two family parties so Shoot I jumped at the chance :) I definitely was a Jedi. Don't try to deny the fact that it is frankly the best costume ever invented. It is... End of Story. I got the light saber from a friend who went to Disneyland and thought of course that's it. JEDI STATUS. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/Su5S737j8FI/AAAAAAAAAh0/nFfB52cUYao/s1600-h/DSCN1529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/Su5S737j8FI/AAAAAAAAAh0/nFfB52cUYao/s320/DSCN1529.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399344191843332178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/Su5TXbsqxnI/AAAAAAAAAh8/k_njA4nLTcg/s1600-h/DSCN1534.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/Su5TXbsqxnI/AAAAAAAAAh8/k_njA4nLTcg/s320/DSCN1534.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399344665301010034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The third and final category is Homecoming. I went with my friend Ryan Stock. Yes I pinned on the boutonniere all by myself. No help from the padre. It was a fun night and I frankly loved to just see all of my friends all pretty and happy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/Su5UKgflH4I/AAAAAAAAAiE/kOtAwHUOguQ/s1600-h/DSCN1537.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/Su5UKgflH4I/AAAAAAAAAiE/kOtAwHUOguQ/s320/DSCN1537.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399345542761619330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/Su5Usixa1zI/AAAAAAAAAiM/-Fcxmpq498M/s1600-h/DSCN1542.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/Su5Usixa1zI/AAAAAAAAAiM/-Fcxmpq498M/s320/DSCN1542.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399346127488866098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's the latest in my life. 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Our stake went on a pioneer trek during October Break and I am journaling about it. So since I already posted about the weekend before I shall start at Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MONDAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wrote and essay and went to work. The End.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TUESDAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wrote another essay, went to my lovely friend Katiebudd's for a girls movie party. The Proposal was so stinkin hilarious! Why is it that movies have to have those scenes in them that make them bad?? UGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WEDNESDAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went and did baptisms with Anna banana at the temple. Then I went and played softball with a bunch of my friends. It was supposed to be girls and guys but I was the only girl for the first 30 minutes and then two others showed. It was slow pitch because they couldn't take my speed :) haha jk Came home showered and ran to Ned's to get some chips. Came home and finished last minute things for the trek and went to bed. Oh and my goal this past week was to completely memorize and get up to speed "Waterfall" by Jon Schmidt... I did it :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THURSDAY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I definitely woke up multiple times during the course of the night. I couldn't sleep. It was like Christmas!! So finally I got up at about 345am and got everything ready and then hopped in the shower. We met at the stake center to leave for the trek at 4:30. I was so excited! So we get there and my awesomepossum friend Haley Thomas braided my hair (which by the way stayed in all 3 days and didn't look horrid at the end!) Then..... WE WERE OFF!!! I drove up there with a car full of my girlie friends and our amazing YW President. What a car ride... haha So we get up there and wait for a bit and then they begin to announce our companies and our families. I was put into the Leavitt Company and in the Packer Family. My parents were Bro and Sis Walters but for the 3 days they were Ma and Pa Packer.&lt;br /&gt;My group didn't have the strongest kids in our stake and we went through many family trials. Even though my family wasn't perfect they were perfect for me. Before the Trek started, I prayed that this would be the best thing that had ever happened to me. I wanted it to not only test me physically but also mentally and spiritually. Being in the family that I was in did just that for me. There were 4 girls and 5 boys. We were the first company to leave on our journey. The first mile was pretty good, some rough spots but we managed. We then got to a place in the journey known as the "DREADED ROCKY RIDGE" It took a lot of the kids from different families in our company to move each wagon up this hill of big rocks. There were 3 segments of this ridge and it took everyone to help each individual wagon. It took us about 3 hours to clear these ridges and then we stopped for lunch. While eating lunch the news was brought to us that we still had about 8 miles to go until camp. &lt;br /&gt;While eating lunch a boy in our company, Seth Rios, started neighing like a horse. And boy could he neigh. It really sounded like a horse it was so funny! Our trail boss who rode with us and led us the right way was up on a horse. The horse started neighing back at Seth and they kept going at it. Then our trail boss brought the horse closer and the horse was so confused because this sound was coming out of a human. It was the funniest thing!&lt;br /&gt;So then we started on our multiple miles left to go. After about a mile, we got nailed with a hardship. My pa came over to me and said, "Here Hannah, this is for you." It said while pushing the handcart, the wagon rolled over your ankle and severely sprained it. You cannot put any weight or pressure on it for 30 minutes. Through your faith and prayers you shall be healed. I suddenly thought oh crap. What the heck am I going to do. I hate the feeling of being utterly helpless and pretty much that was what hit me. So I started hopping by myself which turned out to be a dumb idea. We tried probably 5 different methods for helping me along, none of which did a whole lot. I tried hobbling between people with my arms around them, I tried hobbling along by myself, I tried being carried in a arm seat, I tried being carried piggyback style by 6 different people. One of the boys in my group tried to cover some of the ground that we had lost by running with me on his back. And yes he did eat it. Luckily enough that even though he hit his face and I didn't, neither of us was hurt. So one of the camera man who happens to be in my ward came over and said hey I'll put you up on my shoulders. So if you don't know, I don't do too well with heights but hey it was a free ride and I already felt helpless so whatever. So he bent over and I had to pull my skirt back (speaking of which piggybacks and shoulder rides in skirts ain't easy!) but as I got on and he stood up, his pants split down the back. I felt really bad but i was crackin up! He probably carried me for about 1/4 of a mile and then couldn't anymore so then we went back to the hobbling. Finally that was over and all was well. &lt;br /&gt;We then received an orphaned baby that we were to care for for the entire journey and treat as though he was a real baby. His name was Thomas Pedersen, the name of a real baby of the Treks of old. &lt;br /&gt;So here is where the fun began... can you sense my complete sarcasm?? So one of the girls in our group got dehydrated and was barfin all over the place. Another girl was so little and weak that she couldn't do much. One of the boys in my group had asthma and every 5 minutes needed his inhaler. So pretty much there were 5 of us kids who were really able to do stuff plus our ma and pa. It started to get dark and we heard that there was only about 3 miles to go so our spirits went up and everything was going pretty good. About 2 hours later it started to feel as though we had gone about 3 miles and we still weren't seeing anything so we just kept trudging along... One more mile. I think I heard that phrase about 509,297,831 times that night. I almost could've thrown a rock. I was starting to get a little frustrated. We then heard that there was about a 1/4 of a mile and we would see some power lines and then there would be about 300 yards until camp. My rear end. About a mile and a half later we finally got to camp. Turns out... guess what??! Ya I was in that company. Yup it was I. We took a wrong turn, the scenic route they liked to call it. Yes indeed we did hike an extra 4 MILES! I KNEW IT! It was more than 11 miles we hiked that day. 15 STINKIN MILES! ARGH! Oh well... we did it and I never complained once :) I am so proud of myself! We were the first company to leave and 3 out of us 6 families turned wrong and were almost the last ones in that night. :D So we get into camp and one of our boys starts to go into hypothermia. Go figure. Sweat and cold... DON'T MIX! He received a Priesthood blessing and was better the next morning. We made some stew that was 100 percent dee-lish and I made some brown sugar biscuits and boy were they yum! We then went to bed and I slept so bad but at least I slept. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FRIDAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We woke up made breakfast and started out on our way. We hiked about a mile and then came to a stop and realized that we had caught up with the first company. We were asked to stop and wait for the third and final company to arrive. Once they arrived an officer from the army stood up and explained that they needed all of the boys and men to go with them for the Mormon Battalion. We, All of the women and girls, were going to be left to pull the handcarts by themselves. A mile... all straight up hill and this was no little incline. I knew this was going to happen but I guess it didn't hit how difficult it was going to be until I saw them start to walk away. They all had guns and we had to sit and watch them as they marched up the hill and disappeared. We started singing Come Come Ye Saints as they were leaving and I lost it. Having 4 girls in my group who were the way they were I didn't know how we were going to do it. My ma had had double knee replacements and did everything that she could. One girl was sick and faintish, another sick with a sprained ankle, and the other girl had nasty blisters. Ya I was scared out of my mind. I had to put my sole trust in the Lord. We said a family prayer and then we waited. We were the 2nd company to go and we were told that we couldn't help other companies and that we were supposed to help just our individual families. As we watched the first company go, it hurt me so bad to watch them struggle and know that I couldn't do anything to help. We waited and my adrenaline was shooting up so fast I thought I was going to die. They then told us it was our turn and so we were off. The first probably 500 yards weren't bad but then it hit. We had an extra girl from another family come help us and then my ma sent her to a more struggling family. The two most injured girls we put up front on the ropes pulling, I and the least sick girl were in the yolk and our ma was on the back. About 10 minutes into the pull I was looking around trying to keep my mind off of it and I saw the boys in the side of the mountain. I kept telling myself I can't cry I will not cry. I kept yelling out to all the girls we can do it you guys keep it up be positive. Not soon after it suddenly felt like I was bearing the whole burden of the cart. The girl next to me kept saying she was going to pass out and I believed her. The girls in the front were fading and I couldn't see my ma. I prayed harder than I have ever prayed in my life that some how we would be able to finish. All of the sudden, Angles came out of the bushes on the sides and came and aided us. I'm not sure we would've made it if they would not have come out. I lost it once again and kept saying thank you thank you thank you. When we got to the top of the hill and saw that we were done, I could see two of our boys sprinting down the side of the mountain to come help us. They got in the yolk and told me to get out. I can honestly say I have never been more excited to see boys in my whole life. I just cried and cried and I couldn't even talk. Our pa went and got some jam from another family and they made us jam and bread. They told us to not do anything for a bit and so for about a mile we walked beside and regained our thoughts. We had a few more miles to go and they were pretty good until about the last mile and half which went up hill and rocky. We finally got into camp and got to do some activities and just rest. We made butter and ate good that night! Our trail boss came and ate dinner with us and he brought us a cantelope. I was so happy about that cantelope haha. Later that night we had a dance and it wasn't so fun but then our tent was broken so we squished in with a family that was next to ours and it was SO WARM. I slept so good towards the end of that night! haha ... oh and that night I started to get sick. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Satureday we get up, I felt terrible, but continued to push through. haha we made a delicious breakfast, and started on our way. We had to bury our babies that day and I definitely did not get attatched to that thing at all. But when we started to bury it, I thought of Caleb (my little brother) and I got a little teary. We finally after about 4.5 milesish reached "The Salt Lake Valley." We had a feast and it was the best meal I've ever had. We then had about a quarter mileish to go and we were done! It was the best experience of my life and I would do it again if asked to.&lt;br /&gt;Then that night the cute boy came over and we talked for a few hours and I basically relieved my account again. Just a week ago I was asked to speak in the stake fireside for the trek and I got to relive it again for everyone. It was absolutely incredible and my talk went better than I would've hoped. BOMB STAT! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well anyways, haha Sorry it has taken so long to post about this. I have been really busy... but tonight I am going to try to update my picture post... things from photoshoots to halloween and homecoming. Its all coming soon :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3018438012969285543-4160710107588276314?l=hannahlynn17.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/feeds/4160710107588276314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3018438012969285543&amp;postID=4160710107588276314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/4160710107588276314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/4160710107588276314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-october-break.html' title='My October Break!'/><author><name>Hannah Lynn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3018438012969285543.post-6651912840660152133</id><published>2009-10-11T22:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T23:17:42.769-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday Season :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Reasons Why I Love the Holidays&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is cold enough to wear a jacket and accessories a.k.a. scarves and socks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have an excuse to give hugs &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The leaves change gorgeous colors and go crunch when you step on them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/StLGwKHfkWI/AAAAAAAAAfk/0yW20F4e55A/s1600-h/fall-leaves.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/StLGwKHfkWI/AAAAAAAAAfk/0yW20F4e55A/s320/fall-leaves.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391590234567709026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sleep better because it's not hot and miserable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just smells delicious all the time :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mulled Cider and Cinnamon are my favorite smells&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Countdowns (73 days until Christmas in case you were wondering)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots and lots of goodies and homemade food (lemon squares and rolls baby)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lists... mainly My wish list for Santa which I will post once complete&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/StLIsYvG9vI/AAAAAAAAAf8/0ZZBHNvZlK4/s1600-h/Santa-Clause-Waving.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 319px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/StLIsYvG9vI/AAAAAAAAAf8/0ZZBHNvZlK4/s320/Santa-Clause-Waving.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391592368795743986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The joy of giving gifts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fires in the fireplace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Traditions (we have SO many)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas Lights (The temple lights are the best)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/StLJubuPp6I/AAAAAAAAAgE/BwCpnuFV694/s1600-h/aztemple.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/StLJubuPp6I/AAAAAAAAAgE/BwCpnuFV694/s320/aztemple.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391593503468791714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many Memories Made&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of Family Time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decorating the house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/StLIQbioCxI/AAAAAAAAAfs/i_mFQeK7L1k/s1600-h/Pumpkins.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 231px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/StLIQbioCxI/AAAAAAAAAfs/i_mFQeK7L1k/s320/Pumpkins.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391591888512355090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas movies (Hello Rudolph and Frosty!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setting up the Christmas Tree!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/StLIdMR1IdI/AAAAAAAAAf0/4bNvgtw04MI/s1600-h/christmas_tree_06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 286px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/StLIdMR1IdI/AAAAAAAAAf0/4bNvgtw04MI/s320/christmas_tree_06.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391592107753677266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHRISTMAS MUSIC! Me and Delilah have a love hate relationship going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just so happy all the time. Frankly it's hard not to be. There is a cheery feeling in the air :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so pretty much from about now until the beginning of next year is my favorite time of the whole year. I just love the feel in the air and the spirit that everyone has. It makes me so happy! But how can you not be happy seriously?? This is just a small list of the things that I appreciate about the holidays (Trust me I love it all) I could put up just a list of the foods I love (Ooh I shall soon and then you'll know what to make me if you get bored! haha) But ya, everyone be happy please :) HAPPY OCTOBER BREAK!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3018438012969285543-6651912840660152133?l=hannahlynn17.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/feeds/6651912840660152133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3018438012969285543&amp;postID=6651912840660152133' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/6651912840660152133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/6651912840660152133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/2009/10/holiday-season.html' title='Holiday Season :)'/><author><name>Hannah Lynn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/StLGwKHfkWI/AAAAAAAAAfk/0yW20F4e55A/s72-c/fall-leaves.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3018438012969285543.post-1996630444051259650</id><published>2009-10-10T16:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T16:41:22.071-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My past week...</title><content type='html'>Conference. MUY BUENO! I loved it! I learned so much and some of the talks hit me hard! My personal favorites were Richard G. Scott and Jeffery R. Holland. They were SO GOOD!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;On saturday night at 11:30 i got asked to homecoming. i was in pajamas that didn't match my hair was messy and i had just washed my face when the doorbell rang. My dad said hannah you better come out here so I went out there and there was a traced body in my drive way and writing that said I'd DIE to go to homecoming with you. haha i just started laughing really hard and then i had to unscramble the name and it turned out to be my friend ryan stock. He's a funny kid and I'm excited. I'm just glad that it wasn't a creeper or a bump on a log to ask me! haha The best part was when they just drove back by and i looked like i did. joy haha&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was good.. Conference again was just SAWEET!! &lt;br /&gt;Monday... school homework fhe no sleep&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday... same as monday except no fhe&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday... LATE START! yay... got great sleep, hung out with the cute boy for like 20 minutes, then drove to school. ya for less school!! haha&lt;br /&gt;Thursday... school homework work okay sleep&lt;br /&gt;Now... Friday, HOW I LOVE THEE :)&lt;br /&gt;So definitely we had early release which i was excited for! Michael Buble's new cd came out and since pay day was today I had to wait 24 WHOLE HOURS. I almost died. no joke. but I decided instead to have a Michael Marathon and he is all I listened to yesterday! HOLLAR! So right after school which ended at 12:12, and then i went to Peter Piper with a few friends. Right after that we went and played volleyball for a few hours and then i had to go to work :( but after work i went to the football game and got to hang out with this cute boy :D haha afterwards we hung out to and it was bombawesome! &lt;br /&gt;Today I went to the mesa arts center to be a model in a Sarah Love photoshoot! I had a blast and I can't wait to see them! Then I went and picked up a check, drove to target and practically sprinted down the aisle and bought the NEW MICHAEL BUBLE CD! I am so in love with it! it makes me happy :) Then i deposited 3 checks and went to work. Tonight I am going to a birthday party for a lovely friend of mine. And that's it for now.&lt;br /&gt;To sum it up... my life is just dandy and I am in love with it all! well almost all :) haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3018438012969285543-1996630444051259650?l=hannahlynn17.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/feeds/1996630444051259650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3018438012969285543&amp;postID=1996630444051259650' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/1996630444051259650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/1996630444051259650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-past-week.html' title='My past week...'/><author><name>Hannah Lynn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3018438012969285543.post-3146873187075705850</id><published>2009-09-27T19:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T19:36:38.069-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekends are my new favorite</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SsAg3ClPr7I/AAAAAAAAAfc/y19EB2_jEL4/s1600-h/DSCN1448.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SsAg3ClPr7I/AAAAAAAAAfc/y19EB2_jEL4/s320/DSCN1448.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386341284293095346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though this week was a long hard one that consisted of pretty much no sleep whatsoever, it was a GOOD week. I won't make you suffer through it all i'll just give you a run down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work: Monday, Wednesday and Saturday night. Pretty good schedule and 2 of the days were making the goods :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School: two projects, two essays and lots of work. This weekend however, I had none :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep: probably the most I got this whole school week was 7 and that was Thursday night when I couldnt take it anymore. Wednesday  night it was 3.5 hours and the two nights before were somewhere between 5 and 6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now this weekend... I'm just going to sum it up and say that it was BOMB-AWESOME!&lt;br /&gt;Friday night: I helped throw a surprise party for one of my very bestest friends Susannah. (BY THE WAY... HAPPY BIRTHDAY GIRL! I LOVE YOU :) and you are going to be a sweet 17 year old!! ) okay so we went straight there after school and set up and just talked and hung out and such. Fun stuff! Then the party was really fun and I'm uber glad that lots of people showed up. There was a dj and we had dancing. Yes I did the entire hoedown throwdown from the Hannah Montana movie and was the only one. and we danced a lot more. My legs are still sore haha but it was just really fun. The most fun I've had in a while :) But anywho, I got in a water fight with my bud Korbyn and the cute boy, got mud on the top of my white shirt and had so much fun. I can't even explain it all to you. It was just a great night. I got to talk to this cute boy quite a bit which made me happy and a lot of my really good friends as well. I sat out of missionary tag (didn't want to risk injury again haha) ahh... i'm in love with weekends.&lt;br /&gt;Saturday: I got about 7.5 hours of sleep (awesome) cleaned my room it is now CLEAN! yay haha I have no time anymore not even to clean my room. That is so sad. Cleaned the bathroom, played the piano, talked to this cute boy, took a shower, went to work, went to my friend Nick's party, watched the scary movie for 5 minutes (don't even know why I did I hate scary movies) and then opted to hanging out with the cool people who didn't want to watch the movie haha. Talked some more to this cute boy, rocked out to Miley Cyrus' Party in the USA with my best buddy Anna and picked up my brother from his friends house. I got in a water fight while I was driving with a carful of friends (dont know how that happens) and came home. I got over 10 hours of sleep! I slept in until 1015... the longest EVER! yay...&lt;br /&gt;Church today was good and I just painted my fingernails. Now I've got to go clean the kitchen (bleh!) oh well...&lt;br /&gt;This week is hopefully going to be a better week with just as fun of a weekend. haha choir concert tuesday which I'm very excited for and Evening of Excellence on Wednesday. CONFRENCE SATURDAY!!! YAY... those are probably my favorite days of the whole year besides Christmas Eve...&lt;br /&gt;Well post again soon :)&lt;br /&gt;loves &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3018438012969285543-3146873187075705850?l=hannahlynn17.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/feeds/3146873187075705850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3018438012969285543&amp;postID=3146873187075705850' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/3146873187075705850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/3146873187075705850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/2009/09/weekends-are-my-new-favorite.html' title='Weekends are my new favorite'/><author><name>Hannah Lynn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SsAg3ClPr7I/AAAAAAAAAfc/y19EB2_jEL4/s72-c/DSCN1448.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3018438012969285543.post-640343163859484178</id><published>2009-09-21T15:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T15:32:02.431-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Stop Believing...</title><content type='html'>why do i want to succeed in life?? remind me again please. i don't understand why i am putting myself through heck studying, losing precious sleep and having little social life. it just doesn't make sense. I HATE being in classes with smart kids. Everything just seems to click for them and i have to struggle to understand and that's an understatement. I have made two new goals this year. Never to judge. In seminary we learned today that we would all be doomed for Hell if it wasn't for Christ so why judge if we're all going to the same place. I agree. I am not going to judge. I am going to love unconditionally. &lt;br /&gt;2nd goal: my motto is don't stop believing. If i try hard enough and trust in the Lord, I can do hard things. I am hoping that the trek will prove to me that I can do anything. If i want an A in all of my classes I'm going to do it. Starting today I'm doing every stinkin thing I can to get an A. That is goign to be so hard for me so if you are good at math or physics or history, please let me know. I just need the motivation to keep going. &lt;br /&gt;This weekend I let loose and filmed an english video. Definitely the most fun I've had in so long. Pretty much made me happy :)&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I am  not a big fan of pink but my fingernails are pink sparkly and i really like them.&lt;br /&gt;my family they make me happytoo :)&lt;br /&gt;well that's all for now. This weekend I'm hoping is going to be so much better than this last one. No it will be! &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3018438012969285543-640343163859484178?l=hannahlynn17.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/feeds/640343163859484178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3018438012969285543&amp;postID=640343163859484178' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/640343163859484178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/640343163859484178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/2009/09/junior-year.html' title='Don&apos;t Stop Believing...'/><author><name>Hannah Lynn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3018438012969285543.post-1941258476653239239</id><published>2009-09-11T17:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T17:28:22.189-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy List!</title><content type='html'>Okay so I probably made some of you curious as to what my happy list was. This was a list I created at the beginning of this school year in order to help me be happy 24/7. This list is on the front of my binder. I honestly apologize for all of this writing I've been putting up but whatevs! These with the exception of the first one are in no particular order. oh and I miscalculated and there is 164 things on here... haha wow! Enjoy :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Happy List &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* boys singing * homemade rolls * Jesus Christ * bagpipes * ice * thunderstorms * lemon squares * girls camp * buttons * my toes (even the crooked one) * softball * purple * brownies * Christmas songs * blue eyes * strawberries * dreams * orange blossoms * music * doughnuts * football season * slow dancing * hide-n-seek * packing * jelly * showers * country * bare feet * making lists * cookie dough * honor choir * bubble wrap * jeans * talking * popsicles * Christmas (105 days!) * guitars * sunflowers * advice * polka dots * photography * water * gum * chocolate * surprises * talent * piano * the beach * Westwood * squirt cheese * the olympics * the gospel * hotels * peach-o-rings * dirt * mountains * my family * disneyland * curly hair * good ideas * my cabin * driving * rollercoasters * flip flops * french dips * t-shirts* inside jokes * ice cream * swim suit tans * quotes * musicals * scarves * Disney * granola * cowboy boots * curly fries * my bed * books * air conditioner * white cheddar cheetos * compliments * memories * hoodies * grapes * peaches * michael buble * general conference * phone calls * socks * marshmallows * shakes * boys * pay checks * yogurt * spoons * popcorn * camping * dresses * birthdays * bagles * mafia * questions * debates * music videos * science * pitching * card games * cousins * my life * seminary * hearts * sarah hanson * egyptian rip screw * being crazy * family parties * blushing * bubble baths * twinkies * dancing * forever * mexican food * the outdoors * the scrpitures * naps * holiday smells * sarcasm * sheet music * sleeping * road trips * fires * go gurts * sports * snow * rain * bananas * creative writing * assemblies * friends * citris * temples * texting * just because * nail polish *  food * vacations * picnics * cute smiles * no reason * orange juice * winter break * dates * ponytails * scrpitures * my car * smoothies * parties * good day songs * mail * grocery shopping * boxers * movies * working out * massages&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3018438012969285543-1941258476653239239?l=hannahlynn17.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/feeds/1941258476653239239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3018438012969285543&amp;postID=1941258476653239239' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/1941258476653239239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/1941258476653239239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/2009/09/happy-list.html' title='Happy List!'/><author><name>Hannah Lynn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3018438012969285543.post-8162301152074938888</id><published>2009-09-09T16:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T16:55:48.224-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Declaration of Independence.</title><content type='html'>For History we had to right our own Declaration of Independence. There were no limits as to what we could right about and I was just in the mood to write last night and it happened that what I wanted to write about could've been for my class so here it is. I think its good and I've heard from everyone else who read it that they loved it. So this post is dedicated to High School Kids. I promise I'm not depressed, I just wrote about how I've changed my outlook on life :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Declaration of Independence&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoever said that your high school years were the best years of your life was wrong. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They tear you up,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they tear you down and make you feel insecure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You never feel good enough and you never understand whats going on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People hurt you without even realizing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think you can trust someone and then you find out that they have betrayed that bond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You feel lost even if its bright outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You feel cheated, despised, and rejected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls tell you you look cute but really you look gross they just want you to look like that all the time to knock out competition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You get told you aren't good enough. Repeatedly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boys come and go but never stay to enjoy the ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You feel dumb asking for help so you pretend you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You work so hard and give it your all only to never be noticed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You come to realize that you can't trust anyone even the ones who you think you can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People will do anything for attention, even if it means tearing you down to get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one cares about feelings no matter who it is. Friends leave you in the dust and you feel alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are hated because of the things that you do. You are talked about behind your back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Backstabbers... people who don't have heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boys will be boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You take harder classes which just make you overflow with stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are belittled because of who you are and what you believe in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You get teased relentlessly, and its all a joke to them, when truthfully it sinks deep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You finally start to get your hopes up and then they are crushed because no one seems to believe in you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You try so hard to make your parents proud and you just never feel that you do them justice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You get compared to others and asked why you can't be more like them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You wish you could dream and escape reality but seem stuck where you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You want to discover who you are but just can't seem to figure it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone is always better so why try?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why try is the question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying shows that you care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You not only care about yourself but who you are going to become.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who ares what others think! You have to be proud of who you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't let others tear you down, and even if they do, be strong and bring yourself up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find something that you enjoy and stick with it. The cream of the crop will rise to the top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have to be self motivated and not give heed to those people that just want to bring you down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are just jealous of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;High school is a trying time, but amidst the trials there are many things to learn. That I have learned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be careful who you tell your secrets to. Things spread like rapid wild fire if entrusted in the wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love unconditionally. It teaches you a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgive everyone even if its a simple offense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be kind to everyone. You never know when it will benefit you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laugh always. Even when you want to cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make a happy list. Mine has 149 things on it and I keep adding to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look for the positive instead of dwelling on the negative. People will want to be around you more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Push yourself to be a better person. Don't ever give up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smile Big.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't care what others think. You are loved for who you are. Don't try to be something you are not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be spontaneous. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Support your school. Wear your colors proud and go to games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get plenty of sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trials are given in order for happiness to occur. Its jus the way of life, but we can't let them get to us. I am declaring my freedom from sorrow. The negative and the dark. I hate it. I hate being sad and I just feel yucky. I choose to be happy and love life. It has helped life to be easier and more enjoyable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SqhAY35p3DI/AAAAAAAAAfU/ehui9LJKs4o/s1600-h/n1219953208_392097_6315678.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SqhAY35p3DI/AAAAAAAAAfU/ehui9LJKs4o/s320/n1219953208_392097_6315678.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379620550960864306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3018438012969285543-8162301152074938888?l=hannahlynn17.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/feeds/8162301152074938888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3018438012969285543&amp;postID=8162301152074938888' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/8162301152074938888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/8162301152074938888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-declaration-of-independence.html' title='My Declaration of Independence.'/><author><name>Hannah Lynn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SqhAY35p3DI/AAAAAAAAAfU/ehui9LJKs4o/s72-c/n1219953208_392097_6315678.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3018438012969285543.post-3025918151490998872</id><published>2009-09-05T18:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T18:57:37.592-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HP... week of August 31st</title><content type='html'>This week is going to be funny and much more happy, but probably not as detailed by anymeans. i don't feel like remembering that hard haha. just fyi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Monday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wake up, eat my yogurt, go to school. I started to feel like sick so I came home and took a two hour nap. Best moment of my day :) oh besides the ridiculous lightning storm that nigh! AHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tuesday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wake up, get my yogurt, picture day (woke up with a big zit on my face. always fun) worked. the end Oh wait... Michael Buble's new single came out. I'm 100 percent in Love with it and him) His cd comes out October Friday October 9th. I'm almost as excited as Christmas, but not quite. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wednesday &lt;/em&gt;(this is where it starts to get good :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had my yogurt, didn't help because my seminary teacher is sick :( but whatevs. In choir, we got a new seating chart and yup you guessed it. It is definitely MIXED FORMATION!!! AHH! oh man I was in heaven. and you'll never guess what just happened to happen. Yup you guessed it again. I sit by the cute boy :D Petty much choir is definitely my favorite now!! We also had early release. BOMBSTAT. So i get a call from this boy and he asked me how important my mutual was and I said not very we are just kareoking. So he then proceeded to tell me that he had forgotten that they were doing a date night for mutual but asked if I wanted to go with him. OF course I did!! So we went and it was just awesome. We got to talk for about an hourish just us. Over dinner and such. We had yummy chicken and salad and oh yum! Then we played apples to apples. The first round we got smashed and then kicked butt the second rounD! Then he brought me home and we were just talking outside and my dad flung the door open, scared me to death and told me that my work needed the key that I had to close. So i had to hurry and finish the conversation and run the key over. lame i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thursday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wake up to the best day of my month. Some of you will know what I'm talking about... bleh. but anyways... so i was trying to be happy while getting ready. then my brother woke up late so he was angry at the world. i had an armful of stuff (including yogurt and other things haha) and my keys. I was trying to click the button to unlock my car and i was just going to have jacob stuff evreything in somewhere, and when i did i accidentally hit the alarm. I dropped my stuff and all I could do was stand there and laugh. Jacob yelled at me that it wasn't funny and then I got angry back and then we went to school and made up before we got there. School was pretty good and then I just relaxed and did homework that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Friday...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wake up go to school with my infamous yogurt. We had a double assembly and I just yelled the whole time. Friday was just a good day. Choir was freakin hilarious! I just laugh the whole time with this boy and my awesome friend Tyler. I love her ! We laugh at our teacher who is just bomb and we just laugh at everything its so fun! I had work that night and it was easy and then I went and visited my poor friend Katie who hurt her toe. We talked for about an hour and a half and then I came home and went to bed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Saturday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up to rain... IT WAS SO LOVELY! I love the rain.. definitely on my happy list. So then I realized that it was game day. So I got to wear my sparky shirt to work and it made me happy. Work was really slow today and I'm just glad its over haha then I came home and watched a lot of the BYU vs Oklahoma game GO COUGARS!! and then I talked for a while to this cute boy and got most of my homework done. Now I'm going to clean the bathroom, my room, pack and shower and try to be in bed by 11. I'm leaving in the morning to go up north with one of my best friends Sammy and I'm so stinkin excited! Her mom called today and said that its really cold and rainy. HOLLA! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you have it folks... I think my week went better this week because I went to the temple on Sunday night. Homework was easier (by the way I have a 97 percent in History which is my hardest class, and I think I aced my math test friday!) I love life its just so good. Learn to laugh at yourself. I promise you'll benefit from it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hannah :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SqM76bm7fII/AAAAAAAAAfM/tJt5Ups0858/s1600-h/Amy,+Hannah,+and+Sarah+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SqM76bm7fII/AAAAAAAAAfM/tJt5Ups0858/s320/Amy,+Hannah,+and+Sarah+2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378208255039995010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;California Trip (Yes we saw Michael Buble, I touched his calf, and we saw Wicked) Best weekend of my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS There are 111 days until Christmas just in case any of you were wonering. But for now, Mountains here i come :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3018438012969285543-3025918151490998872?l=hannahlynn17.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/feeds/3025918151490998872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3018438012969285543&amp;postID=3025918151490998872' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/3025918151490998872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/3025918151490998872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/2009/09/hp-week-of-august-31st.html' title='HP... week of August 31st'/><author><name>Hannah Lynn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SqM76bm7fII/AAAAAAAAAfM/tJt5Ups0858/s72-c/Amy,+Hannah,+and+Sarah+2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3018438012969285543.post-6126384548683456420</id><published>2009-08-29T19:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T19:11:32.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A hectic week in the shoes of Me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/Spn4U91cpnI/AAAAAAAAAfE/UMPy-ZJQr9U/s1600-h/18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/Spn4U91cpnI/AAAAAAAAAfE/UMPy-ZJQr9U/s320/18.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375600669323208306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since this is a blog which is like a journal I'm going to vividly describe my week right now so I can prove to my kids why junior year (school wise) is terrible... This post will be long, contain happies, sads, angries, stresses, frustrations, breakdowns, boys, stupid moments, humor and all that jazz... be prepared and if you dont want to read it won't offend me in the lease bit. btw... this shall be entertaining to most of you. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Monday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5:10&lt;/strong&gt; wake up, get ready, family scripture study, grab the last yogurt and a banana and head out the door around 6:10 to pick up carpool and be on time for a hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6:30&lt;/strong&gt; a hour seminary. my most favorite class of the day, it is an incredible way to start off the day and reguardless of the topic I feel the spirit more eachday in seminary than i have my whole life.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8:00-3:00&lt;/strong&gt; push through school... at any moment i can i try to talk to my friends and that cute boy, but pay attention and understand everything i need to. taking 3 ap classes what the HECK was i thinking?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4:00&lt;/strong&gt; head off to take my food handlers permit, pick up my check (almost two weeks late in doing so haha) &lt;br /&gt;5:00 head to a leaders house to do P90X... brutal workouts I did a 15 minute ab workout and felt it for the next 4 days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5:45&lt;/strong&gt; go to bank. &lt;em&gt;Stupid story&lt;/em&gt; # 1... I go to the bank drive through to cash my check and get cash back so I can go fill up my car with gas. I do all that and arrive at the gas station only to my dismay, look over on my seat for my wallet, and realize that I forgot to put the bank's money tube back in the machine. I start to panick and hope they haven't sicked the police on me yet. I hurry and fill up and write an apology note on the back of my receipt and go to the bank only to find that they have alreay closed. I am pounding on the button to try to get the machine to open but fail. So i hurry and push the call button and the lady opens up the flap and screams when she realizes that I have it. I rapidly apologize, shove the tube into the machine and drive off as fast as I can. the end.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7:00&lt;/strong&gt; Family Night, great run in my boots with my dad and my brother, finish up the last bit of homework.&lt;br /&gt;somewhere after &lt;strong&gt;10:30&lt;/strong&gt; shower pushups read scriptures and head to bed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tuesday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5:14&lt;/strong&gt; get up, get ready, family scripture study, we are out of yogurts and i almost cried. I just grab an apple and head out the door around 6:10 to pick up carpool and be on time for a hour.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6:30 &lt;/strong&gt;seminary... fabulous as usual&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8:00-3:00&lt;/strong&gt; school... fail history quiz, try to talk to my friends and that cute boy whenever i can, choir... now choir let me explain this one to you. Choir is my 2nd favorite class of the day and comes in very close to seminary. Reasons why: boys, boys singing, awesome teacher, boys singing, most of my friends, we sound amazing, boys singing... you get the point. I love when boys sing in fact its number 1 on my happy list :)&lt;br /&gt;Between &lt;strong&gt;3:15 and 3:50 &lt;/strong&gt; try to accomplish as much homework as possible. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4:00-7:30&lt;/strong&gt; work... hey its money. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7:30&lt;/strong&gt; get a text that there is a study group for history that started at 6:30 at this cute boys house. Heck I'm game :) jk we are really good friends though... he's one of my best. &lt;em&gt;stupid story&lt;/em&gt; # 2. I'm so excited because I'm terrible at history and need help with my study guide that I pull out of work going the wrong direction of traffic. I imediatley freak out drive about 500 feet and flip back into the parking lot, stop and laugh at myself and go to study group&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8:50 &lt;/strong&gt;run with brother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9:30&lt;/strong&gt; come home finish homework shower&lt;br /&gt;sometime after &lt;strong&gt;11:00 &lt;/strong&gt;read scriptures pushups and head to bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wednesday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5:17 alarm goes off... wake up, get ready, family scripture study, we have yogurt! I also grab a banana and head out the door around 6:17 to pick up carpool and be on time for a hour.  I now have 2 metal spoons in my backpack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6:30 &lt;/strong&gt;seminary... draw a replica of Lehi's dream. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8:00-3:00&lt;/strong&gt; school... take physics and math quizzes, try to talk to my friends and that cute boy! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3:30 to 5:15&lt;/strong&gt; hard core homework and finish it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5:15&lt;/strong&gt; pitch and play volleyball with my brother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7:00&lt;/strong&gt; mutual which is dancing with the boys. not so fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8:30&lt;/strong&gt; come home, relax for a bit oh wait just a little bit more homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9:30 &lt;/strong&gt;shower pushups read scriptures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10:15&lt;/strong&gt; bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thursday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alarm goes off at &lt;strong&gt;5:15&lt;/strong&gt;... go back to bed until &lt;strong&gt;5:30&lt;/strong&gt;. get up, get ready, family scripture study, grab a yogurt, a banana and head out the door around 6:15 to pick up carpool and be on time for a hour.  I now have 3 metal spoons in my backpack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6:30 &lt;/strong&gt;seminary... have a wonderful lesson. I gave the devotional and refrained from bawling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7:30-7:55&lt;/strong&gt; go to my friends house for a toaster strudle shin dig. yum awesome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8:00-3:00&lt;/strong&gt; school... find out i did good on physics, failed math quiz due to incredibly stupid mistakes, talk to friends and that cute boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3:30&lt;/strong&gt; until about &lt;strong&gt;6:30&lt;/strong&gt; was a blur to me... pitching, history homework... physics and math here and there. &lt;br /&gt;about &lt;strong&gt;7:30&lt;/strong&gt; i had had enough. I had a breakdown. I cried, cried and cried. I read my Patriarchal Blessing and played Hymns on the piano. I finished studying for my history quiz took a shower read my scriptures prayed so hard to have the test be easy for me and went to bed before &lt;strong&gt;9:45&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Friday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alarm goes off at 4:50. I get ready hair outfit and makeup in 10 minutes. Grab a yogurt a banana and a granola bar, out the door by 5:15 to get carpool and am at the school before 5:30. Our school was on t.v. and we wanted to be on it so we sacrificed some sleep and were on tv :) Oh and by the way I now have 5 metal spoons in my back pack...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6:25 &lt;/strong&gt;leave the partay and head to seminary. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6:30-7:30&lt;/strong&gt; have an incredible devotional by one of the boys, and an incredible lesson with many tears. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8:00-3:00&lt;/strong&gt; school... prayers are answered! MY History teacher made the quiz takehome!!!! I almost cried :) Major spirit day, I love marching band music, talk to this boy and head for home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3:15&lt;/strong&gt; come home, and find a check waiting for me! YAHOO!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4:00-7:00 &lt;/strong&gt; work and had quite a few friends drop in a visit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7:00&lt;/strong&gt; football game started. I was supposed to get off then but ended up staying till 7:30... aggrivating!!! But get to the football game, even though we lost it was a good game, we are better than last year and I got to talk to lots of friends and watch my brother perform in the band :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9:45&lt;/strong&gt; game ends... I was talking to a friend of mine and this cute boy comes up and we talked for about 30 minutes... awesome status&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10:30&lt;/strong&gt; come home, eat get on facebook for a bit and head to bed about &lt;strong&gt;12:00&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Saturday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7:45 wake up... stupid. grrr...&lt;br /&gt;PAY DAY!! &lt;strong&gt;9:25&lt;/strong&gt; go get check and go to the bank to deposit both checks. I didn't steal this time either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11:00-4:00&lt;/strong&gt; work. Some guy came in and was an utter jerk to me. I wanted to kick him but he wasn't one to be messed with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4:00&lt;/strong&gt; come home and start working on one of my 5 history assignments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5:10&lt;/strong&gt; head to family swim and BBQ stay long enough to eat and take a 10 minute power nap and head home to finish all of my homework. dumb..&lt;br /&gt;8:30 finish all but one of my history assignments (the last of which is an essay) take a break to do this and do my physics real quick and then am going to finish that essay. My goal this year is to do every ounce of homework before the sabbath unless its just printing something out or some ridiculous hard one that I can't for some reason finish before.&lt;br /&gt;Estimated bed time after shower pushups and catchup reading... before 11 I hope... HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;Well that is a week in the life of Hannah Peterson for ya. I have to constantly give myself optimistic pumps and think happy things but I'll manage... this year is meant to be a strengthener for me. I am strong and can do it! I love you all!!&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story... Don't procrastinate, do things to make you laugh, sleep whenever you can, and most importantly Trust in the Lord.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS I am excited for tomorrow... No worries just church. I will have time to relax and think... my favorites :D I think I may just take a trip to the temple too...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3018438012969285543-6126384548683456420?l=hannahlynn17.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/feeds/6126384548683456420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3018438012969285543&amp;postID=6126384548683456420' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/6126384548683456420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/6126384548683456420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/2009/08/hectic-week-in-shoes-of-me.html' title='A hectic week in the shoes of Me.'/><author><name>Hannah Lynn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/Spn4U91cpnI/AAAAAAAAAfE/UMPy-ZJQr9U/s72-c/18.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3018438012969285543.post-553999680466972701</id><published>2009-08-15T09:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T10:00:28.132-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day of School!</title><content type='html'>So... school this year. I think its going to be okay. I've got some really tough classes, but I've got more than one friend in every single one of them. Honor Choir is A M A Z I N G! Yes, I am that girl that my teacher was talking about that freaks out every time i hear the boys sing haha. Boys Men whatever. When they sing, it makes me smile. No matter who they are or how cute they are, that is definitely one of my new favorite things. Okay it has always been something that I've loved, but it just made my happy list. That is my goal to make a list of things that makes me happy so that I can always be happy! Okay, but this year, its going to be great I can just feel it! Jacob mi hermano, just started this year as a SQUASHMORE :) I love having him there with me. He is definitely one of my best friends, and I love it when he will say hi to me when he passes me in the hall. I'm glad I'm not too cool for him. Jacob makes me happy too :) He will work out with me, and hound me till I accept and actually get up and do it! He'll just come sit and talk to me too... aww!! well here is the pictures! I drive this year and so my parents had to document that too! &lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SobnEOP6A9I/AAAAAAAAAek/hlQ8KSFUH3E/s1600-h/DSCN1409.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SobnEOP6A9I/AAAAAAAAAek/hlQ8KSFUH3E/s320/DSCN1409.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370233665416201170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Humphrey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/Sobn7Iqua5I/AAAAAAAAAes/iyMXrATzkTE/s1600-h/DSCN1413.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/Sobn7Iqua5I/AAAAAAAAAes/iyMXrATzkTE/s320/DSCN1413.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370234608810879890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to get Steph for the CARPOOL :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SoboY5aqcAI/AAAAAAAAAe0/mZu3IXb4JNc/s1600-h/16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 181px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SoboY5aqcAI/AAAAAAAAAe0/mZu3IXb4JNc/s320/16.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370235120113053698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes that is my "little" brother! Look, our hands are in the same position.. its so weird! I noticed while putting them up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/Sobo0HOzycI/AAAAAAAAAe8/jV8XCO7Pexk/s1600-h/17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 255px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/Sobo0HOzycI/AAAAAAAAAe8/jV8XCO7Pexk/s320/17.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370235587677899202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is us... You can't really tell in this picture, but we have the same blue eyes and we've gotten more comments about that this year than I think we have out whole lives. People will just say its those eyes! haha and we look a lot alike as well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3018438012969285543-553999680466972701?l=hannahlynn17.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/feeds/553999680466972701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3018438012969285543&amp;postID=553999680466972701' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/553999680466972701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/553999680466972701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/2009/08/first-day-of-school.html' title='First Day of School!'/><author><name>Hannah Lynn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SobnEOP6A9I/AAAAAAAAAek/hlQ8KSFUH3E/s72-c/DSCN1409.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3018438012969285543.post-4025376279975011174</id><published>2009-08-11T10:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T10:06:55.141-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haha just kidding... I think I've read 30 :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3018438012969285543-4025376279975011174?l=hannahlynn17.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/feeds/4025376279975011174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3018438012969285543&amp;postID=4025376279975011174' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/4025376279975011174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/4025376279975011174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/2009/08/haha-just-kidding.html' title=''/><author><name>Hannah Lynn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3018438012969285543.post-8302517584703089318</id><published>2009-08-10T07:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T07:34:55.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'>School.</title><content type='html'>I strongly dislike the sound of that word. Honestly when I was little I loved school (I still do just not for the first month.) As the school year approaches, I just get more and more nervous. I dont know why. Seriously I think I just have issues. I just feel alone sometimes, I know I'm not, but I wish I had a best friend. Like more than anything else in the world. More than anything. So I'm on a quest this year. Not to steal someone's best friend but to gain one. Someone who will always be there for me and frankly just like me for me. So ya. This year is going to be a good one though. I can feel it :) I'm not done shopping yet (big surprise :) and I have a busy day today. Who does that?? But its doing things I love so hey what the heck!! I get to drive to school and play softball so I'm happy :) Well off to get my schedule now, maybe it will make me less nervous!! Loves&lt;br /&gt;Oh an P.S. by the end of the morning, I will have accomplished the reading of 25 books this summer. I know its not much of an accomplishment for me because I love books, but with work and softball its been hard to get the time! I manage none the less and TA DA!  They make me so happy :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3018438012969285543-8302517584703089318?l=hannahlynn17.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/feeds/8302517584703089318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3018438012969285543&amp;postID=8302517584703089318' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/8302517584703089318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/8302517584703089318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/2009/08/school.html' title='School.'/><author><name>Hannah Lynn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3018438012969285543.post-2842881393103355613</id><published>2009-07-31T10:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T10:58:55.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'>UPDATE!</title><content type='html'>slacker 101. That would be me. So this post might be long or it might not depending on how I feel :) I just need to post pictures from my summer happenings. First we went to girls camp. it was absolutely amazing! Then my family had a 2 night weekend getaway to my cabin. Then we went up to utah for a family reunion with my grandma peterson's side and stayed with my mom's sister Lisa. It was such a blast, until I got sick. Which is still sorta am, but it was terrible a few days ago. HORRIBLE. But that's beside the point. If I had more time, I would put up more pictures, but I've got to go to work PRONTO! And I didn't get many pictures of my Wilson cousins in Utah (regret) but ya. I am excited for school to start and start training for my new job on MONDAY! YAHOO! Well here you go... PICTURES:) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SnMsu34iDOI/AAAAAAAAAds/RttJD3yUMY8/s1600-h/4915_119793365900_640510900_3346868_1030013_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SnMsu34iDOI/AAAAAAAAAds/RttJD3yUMY8/s320/4915_119793365900_640510900_3346868_1030013_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364680764915059938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frosting Fight. Yes. I started it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SnMs-LDKoaI/AAAAAAAAAd0/ycuiyoPYhQM/s1600-h/DSC00067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SnMs-LDKoaI/AAAAAAAAAd0/ycuiyoPYhQM/s320/DSC00067.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364681027757973922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my sister!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SnMtzDLBz-I/AAAAAAAAAd8/PxGhVJrjv2E/s1600-h/DSCN0772.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SnMtzDLBz-I/AAAAAAAAAd8/PxGhVJrjv2E/s320/DSCN0772.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364681936176533474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had lots of time, dressed awesomely and made a music video. plus took pictures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SnMuVWQSrII/AAAAAAAAAeE/Gz1JbQ8mKsM/s1600-h/DSCN0884.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SnMuVWQSrII/AAAAAAAAAeE/Gz1JbQ8mKsM/s320/DSCN0884.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364682525414435970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HALF of my just fabulous ward!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SnMvDaU41YI/AAAAAAAAAeM/imFzqdQ8IGo/s1600-h/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SnMvDaU41YI/AAAAAAAAAeM/imFzqdQ8IGo/s320/5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364683316781438338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Self explanitory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SnMv_O1m6aI/AAAAAAAAAeU/_eDGt2wEa54/s1600-h/14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SnMv_O1m6aI/AAAAAAAAAeU/_eDGt2wEa54/s320/14.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364684344489601442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUMMER! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SnMwnxYWN3I/AAAAAAAAAec/llNqRza5d0I/s1600-h/DSCN1314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SnMwnxYWN3I/AAAAAAAAAec/llNqRza5d0I/s320/DSCN1314.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364685040956880754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These guys were at a park we went to. We were laughing SO HARD!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3018438012969285543-2842881393103355613?l=hannahlynn17.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/feeds/2842881393103355613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3018438012969285543&amp;postID=2842881393103355613' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/2842881393103355613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/2842881393103355613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/2009/07/update.html' title='UPDATE!'/><author><name>Hannah Lynn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SnMsu34iDOI/AAAAAAAAAds/RttJD3yUMY8/s72-c/4915_119793365900_640510900_3346868_1030013_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3018438012969285543.post-1789395031891216201</id><published>2009-07-07T08:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T09:19:33.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We pee in our pooL.....</title><content type='html'>So my dad is out of town until friday and gave my mom permission to do some fun stuff with us to help pass the time. So we weighed our options for yesterday and came up with a game plan since i had the day off. We went to walmart and did a little shopping necessary grocery shopping as well as getting movie treats and then headed off to cinemark to see UP. On mondays at cinemark, it is family monday. every showing for a party of 3 or more is 5.50 with a small popcorn for each person. It was awesome! No reaching over for popcorn you just had your own little bag.&lt;br /&gt;Well anyways, the movie is pretty much my new favorite. I had already seen it but didn't want to see any other movie. There are good morals taught, no cussing and it is so good. one of those movies at least for me that makes me laugh out loud and cry :)&lt;br /&gt;After the movie was done, we decided to go to a place down the street called Jump and Shout. It is an indoor jungle gym that has inflatable bouncers as well. 9 dollars for kids walking to 12 and everyone else was free. Plus they have online coupons haha awesome deal. We played hide n seek (my favorite game) and tag. It was really fun.&lt;br /&gt;Then to cool off we decided to go the Tempe Beach Park. It is a little place with water and such. We went for about 25 mintues and then went to Black Bear Diner for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;So here is where it all started... we sit down and it was like the table had a hyper spell or something on it because instantly all of us besides my mom (who didn't find any of it very amusing) were laughing at everything. Some how the conversation of peeing in water came up. I think it was because my mom was refering to the water at the Beach Park. Seth, of course, suddenly said "well who cares? We peee in our pool!" By the way I might add he said it really loud. Right as he said it, our waitress walked by. I don't know if she heard it or not but if she did, she made it look like she hadn't heard a thing. She walked away and I was laughing so hard!! So for the rest of the night (our table was over by the bathroom) everytime someone would walk past I would whisper to Jacob "We pee in our pool" Then Caleb later during dinner started singing the song from Kung Fu Panda (good movie by the way) *Everybody want's Kung Fu fighting... HIE YA* he was singing it loud and with actions as well. My mom vowed to never take us to dinner again, but I think she'll come to her senses. it was really funny.&lt;br /&gt;Then we came home, I showered, and My mom Jacob and I proceded to watch The Bachelorette. This is my all time favorite TV show. It makes me laugh, makes me get very angry and and pretty much is just awesome. By the way, my favorites were Jake and Michael (Jake cus he was amazing, and Michael because he was genuine) and she let both of them go and is a pretty dumb person. Its no wonder she isn't married because she picks the guys who DON'T REALLY LOVE HER. &lt;br /&gt;okay i'm done for now... my next post will be a catch up post with pictures. i promise :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3018438012969285543-1789395031891216201?l=hannahlynn17.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/feeds/1789395031891216201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3018438012969285543&amp;postID=1789395031891216201' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/1789395031891216201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/1789395031891216201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/2009/07/we-pee-in-our-pool.html' title='We pee in our pooL.....'/><author><name>Hannah Lynn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3018438012969285543.post-7315758528739741362</id><published>2009-07-01T21:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T21:41:24.308-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things that are up... this summer.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;- Lifeguarding&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    -making lots of money&lt;br /&gt;    -getting tan... real tan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Softball&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    -met lots of awesome girls&lt;br /&gt;    -gettin down and dirty&lt;br /&gt;    -getting better everyday&lt;br /&gt;    -wish i picthed more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Family&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    -amazing&lt;br /&gt;    -am glad that they are there for me&lt;br /&gt;    -they just plain rock!!&lt;br /&gt;    -I have gotten so much closer to them these past few weeks of summer&lt;br /&gt;    -excited to see more of my extended family this summer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Entertainment&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    -I LOVE taking pictures&lt;br /&gt;    -have read over 10 books this summer&lt;br /&gt;    -watched over 50 movies this summer&lt;br /&gt;    -saw up. extremely fabulous movie. worth seeing in theaters&lt;br /&gt;    -wish i knew how to fix up pictures and just have fun with them.&lt;br /&gt;    -still love the piano but wish i had some cool songs to play&lt;br /&gt;    -going to see wicked in 14 days. i. can't. wait :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Vacations&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    -girls camp. absolutely amazing&lt;br /&gt;    -2 day cabin trip. relaxing.&lt;br /&gt;    -utah trip in 3 weeks. so pumped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Boys&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    -wish they would come around&lt;br /&gt;    -wish they would grow up and not be jerks&lt;br /&gt;    -wish they would mature&lt;br /&gt;    -wish i could just be me around them&lt;br /&gt;    -wish they would look for what's inside and not on the outside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Friends&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    -wish i saw more of them&lt;br /&gt;    -wish all of them were there for me (a few are) and would talk to me even though we can't always hang out&lt;br /&gt;    -i do have some pretty down right awesome friends :)&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well this is just a summary of what's going on in my life, a little bit about how i feel, and yeah... oh ya and by the way. i live on pizza rolls, crushed ice, dessert and whatever i can find in my house :) if anyone ever wants to work out, let me know. i can go in the mornings or sometimes later at night. i need to bad. but basically... right now, forget boys. i love my life :D and if you have any jokes that you think are stupid, please tell me because chances are that i'll find them utterly histerical... they are my favorite! i need a good laugh &lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/Skw5MzXGdQI/AAAAAAAAAdk/FgCwkYhRDMk/s1600-h/DSCN1040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/Skw5MzXGdQI/AAAAAAAAAdk/FgCwkYhRDMk/s320/DSCN1040.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353716949144990978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family. this picture says it all. I love them :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3018438012969285543-7315758528739741362?l=hannahlynn17.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/feeds/7315758528739741362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3018438012969285543&amp;postID=7315758528739741362' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/7315758528739741362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/7315758528739741362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/2009/07/things-that-are-up.html' title='Things that are up... this summer.'/><author><name>Hannah Lynn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/Skw5MzXGdQI/AAAAAAAAAdk/FgCwkYhRDMk/s72-c/DSCN1040.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3018438012969285543.post-4871664586478498665</id><published>2009-06-22T07:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T09:32:58.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'>40 reasons I love my dad... and its not even them all.</title><content type='html'>I know its a day late, and a lot of reasons. I just had to do it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you daddy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/Sj-gs_jKRYI/AAAAAAAAAbs/Pw6zkkfffFw/s1600-h/Shawn+1968021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/Sj-gs_jKRYI/AAAAAAAAAbs/Pw6zkkfffFw/s320/Shawn+1968021.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350171577173034370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I love my dad because he loves me.&lt;br /&gt;2. I love him because he is worthy enough to hold the priesthood. He is always willing to give me a blessing no matter the reason or the time.&lt;br /&gt;3. I love how he doesn't get mad at me when I drive.&lt;br /&gt;4. I love that he baptized me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/Sj-cGSHtujI/AAAAAAAAAbc/epQp4XRAPEc/s1600-h/Hannah%27s+baptism.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/Sj-cGSHtujI/AAAAAAAAAbc/epQp4XRAPEc/s320/Hannah%27s+baptism.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350166514096781874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I love that he thinks he is SO cool :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/Sj-fhhT7iLI/AAAAAAAAAbk/RtKHC44Y4P4/s1600-h/Dad%27s+37th+Birthday+7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/Sj-fhhT7iLI/AAAAAAAAAbk/RtKHC44Y4P4/s320/Dad%27s+37th+Birthday+7.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350170280565901490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I love how no matter what happens, he always makes time for scripture study. Even if its at 6:30 am in the summer... &lt;br /&gt;7. I love how he still will tuck me in at night.&lt;br /&gt;8. I love that he is a seminary teacher.&lt;br /&gt;9. I love that he is there for all of my birthdays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/Sj-g6y3PZ1I/AAAAAAAAAb0/GWoA8-v2VNc/s1600-h/Hannah%27s+14th+Birthday+7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/Sj-g6y3PZ1I/AAAAAAAAAb0/GWoA8-v2VNc/s320/Hannah%27s+14th+Birthday+7.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350171814285764434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. I love that he will do anything to make me happy.&lt;br /&gt;11. I love how even if he can't be there to my games, he still finds a way to make it and is there to support me.&lt;br /&gt;12. I love how I can't be mad at him for more than 5 minutes. &lt;br /&gt;13. I love how he sends me emails... just because and signs them with I love you... Daddy.&lt;br /&gt;14. He is my hero! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/Sj-hwkHDlBI/AAAAAAAAAb8/FWjE0iwyJlA/s1600-h/DSCI7772.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 280px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/Sj-hwkHDlBI/AAAAAAAAAb8/FWjE0iwyJlA/s320/DSCI7772.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350172738038502418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. I love how he always reminds me that he loves me.&lt;br /&gt;16. I love how no matter what I do or how bad I do it, he still loves me just the same.&lt;br /&gt;17. I love how he encourages me to be a better person.&lt;br /&gt;18. I love how he loves sports.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/Sj-kfj-IXOI/AAAAAAAAAck/LmB1jUpEbz8/s1600-h/Shawn+A.K.A+Seth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 228px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/Sj-kfj-IXOI/AAAAAAAAAck/LmB1jUpEbz8/s320/Shawn+A.K.A+Seth.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350175744478174434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. I love how he'll explain to me how things are done.&lt;br /&gt;20. I love how he teases me and isn't afraid to go at it even though he knows i'll kick his trash haha&lt;br /&gt;21. I love that he will fight for anything... as long and it helps me be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/Sj-uwoTdt3I/AAAAAAAAAdE/KIGhWMCI_hs/s1600-h/IMG_4223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/Sj-uwoTdt3I/AAAAAAAAAdE/KIGhWMCI_hs/s320/IMG_4223.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350187032815449970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. I love how he gives me different ways to look at pitching so that it will make more sense to me. We think a lot a like.&lt;br /&gt;23. I love how we are so much a like.&lt;br /&gt;24. I love how he likes to crack jokes, and how he thinks he's funny.. okay he is pretty funny! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/Sj-lVtZM4sI/AAAAAAAAAcs/CGT-R-9cgd0/s1600-h/The+Peterson+Snowman.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/Sj-lVtZM4sI/AAAAAAAAAcs/CGT-R-9cgd0/s320/The+Peterson+Snowman.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350176674720572098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. I love how if I'm having a bad day, he'll be willing to talk to me about it and doesn't interupt... usually&lt;br /&gt;26. I love how he is so protective of me and will hurt any boy that hurts me :D&lt;br /&gt;27. I love how he just knows the right time to do things.&lt;br /&gt;28. I love how he lets me still call him... Daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/Sj-ivYfYfEI/AAAAAAAAAcE/nh4OJaq7Wq0/s1600-h/DSCI7741.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/Sj-ivYfYfEI/AAAAAAAAAcE/nh4OJaq7Wq0/s320/DSCI7741.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350173817251068994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. If for some reason he can't make it to a game, he'll be sure to text me or call me and say good luck you can do it. remember these things and I love you.&lt;br /&gt;30. I love that he loves my mom with so much and with everything he has. He has told me that he doesn't know how he could survive if she ever died before he did...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/Sj-uNYrfoSI/AAAAAAAAAc8/pPas_f8op8Y/s1600-h/Mom+%26+Dad+4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/Sj-uNYrfoSI/AAAAAAAAAc8/pPas_f8op8Y/s320/Mom+%26+Dad+4.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350186427325849890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. I love that he always loves to go on big family trips... (Carlsbad Caverns New Mexico)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/Sj-mm3EC1QI/AAAAAAAAAc0/IX2dypTRqko/s1600-h/Carlsbad+Caverns.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/Sj-mm3EC1QI/AAAAAAAAAc0/IX2dypTRqko/s320/Carlsbad+Caverns.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350178068885591298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. I love how he thinks he is bomb status at the piano. :)&lt;br /&gt;33. I love how he makes fun of my low pain tolerance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. I love how he is always there for me, and teaches me important lessons.&lt;br /&gt;35. I love how he still dresses up for Halloween... like i said. he thinks he's funny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/Sj-jCzUpOJI/AAAAAAAAAcM/gzLHkryr5WY/s1600-h/Referee+and+Umpire.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 282px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/Sj-jCzUpOJI/AAAAAAAAAcM/gzLHkryr5WY/s320/Referee+and+Umpire.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350174150871300242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. I love how when he gets a call that I've broken my toe, the first thing he does is laughs when he sees me. &lt;br /&gt;37. I love how he has a strong testimony of Jesus Christ and of the gospel.&lt;br /&gt;38. I love that even though he knows the scriptures forwards and backwards if I ask him a question, he still makes me look it up for myself.&lt;br /&gt;39. I love how he loves to sleep, and will do anything to get it. Even if its while he's fixing the kitchen sink. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/Sj-kGqho8LI/AAAAAAAAAcc/XgdGl-CttLM/s1600-h/Shawn+asleep+on+the+job.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/Sj-kGqho8LI/AAAAAAAAAcc/XgdGl-CttLM/s320/Shawn+asleep+on+the+job.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350175316740993202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. I love how he loves our family so much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/Sj-w5fo7SKI/AAAAAAAAAdU/mzB_wQZnTtk/s1600-h/Family+photo+7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 227px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/Sj-w5fo7SKI/AAAAAAAAAdU/mzB_wQZnTtk/s320/Family+photo+7.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350189384131627170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my dad more than words can say. I definitely did not list all of the things I love about him. He is the most amazing dad, and he is the best one in the whole world. I love him with all my heart! Happy late Father's Day Daddy! I love you :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3018438012969285543-4871664586478498665?l=hannahlynn17.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/feeds/4871664586478498665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3018438012969285543&amp;postID=4871664586478498665' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/4871664586478498665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/4871664586478498665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/2009/06/40-reasons-i-love-my-dad-and-its-not.html' title='40 reasons I love my dad... and its not even them all.'/><author><name>Hannah Lynn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/Sj-gs_jKRYI/AAAAAAAAAbs/Pw6zkkfffFw/s72-c/Shawn+1968021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3018438012969285543.post-268631655310035524</id><published>2009-06-02T11:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T11:50:31.441-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quickie...</title><content type='html'>Ok so the books that I would definitely recommend under my summer readings have stars by them! I've got to get ready for work I'll hopefully post a good one later :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3018438012969285543-268631655310035524?l=hannahlynn17.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/feeds/268631655310035524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3018438012969285543&amp;postID=268631655310035524' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/268631655310035524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/268631655310035524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/2009/06/quickie.html' title='Quickie...'/><author><name>Hannah Lynn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3018438012969285543.post-2178356970373836603</id><published>2009-05-31T15:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T08:08:53.768-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Emre...</title><content type='html'>My dear almost big brother Emre left this morning to go back to Turkey. He was a foreign exchange student had been staying with a family in our ward for this past semester. He was such a genuine person who could make anyone laugh. He always teased me and made me feel important about myself. He better keep his promise and be back here for Thanksgiving! haha &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SiMIwciJ1tI/AAAAAAAAAbE/c2iIyhr85JE/s1600-h/DSCN0682.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SiMIwciJ1tI/AAAAAAAAAbE/c2iIyhr85JE/s320/DSCN0682.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342123211377727186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/Sifjabp9v3I/AAAAAAAAAbU/Io5QKSKH3Iw/s1600-h/DSCN0681.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/Sifjabp9v3I/AAAAAAAAAbU/Io5QKSKH3Iw/s320/DSCN0681.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343489526138257266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3018438012969285543-2178356970373836603?l=hannahlynn17.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/feeds/2178356970373836603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3018438012969285543&amp;postID=2178356970373836603' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/2178356970373836603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/2178356970373836603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/2009/05/emre.html' title='Emre...'/><author><name>Hannah Lynn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SiMIwciJ1tI/AAAAAAAAAbE/c2iIyhr85JE/s72-c/DSCN0682.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3018438012969285543.post-7307018240376126943</id><published>2009-05-25T17:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T17:26:12.238-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Favorite FotoS</title><content type='html'>I am going to start something new... just something to help keep me sane during my way busy summer! I am going to take pictures of every event i attend including work and such.... Today I captured my new favorite FOto. In attempts to getting better at taking pictures, i am going to try to surpass my favorite foto. as of now... here it is. My adorable sister Leah. this picture tells all. I will post it on the side of my blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3018438012969285543-7307018240376126943?l=hannahlynn17.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/feeds/7307018240376126943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3018438012969285543&amp;postID=7307018240376126943' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/7307018240376126943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/7307018240376126943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/2009/05/favorite-fotos.html' title='Favorite FotoS'/><author><name>Hannah Lynn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3018438012969285543.post-3519765080209414380</id><published>2009-05-24T22:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T22:09:54.874-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reading...</title><content type='html'>I. Hannah. Peterson. absolutely. love. to. read. I have since i was little and would put down just about anything to read a good book. I honestly need suggestions though. i have read 4 books so far this summer and one was bad so i need good suggestions (really 4 books in 3 days... i'm amazing!) haha no i just broke my toe so i have been stuck to the couch :) well i'll be posting a list of books i liked and recommend here on my blog. please let me know! loves :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3018438012969285543-3519765080209414380?l=hannahlynn17.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/feeds/3519765080209414380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3018438012969285543&amp;postID=3519765080209414380' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/3519765080209414380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/3519765080209414380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/2009/05/reading.html' title='Reading...'/><author><name>Hannah Lynn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3018438012969285543.post-2156288316412257520</id><published>2009-05-21T11:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T13:43:36.849-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Week of School...</title><content type='html'>Just because i can this post is going to have quite a few pictures and random tid bits. &lt;br /&gt;first of all... HAPPY BIRTHDAY CALEB! my baby brother is 3 today. I love this kid to death... he loves me too :P he makes me laugh when i'm having a bad day and loves to cuddle which just makes me happy! he honestly is the smartest boy i know... next einstein here we come. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/ShW7h7VFutI/AAAAAAAAAak/jzPG_Y44v_8/s1600-h/DSCI2621.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/ShW7h7VFutI/AAAAAAAAAak/jzPG_Y44v_8/s320/DSCI2621.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338379124853816018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well this week started out good! &lt;br /&gt;i did awesome status on my english final,&lt;br /&gt;pretty good on my chemistry final considering that even the smartest kids thought it was horrible so i am pleasantly surprised&lt;br /&gt;and did not so well on my math final. &lt;br /&gt;but i managed to leave sophomore year behind with only one b! YAY! i am also leaving behind tears, memories, more tears and great experiences. &lt;br /&gt;as of midnight i will officially be a... JUNIOR! hollar i am so excited.&lt;br /&gt;we get to sing at graduation tonight. *secretly i hope it rains* i love rain.&lt;br /&gt;my junior year is going to be packed full with loads of school work, more softball, more memories and hopefully lotsa dates :) &lt;br /&gt;i really want to be at the beach right now. &lt;br /&gt;my cousin and best friend since birth summer graduated last night... i fought the tears and managed not to cry (i was shocked myself) she is stunning and i think family parties are going to be boring now! haha jk now i'll just be the one teased, DANG. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/ShW8F2s411I/AAAAAAAAAas/awwWT9ykpnI/s1600-h/DSCN0555.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/ShW8F2s411I/AAAAAAAAAas/awwWT9ykpnI/s320/DSCN0555.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338379742086747986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i didn't even have to go to school today because i rock. haha jk i just didn't have any classes today whoop de doo!&lt;br /&gt;i am very glad that school part of school is over but am going to miss the social part.. oh well. &lt;br /&gt;i'm going to get my license within the next week. then i will have freedom! oh wait i don't have a car. dag nabbit&lt;br /&gt;i'm waiting to here back from a job and maybe two. club softball is amazing i love the girls and coaches. we aren't the best but we still laugh and i'm glad. mean people aren't fun :)&lt;br /&gt;And now for some of my dearest friends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/ShW4XJgka7I/AAAAAAAAAac/jLM6WyZI4wg/s1600-h/RSCN0538.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/ShW4XJgka7I/AAAAAAAAAac/jLM6WyZI4wg/s320/RSCN0538.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338375641146616754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stephanie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/ShW4W7984tI/AAAAAAAAAaU/QGmU6qSv1eU/s1600-h/RSCN0537.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 232px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/ShW4W7984tI/AAAAAAAAAaU/QGmU6qSv1eU/s320/RSCN0537.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338375637511758546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Korbyn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/ShW4WuEBmGI/AAAAAAAAAaM/xDFS81iXJkM/s1600-h/RSCN0522.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/ShW4WuEBmGI/AAAAAAAAAaM/xDFS81iXJkM/s320/RSCN0522.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338375633779136610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/ShW4WW5P1lI/AAAAAAAAAaE/nyPDxCQKvEQ/s1600-h/DSCN0508.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 286px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/ShW4WW5P1lI/AAAAAAAAAaE/nyPDxCQKvEQ/s320/DSCN0508.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338375627559917138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Staci&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/ShW2mlW13BI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/smmkss_RzCY/s1600-h/DSCN0507.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/ShW2mlW13BI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/smmkss_RzCY/s320/DSCN0507.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338373707296791570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jordan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/ShW2mMQUVVI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/5Zm556m2NXY/s1600-h/DSCN0506.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/ShW2mMQUVVI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/5Zm556m2NXY/s320/DSCN0506.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338373700558542162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/ShW2l_K86mI/AAAAAAAAAZs/5D1BOL16Iyc/s1600-h/DSCN0495.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 247px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/ShW2l_K86mI/AAAAAAAAAZs/5D1BOL16Iyc/s320/DSCN0495.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338373697046375010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jessica&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/ShW04gk0YvI/AAAAAAAAAZE/5x67eOWBtTI/s1600-h/DSCN0487.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/ShW04gk0YvI/AAAAAAAAAZE/5x67eOWBtTI/s320/DSCN0487.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338371816227627762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kairleigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/ShW05TPCWpI/AAAAAAAAAZU/eB0iXAHgl70/s1600-h/DSCN0491.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 270px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/ShW05TPCWpI/AAAAAAAAAZU/eB0iXAHgl70/s320/DSCN0491.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338371829826476690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Julie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/ShW042k5n0I/AAAAAAAAAZM/u318m36f9JM/s1600-h/DSCN0490.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 261px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/ShW042k5n0I/AAAAAAAAAZM/u318m36f9JM/s320/DSCN0490.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338371822133550914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sammy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/ShW04ZJyEdI/AAAAAAAAAY8/gQTi_mDOJN8/s1600-h/DSCN0486.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 247px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/ShW04ZJyEdI/AAAAAAAAAY8/gQTi_mDOJN8/s320/DSCN0486.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338371814235181522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Susannah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/ShW04H_MZcI/AAAAAAAAAY0/9eob4fUXZhs/s1600-h/DSCN0479.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 290px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/ShW04H_MZcI/AAAAAAAAAY0/9eob4fUXZhs/s320/DSCN0479.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338371809627366850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3018438012969285543-2156288316412257520?l=hannahlynn17.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/feeds/2156288316412257520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3018438012969285543&amp;postID=2156288316412257520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/2156288316412257520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/2156288316412257520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/2009/05/last-week-of-school.html' title='Last Week of School...'/><author><name>Hannah Lynn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/ShW7h7VFutI/AAAAAAAAAak/jzPG_Y44v_8/s72-c/DSCI2621.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3018438012969285543.post-6022816977026618148</id><published>2009-05-09T15:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T16:10:05.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No Photo Folks.</title><content type='html'>Lots of good news though well sorta haha. :D&lt;br /&gt;I got the duet that I wanted in our up coming choir concert (Monday 7:30 in case anyone is interested).. &lt;br /&gt;I made a club softball team today and the coaches are nice!  HALLELUJAH! &lt;br /&gt;On a not so good note, I pulled a "I honestly didn't know" stupid yesterday. So I didn't know that the same day that I got my paperwork for lifeguarding that I would also be getting a drug test. I ate a poppyseed muffin for breakfast yesterday not even thinking about it and then realized it last night. :O So i feel like the dumbest person alive. I emailed my possible future "boss" and told him that i was a stupid person haha so I guess we'll just have to see what happens.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3018438012969285543-6022816977026618148?l=hannahlynn17.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/feeds/6022816977026618148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3018438012969285543&amp;postID=6022816977026618148' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/6022816977026618148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/6022816977026618148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/2009/05/no-photo-folks.html' title='No Photo Folks.'/><author><name>Hannah Lynn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3018438012969285543.post-4942911962632903700</id><published>2009-04-30T19:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T21:02:38.681-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lamest Blogger Around!</title><content type='html'>I know I know... I AM LAME! But I've been busy :) i promise. So to sum up my life in the past couple of weeks, its been pretty rough. lots of struggles and tears but its all part of life. &lt;br /&gt;I've fought hard to stay optimistic the best that i could because thats all i could do while i waited for life to become fully happy again. Life tends to throw curve balls that you don't expect in the least bit. Some of them are nasty, but some of them you've got :P &lt;br /&gt;You'll come across some people you don't like, but you've got to try hard to like them. people will be mean to you, people that you love and trusted... &lt;br /&gt;You will meet fabulous people who become dear to the heart. &lt;br /&gt;Cherish everything while you've got it. Even amidst all of these curve balls, there is your best pitch! The laughs, giggles and memories! &lt;br /&gt;Well I think my life is good for now! Softball is done, so my stress levels have sunken way low, Thank you apple trees! Now i have free time until i start up two softball teams this summer and hopefully a wicked awesome paying lifeguard job! &lt;br /&gt;But for now, I'm just crazy ME working on starting a 4 page research paper that's due monday... I've got 3 sentences, yes i am a scary procrastinator! Gotta love it haha I discovered yesterday in me some fast pick up dance moves genes... :) HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/Sfp0FmHgkBI/AAAAAAAAAYM/nB4u3Cgd3_o/s1600-h/n507892502_1743635_2999494.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/Sfp0FmHgkBI/AAAAAAAAAYM/nB4u3Cgd3_o/s320/n507892502_1743635_2999494.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330700748426612754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My most favorite picture ever in my life so far! Me and my new best friend Jordan! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3018438012969285543-4942911962632903700?l=hannahlynn17.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/feeds/4942911962632903700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3018438012969285543&amp;postID=4942911962632903700' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/4942911962632903700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/4942911962632903700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/2009/04/lamest-blogger-around.html' title='Lamest Blogger Around!'/><author><name>Hannah Lynn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/Sfp0FmHgkBI/AAAAAAAAAYM/nB4u3Cgd3_o/s72-c/n507892502_1743635_2999494.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3018438012969285543.post-6103631751928657336</id><published>2009-03-13T17:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T17:01:00.245-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Honor Choir!</title><content type='html'>I did it! I made Honor Choir! It feels great :) Well I'm off to California.. all of you crazy people enjoy spring break!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3018438012969285543-6103631751928657336?l=hannahlynn17.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/feeds/6103631751928657336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3018438012969285543&amp;postID=6103631751928657336' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/6103631751928657336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/6103631751928657336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/2009/03/honor-choir.html' title='Honor Choir!'/><author><name>Hannah Lynn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3018438012969285543.post-1953415447078794962</id><published>2009-03-12T18:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T19:07:24.552-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lots of stuff!</title><content type='html'>So I haven't posted in a while but that's because I've been super busy! I made varsity softball as a pitcher! I love it and it is absolutely amazing! I turned 16 on the 17th of February and it was awesome! I went on my first date with my dad on my birthday. He took me out to dinner and bought me a camera! It was the best! The next weekend I went on a date with my best friend Nick Willis. We doubled with his cousin Thomas and his date Jordan. We hiked up to the wind caves and had Ned's Crazy Sub at the top! We watched the sunset and it was pretty much an awesome "first date!" Then just this last weekend was Sadies! Our theme was Safari Sadies and it was pretty sweet! I went with Nick, and there were 9 couples in our group! Once I get the group picture, I'll post it. We didn't get couples pictures at the dance, but I did happen to get one :) Saturday morning early in the morning, I'm leaving to go to California with my best friend Whitney and her mom! We are staying in a hotel that's right on the beach! I've only been to the beach once in my life and it was at dusk so I am pumped! We are going to go jet skiing and I can't wait! I'll post pictures of that when we get back! But for now I hope everyone has a wicked spring break! &lt;br /&gt;P.S. I find out tomorrow if i made Honor Choir! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SbnBRLL2dOI/AAAAAAAAAYE/bmM9sGCHsxI/s1600-h/DSCN0133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SbnBRLL2dOI/AAAAAAAAAYE/bmM9sGCHsxI/s320/DSCN0133.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312489736264643810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3018438012969285543-1953415447078794962?l=hannahlynn17.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/feeds/1953415447078794962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3018438012969285543&amp;postID=1953415447078794962' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/1953415447078794962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/1953415447078794962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/2009/03/lots-of-stuff.html' title='Lots of stuff!'/><author><name>Hannah Lynn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SbnBRLL2dOI/AAAAAAAAAYE/bmM9sGCHsxI/s72-c/DSCN0133.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3018438012969285543.post-5460897536211209711</id><published>2009-02-16T16:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T17:04:41.426-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Surprise Bday Party!</title><content type='html'>So my birthday is tomorrow and since there was no school today my mom said I could have a party today. So we planned for this afternoon after softball and lunch with my grandparents. Last night my cousin Summer spent the night and we slept down in the TV basement. Somehow it turned out that I was in for a big surprise... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning at about 7, I suddenly hear this stampede coming down my stairs. The lights flick on, a camera flashes, and I hear about a million Happy Birthdays. I look up into the faces of my friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I screamed and crawled as far as I could under the covers. I look HORRID in the morning. My hair was everywhere, my breath smelled, and I had no make up on! Once I got control of myself, I realized they were going to have to see me sometime. So I sat up, and was just praying I wouldn't scare anybody away, especially the guy I like! We talked for a while, and then I needed to excuse myself for a 30 second look over. So I run to the bathroom, brush my teeth, and took care of some other things and went to rejoin my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had french toast, played a game and then it was time for embarrassing stories to be told about me... :( that was fun ha ha ha (can you sense the sarcasm?) haha Even though I looked lovely, I enjoyed every minute of it! I wish it would have gone longer, but I had to get to softball! Thank you to all of my friends and to my family for surprising me! It was awesome, and my 16th bday is one I don't think I will forget! I love you all and will post more pictures of this adventure when we get them on the computer... for now, you get me under my covers! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SZoMK5ug7zI/AAAAAAAAAXw/G0rVnmto3VA/s1600-h/IMG_8355.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SZoMK5ug7zI/AAAAAAAAAXw/G0rVnmto3VA/s320/IMG_8355.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303564892616322866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3018438012969285543-5460897536211209711?l=hannahlynn17.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/feeds/5460897536211209711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3018438012969285543&amp;postID=5460897536211209711' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/5460897536211209711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/5460897536211209711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/2009/02/surprise-bday-party.html' title='Surprise Bday Party!'/><author><name>Hannah Lynn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SZoMK5ug7zI/AAAAAAAAAXw/G0rVnmto3VA/s72-c/IMG_8355.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3018438012969285543.post-6301845680851836836</id><published>2009-02-14T10:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T10:31:44.366-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Softball Season Has Begun!</title><content type='html'>Haven't heard from me or seen me lately? It is because I am getting bloody and dirty every day after school! Yes, softball one of the many loves of my life. It is kinda like a love hate relationship for me. I hate coming home everyday and being exhausted, but I love every minute of it! I hate being sore, but its getting me in shape and making it so as my coach says it, I'll look good in a bikini! I don't wear them, but you get the picture I hope! I am a pitcher and can't wait to find out wether I'll be pitching JV or Varsity! I'll be sure to let you know though! I already have gotten hit with a ball twice, and flipped at home my my catcher! Its awesome! SOFTBALL ROCKS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3018438012969285543-6301845680851836836?l=hannahlynn17.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/feeds/6301845680851836836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3018438012969285543&amp;postID=6301845680851836836' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/6301845680851836836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/6301845680851836836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/2009/02/softball-season-has-begun.html' title='Softball Season Has Begun!'/><author><name>Hannah Lynn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3018438012969285543.post-7446187029782473965</id><published>2009-01-11T20:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T20:42:22.088-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas and New Years</title><content type='html'>Ok so Christmas this year was way cool! I got a phone from Santa! It pretty much is awesome and I think its hilarious when my parents text me! haha I loved getting to see all of my extended family and getting to hang out with my family over the break! My camera is retarded and so we didn't get many good pictures! For New Years, our stake hosted a Tri-Stake Dance. I had a blast at the dance and then afterwards we went to a "breakfast" at a friends house! I had ice cream and a cinnamon roll! School started back up (ugh!) but its not that bad! Softball is kickin off and I am so excited! This weekend I hung out with some of my closest friends and We just chilled and walked down main street! It was a blast I had fun the whole time! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SWrG8sIC7oI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ncQ5WnJOLyw/s1600-h/DSCI7743.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SWrG8sIC7oI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ncQ5WnJOLyw/s320/DSCI7743.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290259458239426178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Us and our new pillows on Christmas Eve!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SWrHwCF1IRI/AAAAAAAAAXM/Jvoxfg_cZWo/s1600-h/DSC01804.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SWrHwCF1IRI/AAAAAAAAAXM/Jvoxfg_cZWo/s320/DSC01804.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290260340309041426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stephanie, Song I, Haley, Katie, Whitney, Nick, Me, Riley, and Emre&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3018438012969285543-7446187029782473965?l=hannahlynn17.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/feeds/7446187029782473965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3018438012969285543&amp;postID=7446187029782473965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/7446187029782473965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/7446187029782473965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/2009/01/christmas-and-new-years.html' title='Christmas and New Years'/><author><name>Hannah Lynn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SWrG8sIC7oI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ncQ5WnJOLyw/s72-c/DSCI7743.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3018438012969285543.post-8157024980028983103</id><published>2008-12-21T21:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T21:21:14.881-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Family</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SU8jtXf1BgI/AAAAAAAAAW4/uaycT5GQOUs/s1600-h/Family+photo+7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 227px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SU8jtXf1BgI/AAAAAAAAAW4/uaycT5GQOUs/s320/Family+photo+7.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282480150237480450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my family! They are the best and I couldn't have asked for a better one. Even if I am mean to one of my siblings, they are so quick to turn around and be nice back. &lt;br /&gt;Jacob is always there for me and understands if I'm having a hard day. He is very protective of me and is ready to mess with any guy who is rude to me (including other brothers! haha) Rebekah is an angel. She always wants to be with me, do things just like me, and just be my friend and I love her for it! I'm glad we are about the same size, cus we can share clothes! Leah is Leah. She just strives for perfection and is such a big helper. She usually does just what I ask her without complaint. Seth is a ball of energy. He just wants attention and will do anything to get it. He loves to wrestle and say that he beats me (which he never does... I &lt;em&gt;always&lt;/em&gt; win!) Caleb is the cutest thing in the world! He is so sweet and loves to have fun. I love it when he comes to me and says "Hannah I snuggles with you?" &lt;br /&gt;My parents are the best. I can honestly talk with my dad about sports for hours on end. He is very protective of me also (and I've learned to get used to it). He always teases me and helps me see the bright side of things. My mom is the best. She never complains aobut anything. She is so helpful with my great-grandma and talks to me about lots of things. I'm glad I can talk to both of my parents about things. I am very excited that I get the next 2 weeks to just chill here at home and create memories!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3018438012969285543-8157024980028983103?l=hannahlynn17.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/feeds/8157024980028983103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3018438012969285543&amp;postID=8157024980028983103' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/8157024980028983103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/8157024980028983103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-family.html' title='My Family'/><author><name>Hannah Lynn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SU8jtXf1BgI/AAAAAAAAAW4/uaycT5GQOUs/s72-c/Family+photo+7.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3018438012969285543.post-1127420210245973586</id><published>2008-11-26T16:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T16:36:55.919-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Adorable 2-year-old brother..</title><content type='html'>Sorry about the 2 posts in one day but this was a classic. Caleb was playing outside in the rain and he picked a lemon and a tangerine off of our trees. He brought them into me and said "Here Hannah, here are 2 lemons for you." I said "Caleb those both aren't lemons." I pointed to the tangerine and asked "What's this one called?" He sincerely answered, "It is a little round orange lemon!" It was so cute I just had to laugh! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SS3raU0De6I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/HFCfT1RHOQ4/s1600-h/DSCI2621.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SS3raU0De6I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/HFCfT1RHOQ4/s320/DSCI2621.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273129576216886178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cutest little boy in the world!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3018438012969285543-1127420210245973586?l=hannahlynn17.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/feeds/1127420210245973586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3018438012969285543&amp;postID=1127420210245973586' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/1127420210245973586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/1127420210245973586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-adorable-2-year-old-brother.html' title='My Adorable 2-year-old brother..'/><author><name>Hannah Lynn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SS3raU0De6I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/HFCfT1RHOQ4/s72-c/DSCI2621.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3018438012969285543.post-8423139818363582909</id><published>2008-11-26T16:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T16:28:23.001-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its Raining!</title><content type='html'>Ok definitely the highlight of my day! Its totally raining on Mesa Arizona! And its cold! Who'da thunk in the middle of November it would be cold, raining and I could get a picture of a rainbow... all in one day??  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SS3pa8P2l2I/AAAAAAAAAUI/ZhWasjI5IN0/s1600-h/DSCI7762.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SS3pa8P2l2I/AAAAAAAAAUI/ZhWasjI5IN0/s320/DSCI7762.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273127387779209058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rain! Real Rain! It's AWESOME! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SS3o0OI03VI/AAAAAAAAAUA/BwmzpNxNxEY/s1600-h/DSCI7754.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SS3o0OI03VI/AAAAAAAAAUA/BwmzpNxNxEY/s320/DSCI7754.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273126722566675794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't seen a complete ground-to-ground rainbow in forever! SO cool!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3018438012969285543-8423139818363582909?l=hannahlynn17.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/feeds/8423139818363582909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3018438012969285543&amp;postID=8423139818363582909' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/8423139818363582909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/8423139818363582909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/2008/11/its-raining.html' title='Its Raining!'/><author><name>Hannah Lynn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SS3pa8P2l2I/AAAAAAAAAUI/ZhWasjI5IN0/s72-c/DSCI7762.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3018438012969285543.post-4328533158219381451</id><published>2008-11-11T08:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T08:30:39.389-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Thankful Post</title><content type='html'>I just thought I'd take a minute to thank everyone for all they do for me! I don't have any complaints about life right now and I'm lovin it! Thanks so much! Here is a list of things I am grateful for. They are in no particular order and I don’t have enough space to write them all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; My family – Couldn’t have asked for a better one!&lt;br /&gt; My Crazy Friends – Always there for me no matter what the situation!&lt;br /&gt; My leaders and elders – Help me know what to do&lt;br /&gt; Piano – Don’t know how I could live without it! &lt;br /&gt; Nature – It’s amazing... so beautiful&lt;br /&gt; Rain – It’s my favorite and I wished it rained all the time!&lt;br /&gt; My bed – I never want to get out of it! &lt;br /&gt; Sports – some entertainment and competition, excitement and honor! &lt;br /&gt; Food – ENOUGH SAID! &lt;br /&gt; Sisters – Drama stinks but makes life not boring, fun to be with! &lt;br /&gt; Brothers – which are the best and 2 of which are not taller than me, yet! &lt;br /&gt; Agency – Freedom to choose right from wrong&lt;br /&gt; Knowledge – that I will live forever.......&lt;br /&gt; Books – To take away my worries and put me in another world&lt;br /&gt; Temples – So I will be able to be married to my Prince Charming forever!&lt;br /&gt; My Parents – they try to do what’s best for me and so far its working out just fine! &lt;br /&gt; Socks – to keep my toes warm&lt;br /&gt; Toes – I love my toes!&lt;br /&gt; Cameras – to capture memories that will last a lifetime.  &lt;br /&gt; Music – variety and another source of entertainment&lt;br /&gt; Laughter – Life would be boring without it and I would be a miserable person!&lt;br /&gt; Tears – so you can get it all off your shoulders! &lt;br /&gt; Swings – I feel like I’m flying!&lt;br /&gt; Dreams and Hopes – I over think lots of stuff and come up with different ways I would like for things to happen, some of which may never, but I can always hope!&lt;br /&gt; Most of all... My Savior – He is my best friend. He helps me through everything and I know I can always go to him. He always lets me know that everything will be okay. I don’t know how I can express my thanks to him in words. I can’t wait for the day when I can hug him and tell him “Thank You and I Love You!” He died for me personally so that I can live with him again. I will be eternally grateful!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3018438012969285543-4328533158219381451?l=hannahlynn17.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/feeds/4328533158219381451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3018438012969285543&amp;postID=4328533158219381451' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/4328533158219381451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/4328533158219381451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/2008/11/thankful-post.html' title='A Thankful Post'/><author><name>Hannah Lynn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3018438012969285543.post-5236975139260616685</id><published>2008-11-11T07:54:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T08:03:52.587-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Volleyball is Over!</title><content type='html'>My 2008-2009 season of volleyball is over! I have mixed emotions about it but am really going to miss playing in games. Overall it was a great season, and we did a whole lot better than we did last year! I am now focusing on softball (what I enjoy most) and I am seeing a pitching coach. He said I had lots of potential, the build of a pitcher, and he was surprised at how fast I had picked it up! I was about ready to pass out when he said that! I'd never played softball before last season and so had never really done it but wanted to give it a try! My goal is to pitch on varsity in the spring! I'm crossing my fingers and practicing so much! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SRmsvnFqKaI/AAAAAAAAATY/Zj8XNJg4dxI/s1600-h/Hannah+Volleyball+08-09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 234px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SRmsvnFqKaI/AAAAAAAAATY/Zj8XNJg4dxI/s320/Hannah+Volleyball+08-09.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267431173133052322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Jv Volleyball Picture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SRmsmLjxz0I/AAAAAAAAATQ/hcmfZClk6Eg/s1600-h/Hannah%27s+Pics.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 251px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SRmsmLjxz0I/AAAAAAAAATQ/hcmfZClk6Eg/s320/Hannah%27s+Pics.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267431011124367170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My JV Volleyball team!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3018438012969285543-5236975139260616685?l=hannahlynn17.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/feeds/5236975139260616685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3018438012969285543&amp;postID=5236975139260616685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/5236975139260616685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/5236975139260616685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/2008/11/volleyball-is-over.html' title='Volleyball is Over!'/><author><name>Hannah Lynn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SRmsvnFqKaI/AAAAAAAAATY/Zj8XNJg4dxI/s72-c/Hannah+Volleyball+08-09.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3018438012969285543.post-1385829174921326799</id><published>2008-11-01T17:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T17:24:55.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy Hair Day!</title><content type='html'>This week at my school was Homecoming Week. Each day they had a different theme and on Wednesday it was Crazy Hair Day! At lunch we went crazy and I had 4 people ratting my hair and making it even bigger than my mom had done it that morning. We took tons of pictures and had a blast! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SQzy4XC6SII/AAAAAAAAATI/CMfzgUXD53Y/s1600-h/DSCI7739.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SQzy4XC6SII/AAAAAAAAATI/CMfzgUXD53Y/s320/DSCI7739.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263849114562087042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Crazy Crew! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SQzyG2fZ3kI/AAAAAAAAATA/qtJv7kXiXKs/s1600-h/DSCI7738.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SQzyG2fZ3kI/AAAAAAAAATA/qtJv7kXiXKs/s320/DSCI7738.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263848264009637442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Crazy Crew Again!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SQzxjEKJZBI/AAAAAAAAAS4/1F62p_g434s/s1600-h/DSCI7737.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SQzxjEKJZBI/AAAAAAAAAS4/1F62p_g434s/s320/DSCI7737.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263847649203282962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nick and I!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SQzwQ9LfavI/AAAAAAAAASo/wLisrFe9R7g/s1600-h/DSCI7730.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SQzwQ9LfavI/AAAAAAAAASo/wLisrFe9R7g/s320/DSCI7730.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263846238580599538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my "Birds Nest"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SQzw6QQdDsI/AAAAAAAAASw/nOt9bjAIzQc/s1600-h/DSCI7734.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SQzw6QQdDsI/AAAAAAAAASw/nOt9bjAIzQc/s320/DSCI7734.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263846948076326594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tori and I!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SQzvhE4a51I/AAAAAAAAASg/t3q_KUfX_ps/s1600-h/DSCI7727.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SQzvhE4a51I/AAAAAAAAASg/t3q_KUfX_ps/s320/DSCI7727.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263845416014374738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charity, Stephanie, and Haley&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3018438012969285543-1385829174921326799?l=hannahlynn17.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/feeds/1385829174921326799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3018438012969285543&amp;postID=1385829174921326799' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/1385829174921326799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/1385829174921326799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/2008/11/crazy-hair-day.html' title='Crazy Hair Day!'/><author><name>Hannah Lynn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SQzy4XC6SII/AAAAAAAAATI/CMfzgUXD53Y/s72-c/DSCI7739.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3018438012969285543.post-5421623569149950570</id><published>2008-10-11T16:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T17:01:48.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Night Lights!</title><content type='html'>So tonight, we went to our school's football game. Our football team stinks and lost to not the best team, as in, we shoulda won. Other than the loss, I had a good time. I hung out with Sara and Korbyn before the game and we were crazy! After the game, Alyssa intived me back to her house and we hung out there with Stephanie. We were also crazy, and I was cried due to laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SPE6-oTZEPI/AAAAAAAAARw/OyYaaCUanEE/s1600-h/DSCI2771.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SPE6-oTZEPI/AAAAAAAAARw/OyYaaCUanEE/s320/DSCI2771.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256047087763132658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Korbyn, Sara, and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SPE5me9GQAI/AAAAAAAAARg/-VBjXHX-kgU/s1600-h/DSCI2750.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SPE5me9GQAI/AAAAAAAAARg/-VBjXHX-kgU/s320/DSCI2750.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256045573425217538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SPE5K35u0jI/AAAAAAAAARY/1wk6FfqC4g0/s1600-h/DSCI2704.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SPE5K35u0jI/AAAAAAAAARY/1wk6FfqC4g0/s320/DSCI2704.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256045099085648434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SPE8aiKGxtI/AAAAAAAAASA/gMNGb-o8SiQ/s1600-h/DSCI2802.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SPE8aiKGxtI/AAAAAAAAASA/gMNGb-o8SiQ/s320/DSCI2802.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256048666661537490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alyssa with "The Cow"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SPE7bId3c7I/AAAAAAAAAR4/eGquBdN8WSg/s1600-h/DSCI2797.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SPE7bId3c7I/AAAAAAAAAR4/eGquBdN8WSg/s320/DSCI2797.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256047577433338802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stephanie and I!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SPE9skiKZNI/AAAAAAAAASY/6wg8Do1gda4/s1600-h/DSCI2829.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SPE9skiKZNI/AAAAAAAAASY/6wg8Do1gda4/s320/DSCI2829.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256050076048581842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alyssa, Steph, and I! It was like 10:00 and we didn't leave her house till after 11:30! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SPE9SQaGdQI/AAAAAAAAASQ/xYXzpPCJ_qg/s1600-h/DSCI2824.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SPE9SQaGdQI/AAAAAAAAASQ/xYXzpPCJ_qg/s320/DSCI2824.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_52560496239694" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.b61506logspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SPE85eiG3JI/AAAAAAAAASI/9BFM0euWTMQ/s1600-h/DSCI2818.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SPE85eiG3JI/AAAAAAAAASI/9BFM0euWTMQ/s320/DSCI2818.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256049198264409234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3018438012969285543-5421623569149950570?l=hannahlynn17.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/feeds/5421623569149950570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3018438012969285543&amp;postID=5421623569149950570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/5421623569149950570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/5421623569149950570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/2008/10/friday-night-lights.html' title='Friday Night Lights!'/><author><name>Hannah Lynn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SPE6-oTZEPI/AAAAAAAAARw/OyYaaCUanEE/s72-c/DSCI2771.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3018438012969285543.post-5510956642380789205</id><published>2008-10-10T10:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T10:59:27.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday of October Break...</title><content type='html'>So My crazy mom scheduled a dentist appointment for 7:30 in the morning! Honestly what was she thinking!?!? Well I got over it and after that, I was babysitting for a while and then I went over to my most Amazing friend Whitney's house! I was there forever! We played scene it and "tied for the win", watched &lt;em&gt;Signs&lt;/em&gt; (good movie by the way), played pictionary with her parents and whooped them, and talked about volleyball and the frustrations of it. &lt;br /&gt;After that, with my family we played mario soccer on the gamecube. I stink at soccer but managed to score a few goals. We then went to my dad's work where we competed in the ever so famous game of four square. Since my toe is still gay, I couldn't really play, so I was the photographer. After we were done, I wanted them to take jumping shots... some of them are pretty blury but they were still funny. &lt;br /&gt;My dad told Seth he'd throw him in the air and then catch him. Seth decided to launch himself forward in a way that my dad couldn't catch him. He landed on his face and cried for a while until we got ice cream.  &lt;br /&gt;My family went into the store to get the ice cream, but I didn't bring shoes so I stayed in the car and Leah decided to stay with me... and if you are ever with me and I have a camera, lots of pictures will be taken! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SO-XzhVJ91I/AAAAAAAAARQ/fgTFGB-fcj8/s1600-h/DSCI2663.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SO-XzhVJ91I/AAAAAAAAARQ/fgTFGB-fcj8/s320/DSCI2663.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255586201540884306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was very late...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SO-XRchlwcI/AAAAAAAAARI/6pwtyrAZhy4/s1600-h/DSCI2661.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SO-XRchlwcI/AAAAAAAAARI/6pwtyrAZhy4/s320/DSCI2661.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255585616135307714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Craziness! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SO-WSPwIh8I/AAAAAAAAARA/iaEoDKDpQ88/s1600-h/DSCI2656.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SO-WSPwIh8I/AAAAAAAAARA/iaEoDKDpQ88/s320/DSCI2656.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255584530374887362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leah and I being somewhat normal! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SO-VwDp_QsI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/Gv-X1hStc0A/s1600-h/DSCI2653.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SO-VwDp_QsI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/Gv-X1hStc0A/s320/DSCI2653.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255583943012336322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one's way blurry but everyone is in it, and this is the one of my dad launching Seth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SO-VHFlcmaI/AAAAAAAAAQw/vnbdOmwEB0E/s1600-h/DSCI2651.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SO-VHFlcmaI/AAAAAAAAAQw/vnbdOmwEB0E/s320/DSCI2651.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255583239155521954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is probably the least blurry one, but I really like it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SO-UjIkIUlI/AAAAAAAAAQo/NgurN1EJJ44/s1600-h/DSCI2639.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SO-UjIkIUlI/AAAAAAAAAQo/NgurN1EJJ44/s320/DSCI2639.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255582621480014418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caleb wanted to be part of the action so he did a summersault.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3018438012969285543-5510956642380789205?l=hannahlynn17.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/feeds/5510956642380789205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3018438012969285543&amp;postID=5510956642380789205' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/5510956642380789205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/5510956642380789205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/2008/10/thursday-of-october-break.html' title='Thursday of October Break...'/><author><name>Hannah Lynn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SO-XzhVJ91I/AAAAAAAAARQ/fgTFGB-fcj8/s72-c/DSCI2663.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3018438012969285543.post-5170980500228637421</id><published>2008-09-27T08:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T08:05:02.047-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2 and 0!</title><content type='html'>We are now 2 and 0 in our region! We beat Mesa High and Dobson! We have 2 non region games this week, Trevor Browne at Home on Thursday and We are at Boulder Creek on Friday. These games will be preparing us to go Kick some TORO BEHIND on Monday! We aren't going to go in there intimidated we are going to go in there to come out with a win!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3018438012969285543-5170980500228637421?l=hannahlynn17.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/feeds/5170980500228637421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3018438012969285543&amp;postID=5170980500228637421' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/5170980500228637421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/5170980500228637421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/2008/09/2-and-0.html' title='2 and 0!'/><author><name>Hannah Lynn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3018438012969285543.post-4376529928969761174</id><published>2008-09-14T16:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T16:41:45.541-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sara's Surprise Bday Party!</title><content type='html'>So last Saturday, I threw a Surprise 16th BDAY Party for one of my friends Sara! It was awesome and she didn't suspect a thing! We opened presents, talked, had dinner, cake and ice cream, and watched The Princess Bride (Sara's choice). Overall it was a sucess and hope life as a 16 year old is awesome for her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SM2eV34Bd7I/AAAAAAAAAQA/aayHvbSUFw0/s1600-h/DSCI2531.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SM2eV34Bd7I/AAAAAAAAAQA/aayHvbSUFw0/s320/DSCI2531.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246023239569864626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sara and Whitney!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SM2g59WwugI/AAAAAAAAAQg/ycz0Mmm0iEY/s1600-h/DSCI2535.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SM2g59WwugI/AAAAAAAAAQg/ycz0Mmm0iEY/s320/DSCI2535.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246026058539514370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nick and I!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SM2e2ceZ0pI/AAAAAAAAAQI/-0vObm1bI_E/s1600-h/DSCI2525.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SM2e2ceZ0pI/AAAAAAAAAQI/-0vObm1bI_E/s320/DSCI2525.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246023799150334610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Susannah, Annamarie, and Katie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SM2faAhXpqI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/9EsQ2LW5V9s/s1600-h/DSCI2527.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SM2faAhXpqI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/9EsQ2LW5V9s/s320/DSCI2527.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246024410121873058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nick, Sebastian, and Jason!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SM2gExlhb2I/AAAAAAAAAQY/Puzv6ExofEk/s1600-h/DSCI2526.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SM2gExlhb2I/AAAAAAAAAQY/Puzv6ExofEk/s320/DSCI2526.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246025144847134562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stephanie!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3018438012969285543-4376529928969761174?l=hannahlynn17.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/feeds/4376529928969761174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3018438012969285543&amp;postID=4376529928969761174' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/4376529928969761174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/4376529928969761174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/2008/09/saras-surprise-bday-party.html' title='Sara&apos;s Surprise Bday Party!'/><author><name>Hannah Lynn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SM2eV34Bd7I/AAAAAAAAAQA/aayHvbSUFw0/s72-c/DSCI2531.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3018438012969285543.post-573295571614186920</id><published>2008-09-06T16:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T16:46:56.755-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I CAN DRIVE!</title><content type='html'>So today I got my permit! I am so excited! Driving was fun and I am a good driver! (at least I think I am!) I wasn't even that scared! It was fun and I can't wait until i'm 16! WOO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3018438012969285543-573295571614186920?l=hannahlynn17.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/feeds/573295571614186920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3018438012969285543&amp;postID=573295571614186920' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/573295571614186920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/573295571614186920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-can-drive.html' title='I CAN DRIVE!'/><author><name>Hannah Lynn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3018438012969285543.post-9079819325449165524</id><published>2008-08-22T23:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T23:24:05.455-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I've Been Tagged</title><content type='html'>Rules: Each player answers the question themselves. At the end of the post the player then tags 5 people and posts their names. Have Fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 years ago I:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Started Kindergarten&lt;br /&gt;2. Took ballet and clogging&lt;br /&gt;3. Had 1 brother and 1 sister&lt;br /&gt;4. Loved to swim&lt;br /&gt;5. Livedd life to its fullest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 Things on today's To Do list:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Sleep in&lt;br /&gt;2. Work on my talk&lt;br /&gt;3. Help flim my family's movie&lt;br /&gt;4. See my cousins &lt;br /&gt;5. go to bed early! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 Snacks that I enjoy:&lt;br /&gt;1. Banana in Milk with sprinkles&lt;br /&gt;2. Peanut Butter and Jelly&lt;br /&gt;3. Fruit Snacks&lt;br /&gt;4. Ice Cream&lt;br /&gt;5. Chocolate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 Things I would do if I was a millionaire:&lt;br /&gt;1. Buy my dream house&lt;br /&gt;2. Go to Italy&lt;br /&gt;3. Buy a Grand Piano &lt;br /&gt;4. Buy the biggest bed in the world&lt;br /&gt;5. Give the rest to orphanages&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 places I have Lived:&lt;br /&gt;1. Mesa, AZ&lt;br /&gt;2. Gilbert, AZ&lt;br /&gt;3. Mesa, AZ&lt;br /&gt;4. Mesa, AZ&lt;br /&gt;5. Mesa, AZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tag Haley Marie, Annamarie, Kirsi, Emily and Meagan! HAVE FUN!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3018438012969285543-9079819325449165524?l=hannahlynn17.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/feeds/9079819325449165524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3018438012969285543&amp;postID=9079819325449165524' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/9079819325449165524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/9079819325449165524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/2008/08/ive-been-tagged.html' title='I&apos;ve Been Tagged'/><author><name>Hannah Lynn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3018438012969285543.post-2139418123399811364</id><published>2008-08-12T20:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T20:27:25.049-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My High School!</title><content type='html'>So as of last night at about 5:30, I was ready to be done with High School... My first day wasn't very good, but part of that was my fault because I wasn't very optimistic about anything. My classes were okay and I played bad at volleyball. Today was amazing though! I am starting to feel more at home. I have made a goal to talk in each of my classes (hard to imagine that I don't talk, ever, I know, but if I don't know many people I won't talk!) Our lunch is 1 hour and is amazing, because all of my best friends are there with me.  I have made many new friends and I made JV VOLLEYBALL! WOO! Our first game is the 2nd of September! If you could come that would be AWESOME!! I love you all and thanks for everything you do for me! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SKJY8ubXsXI/AAAAAAAAAP4/z1TbL9MDHhs/s1600-h/DSCI2477.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SKJY8ubXsXI/AAAAAAAAAP4/z1TbL9MDHhs/s320/DSCI2477.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233843517236162930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a picture of me on the first day of school... not the best but my ride was there and I was running out the door but my mom insisted on a picture. We don't have one of me with all of my siblings, because I left at 6:30 and no one else was ready!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3018438012969285543-2139418123399811364?l=hannahlynn17.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/feeds/2139418123399811364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3018438012969285543&amp;postID=2139418123399811364' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/2139418123399811364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/2139418123399811364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/2008/08/westwood-high-school.html' title='My High School!'/><author><name>Hannah Lynn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SKJY8ubXsXI/AAAAAAAAAP4/z1TbL9MDHhs/s72-c/DSCI2477.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3018438012969285543.post-1654414664949868256</id><published>2008-08-06T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T09:17:49.385-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The attempt to make a princess bed 101...</title><content type='html'>So last night I went over to Anna's with Stephanie and we attempted to make a princess bed cake. The cake went well but once it was time to frost, it kinda went, lets say, downhill! I bet it will be delicious but It looked like an armadillo run over by a 18-wheeler! We just laughed and laughed and when we attempted to make it look better, we made it worse! OH GIRL! So, I hope that the person receiving this cake doesn't judge it by its outward appearance....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SJnOcTmBlGI/AAAAAAAAAPs/I-R2LQdgPTs/s1600-h/DSCI2421.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SJnOcTmBlGI/AAAAAAAAAPs/I-R2LQdgPTs/s320/DSCI2421.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231439427858961506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cake at it's best...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SJnN0-0I9zI/AAAAAAAAAPk/sS0oi5mnQls/s1600-h/DSCI2419.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SJnN0-0I9zI/AAAAAAAAAPk/sS0oi5mnQls/s320/DSCI2419.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231438752266123058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anna and Stephanie being crazy with our little armadillo :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3018438012969285543-1654414664949868256?l=hannahlynn17.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/feeds/1654414664949868256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3018438012969285543&amp;postID=1654414664949868256' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/1654414664949868256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/1654414664949868256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/2008/08/attempt-to-make-princess-bed-101.html' title='The attempt to make a princess bed 101...'/><author><name>Hannah Lynn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SJnOcTmBlGI/AAAAAAAAAPs/I-R2LQdgPTs/s72-c/DSCI2421.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3018438012969285543.post-6965241049414394747</id><published>2008-08-04T10:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T20:29:14.339-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Volleyball Tryouts!</title><content type='html'>JV Volleyball tryouts start today! They are every day this week from 3-6pm. I am very scared but also very... anxious! I just want them to be over. I am going to have no time to do anything because I'm going to be lazy, so if someone wants to call or kidnap me, I would greatly appreciate it! I think being kidnapped by friends would be fun ny... I am very bored but am going to be borrowing Breaking Dawn today and won't be as bored! :) But seriously, helping me out would help keep me from going crazy!!! &lt;br /&gt;Thanks and Love,&lt;br /&gt;HANNAH ALMOST INSANE PETERSON (haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SJdCTwsmNmI/AAAAAAAAAPc/fko75ra2IOk/s1600-h/Hannah+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SJdCTwsmNmI/AAAAAAAAAPc/fko75ra2IOk/s320/Hannah+6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230722399471023714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really... I'm gonna lose it! haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3018438012969285543-6965241049414394747?l=hannahlynn17.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/feeds/6965241049414394747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3018438012969285543&amp;postID=6965241049414394747' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/6965241049414394747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/6965241049414394747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/2008/08/volleyball-tryouts.html' title='Volleyball Tryouts!'/><author><name>Hannah Lynn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SJdCTwsmNmI/AAAAAAAAAPc/fko75ra2IOk/s72-c/Hannah+6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3018438012969285543.post-7596413183419687067</id><published>2008-07-29T21:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T22:15:32.498-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Crazy Hair!</title><content type='html'>I know... 2 long blog posts in a day... but I told Sister Mortensen that I'd post pictures when I took my braids out! I finally took them out tonight with the help of my wonderful sisters. My hair is AMAZING! The next time i get this done, I'm going to get it done with my sisters and mom... then we'll all look like we stuck our fingers in sockets! haha After we took my hair out i was really bored so I took a ton of pictures of myself... I'll only post a couple but you'll understand what I really did! :) Thanks again Sister Mortensen! You Rock!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SI_4htf_otI/AAAAAAAAAPU/fc2bqwMWS5c/s1600-h/DSCI2319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SI_4htf_otI/AAAAAAAAAPU/fc2bqwMWS5c/s320/DSCI2319.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228670950433596114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SI_3-GHupQI/AAAAAAAAAPM/-eMvykl_-m8/s1600-h/DSCI2398.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SI_3-GHupQI/AAAAAAAAAPM/-eMvykl_-m8/s320/DSCI2398.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228670338567415042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After- Cavewomen to the rescue!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SI_3dQy98-I/AAAAAAAAAPE/ixx0gZXZLjI/s1600-h/DSCI2351.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SI_3dQy98-I/AAAAAAAAAPE/ixx0gZXZLjI/s320/DSCI2351.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228669774497444834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SI_21sUXTjI/AAAAAAAAAO8/H2NzZZzfCFw/s1600-h/DSCI2388.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SI_21sUXTjI/AAAAAAAAAO8/H2NzZZzfCFw/s320/DSCI2388.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228669094690508338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SI_1v7fVHAI/AAAAAAAAAO0/trpnQCt1t3Q/s1600-h/DSCI2389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SI_1v7fVHAI/AAAAAAAAAO0/trpnQCt1t3Q/s320/DSCI2389.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228667896172190722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SI_1IS2CQfI/AAAAAAAAAOs/zi9nhBZjp38/s1600-h/DSCI2393.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SI_1IS2CQfI/AAAAAAAAAOs/zi9nhBZjp38/s320/DSCI2393.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228667215246672370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SI_0KLsLx1I/AAAAAAAAAOk/8HRK9WZyiFE/s1600-h/DSCI2401.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SI_0KLsLx1I/AAAAAAAAAOk/8HRK9WZyiFE/s320/DSCI2401.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228666148174415698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seth and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SI_zhSMT2iI/AAAAAAAAAOc/QZdHF_VvqA4/s1600-h/DSCI2404.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SI_zhSMT2iI/AAAAAAAAAOc/QZdHF_VvqA4/s320/DSCI2404.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228665445545138722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leah and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SI_y23QVK2I/AAAAAAAAAOU/qE4pQD1g0Xc/s1600-h/DSCI2412.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SI_y23QVK2I/AAAAAAAAAOU/qE4pQD1g0Xc/s320/DSCI2412.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228664716759739234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beka and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SI_ySBBb7qI/AAAAAAAAAOM/SL8CE8gJ42s/s1600-h/DSCI2414.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SI_ySBBb7qI/AAAAAAAAAOM/SL8CE8gJ42s/s320/DSCI2414.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228664083726462626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jacob and I&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3018438012969285543-7596413183419687067?l=hannahlynn17.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/feeds/7596413183419687067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3018438012969285543&amp;postID=7596413183419687067' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/7596413183419687067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/7596413183419687067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-crazy-hair.html' title='My Crazy Hair!'/><author><name>Hannah Lynn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SI_4htf_otI/AAAAAAAAAPU/fc2bqwMWS5c/s72-c/DSCI2319.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3018438012969285543.post-6514905082739023093</id><published>2008-07-29T09:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T15:55:23.494-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Girl's Camp and Family Campout</title><content type='html'>So this past week we had Girl's Camp. I was an "A Camper" or a 4th year. We went to Blud Ridge and camped for 2 and a half days and then went back to Lomia for another 2 days. While at A Camp, we experienced things such as... Building a Latrine, Making a meal, Tasting delicious doughnuts, The freezing lake, Bonding with eachother, My friend Whitney coming with me, Staying up late, Enjoying SPAZ, A wonderful testimony meeting, and shooting guns! This year I did it without even crying! (If you don't know about this experience, just ask and I'll tell). I discovered that I very much like taking pictures of nature... We had AMAZING Leaders at A Camp and I am so going to miss them. I was very glad to get back to Lomia to see my ward which I terribly missed, and take a shower. I think that was the best shower I've ever had! haha On Saturday, My dad and cousin Summer came and picked me up and we went to our annual Peterson Family Campout. It was tons of fun! Spoons is now dangerous, Aunt Autumn's teeth sinking into your skin is not fun, and Mafia is biased... Long Story. I am glad to be home and sleeping in my own bed, but would go to A Camp again in a jiffy! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SI9FnnVld-I/AAAAAAAAAL8/-zK20_ACyyQ/s1600-h/DSCI2030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SI9FnnVld-I/AAAAAAAAAL8/-zK20_ACyyQ/s320/DSCI2030.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228474239277168610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sister Melser and Sister Mortensen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SI9Gg5DEeTI/AAAAAAAAAME/YcTHxWr8XJM/s1600-h/DSCI2036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SI9Gg5DEeTI/AAAAAAAAAME/YcTHxWr8XJM/s320/DSCI2036.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228475223283890482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the many nature pictures I took. I think its awesome! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SI9HDFVuqKI/AAAAAAAAAMM/bG9bH0eracQ/s1600-h/DSCI2086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SI9HDFVuqKI/AAAAAAAAAMM/bG9bH0eracQ/s320/DSCI2086.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228475810698930338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whitney and I... for how gross we were, this was surprisingly a good picture! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SI9H4OulOOI/AAAAAAAAAMU/w6g4-VY6owI/s1600-h/DSCI2045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SI9H4OulOOI/AAAAAAAAAMU/w6g4-VY6owI/s320/DSCI2045.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228476723752155362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another Flower I Spotted and Snapped!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SI9IhjSArfI/AAAAAAAAAMc/ROLLN4TCr-Q/s1600-h/DSCI2031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SI9IhjSArfI/AAAAAAAAAMc/ROLLN4TCr-Q/s320/DSCI2031.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228477433644101106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sister and Brother Richardson!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SI9JF9LfFgI/AAAAAAAAAMk/_4cwAT3-7EA/s1600-h/DSCI2054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SI9JF9LfFgI/AAAAAAAAAMk/_4cwAT3-7EA/s320/DSCI2054.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228478059071346178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another Flower!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SI9J-jhlUdI/AAAAAAAAAMs/ArwpUE5S2oo/s1600-h/DSCI2139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SI9J-jhlUdI/AAAAAAAAAMs/ArwpUE5S2oo/s320/DSCI2139.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228479031437251026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SHOT THE GUN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SI9K1A1_RMI/AAAAAAAAAM0/LQHWjAlGvp0/s1600-h/DSCI2062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SI9K1A1_RMI/AAAAAAAAAM0/LQHWjAlGvp0/s320/DSCI2062.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228479967020401858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Yet... another flower!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SI9LdE_-SbI/AAAAAAAAAM8/u9b5HRqHoBc/s1600-h/DSCI2165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SI9LdE_-SbI/AAAAAAAAAM8/u9b5HRqHoBc/s320/DSCI2165.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228480655330789810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whitney, Stephanie, and I being CRAZY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SI9NLRqe66I/AAAAAAAAANM/eIRfCqyC7GU/s1600-h/DSCI2132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SI9NLRqe66I/AAAAAAAAANM/eIRfCqyC7GU/s320/DSCI2132.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228482548515924898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The clouds were awesome! I just wished it would've rained more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SI9McMeXeLI/AAAAAAAAANE/f6cpgoBTsy4/s1600-h/DSCI2172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SI9McMeXeLI/AAAAAAAAANE/f6cpgoBTsy4/s320/DSCI2172.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228481739669076146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stephanie, Haley, Whitney, Me, and Anna!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SI9OCtPgyhI/AAAAAAAAANU/VSKfVLwVngM/s1600-h/DSCI2198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SI9OCtPgyhI/AAAAAAAAANU/VSKfVLwVngM/s320/DSCI2198.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228483500811799058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We totally got Sister Willis with water balloons! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SI9Po77p9QI/AAAAAAAAANc/-QlnY6_EKRw/s1600-h/DSCI2208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SI9Po77p9QI/AAAAAAAAANc/-QlnY6_EKRw/s320/DSCI2208.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228485257101702402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sister Mortensen braided my hair and I got told so many times that I looked like a gangsta!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SI9Qkm9L9BI/AAAAAAAAANk/iKsIV2f9jRM/s1600-h/DSCI2248.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SI9Qkm9L9BI/AAAAAAAAANk/iKsIV2f9jRM/s320/DSCI2248.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228486282263131154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caleb enjoyin the baseball!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SI9RffouiFI/AAAAAAAAANs/UzkfrQImVaU/s1600-h/DSCI2275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SI9RffouiFI/AAAAAAAAANs/UzkfrQImVaU/s320/DSCI2275.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228487293910550610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Combined Baseball teams, minus me cus I was taking the picture. Let it be known that my team won! WOO HOO! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SI9TVQ3Wg0I/AAAAAAAAAOE/9xv6XmVRfkY/s1600-h/DSCI2320.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SI9TVQ3Wg0I/AAAAAAAAAOE/9xv6XmVRfkY/s320/DSCI2320.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228489317169922882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer and I!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SI9SYCJ0RSI/AAAAAAAAAN0/weq1VsdOoDc/s1600-h/DSCI2295.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SI9SYCJ0RSI/AAAAAAAAAN0/weq1VsdOoDc/s320/DSCI2295.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228488265248818466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cousin Tanner! Lookout girls... he's single!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SI9SrLGMN4I/AAAAAAAAAN8/WKW8BLp52Ts/s1600-h/DSCI2293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SI9SrLGMN4I/AAAAAAAAAN8/WKW8BLp52Ts/s320/DSCI2293.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228488594067044226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer and I... I absolutely love this picture!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3018438012969285543-6514905082739023093?l=hannahlynn17.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/feeds/6514905082739023093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3018438012969285543&amp;postID=6514905082739023093' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/6514905082739023093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/6514905082739023093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/2008/07/girls-camp-and-family-campout.html' title='Girl&apos;s Camp and Family Campout'/><author><name>Hannah Lynn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SI9FnnVld-I/AAAAAAAAAL8/-zK20_ACyyQ/s72-c/DSCI2030.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3018438012969285543.post-9131719874156622160</id><published>2008-07-17T11:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T11:13:50.915-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bat!</title><content type='html'>There was a bat in my backyard about 20 minutes ago. Alive and creepy! It scared the living daylight out of me, but knowing me I had to snap a few pictures! :) A police officer came and took it and they are sending it to be tested for rabies! SCARY! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SH-LxEIN9tI/AAAAAAAAAK0/2b1baUDfpVA/s1600-h/DSCI1997.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SH-LxEIN9tI/AAAAAAAAAK0/2b1baUDfpVA/s320/DSCI1997.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224047767811126994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing was trying to fly but couldn't!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SH-LPmPJsMI/AAAAAAAAAKs/LvauX3LoITs/s1600-h/DSCI1996.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SH-LPmPJsMI/AAAAAAAAAKs/LvauX3LoITs/s320/DSCI1996.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224047192851460290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my stars! A BAT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3018438012969285543-9131719874156622160?l=hannahlynn17.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/feeds/9131719874156622160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3018438012969285543&amp;postID=9131719874156622160' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/9131719874156622160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/9131719874156622160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/2008/07/bat.html' title='Bat!'/><author><name>Hannah Lynn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SH-LxEIN9tI/AAAAAAAAAK0/2b1baUDfpVA/s72-c/DSCI1997.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3018438012969285543.post-735989627049515958</id><published>2008-07-16T21:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T08:35:16.777-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Favorite Crazy Summer Photos!</title><content type='html'>So I decided to post a couple of my Favorite Pictures from this summer! I know summer is not over yet but I don't care! This summer I have taken a total of 659 pictures and that doesn't include the ones I deleted! HAHA Going from 659 pictures down to 19 is a pretty big jump! I picked my favorite summer pictures of the people that are most important in my life. I love taking pictures and want to be a photographer when I'm older! These pictures starting at the top go from the beginning of summer until now! I've still got plenty of summer left to take pictures though! Girls Camp and Family Campout!! WOO! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SH9VTPI2vLI/AAAAAAAAAKc/dHDIybuCy_Y/s1600-h/DSCI0869.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SH9VTPI2vLI/AAAAAAAAAKc/dHDIybuCy_Y/s320/DSCI0869.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223987881742613682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katie Budd! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SH7O5VPuLAI/AAAAAAAAAJs/qyPUOhjrRO0/s1600-h/DSCI0870.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SH7O5VPuLAI/AAAAAAAAAJs/qyPUOhjrRO0/s320/DSCI0870.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223840102147304450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why I like this picture, but I do. Jason and Nick have this huge thing of spandex around them. Who knew that Giant spandex could be SO MUCH FUN?! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SH7N8CngjOI/AAAAAAAAAJk/KVSiUGbmk7Q/s1600-h/DSCI0942.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SH7N8CngjOI/AAAAAAAAAJk/KVSiUGbmk7Q/s320/DSCI0942.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223839049174781154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Caleb. He always gives me "Caleb Hugs" and when I tell him they are my favorite, he says, "They my favorite too!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SH7NcW2LdMI/AAAAAAAAAJc/wkfzBQYRdj0/s1600-h/DSCI1064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SH7NcW2LdMI/AAAAAAAAAJc/wkfzBQYRdj0/s320/DSCI1064.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223838504849208514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Grandpa "Z"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SH7M_fkqcbI/AAAAAAAAAJU/3BTq0v1xlME/s1600-h/DSCI1096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SH7M_fkqcbI/AAAAAAAAAJU/3BTq0v1xlME/s320/DSCI1096.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223838008975454642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watch this show more than once a day with Caleb. He always comes to me and says, "Hannah I watcha Tigga an Pooh an I need Choca Milk!" I love the show! I am addicted... memorized the Theme and everything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SH7Plqo2bEI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/HgP1gLciE-8/s1600-h/DSCI1099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SH7Plqo2bEI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/HgP1gLciE-8/s320/DSCI1099.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223840863804091458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stephanie, Sara, Nick, Sebastian, Haley, and Anna! I love this picture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SH9VylEgGKI/AAAAAAAAAKk/iVqw5epff9c/s1600-h/DSCI1100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SH9VylEgGKI/AAAAAAAAAKk/iVqw5epff9c/s320/DSCI1100.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223988420205877410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whitney and I!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SH7QeKLMBVI/AAAAAAAAAKE/44DmSbWRkLI/s1600-h/DSCI1202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SH7QeKLMBVI/AAAAAAAAAKE/44DmSbWRkLI/s320/DSCI1202.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223841834342286674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Susannah Banana!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SH7MhpIJDlI/AAAAAAAAAJM/Hz_H24NzfO8/s1600-h/DSCI1203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SH7MhpIJDlI/AAAAAAAAAJM/Hz_H24NzfO8/s320/DSCI1203.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223837496144105042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Korbyn and I!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SH7L9vsPoCI/AAAAAAAAAJE/kwX1WwQ_iWE/s1600-h/DSCI1304.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SH7L9vsPoCI/AAAAAAAAAJE/kwX1WwQ_iWE/s320/DSCI1304.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223836879430852642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haley and I being Crazy Forest Women!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SH7LbiQRRpI/AAAAAAAAAI8/bDGM8OQdOU0/s1600-h/DSCI1296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SH7LbiQRRpI/AAAAAAAAAI8/bDGM8OQdOU0/s320/DSCI1296.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223836291708307090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Annamarie, Stephanie, Haley, and I at our Young Women Campout&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SH7K3YZBnLI/AAAAAAAAAI0/s5Lqyx6hp-A/s1600-h/DSCI1380.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SH7K3YZBnLI/AAAAAAAAAI0/s5Lqyx6hp-A/s320/DSCI1380.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223835670585384114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leah, Me, and Beka being CRAZY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SH7KMMNcehI/AAAAAAAAAIs/8SSJWY4wdag/s1600-h/DSCI1407.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SH7KMMNcehI/AAAAAAAAAIs/8SSJWY4wdag/s320/DSCI1407.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223834928581212690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went and saw High School Musical at Gamage with the Stewarts, Tolemans, and some of my Cousins! It was fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SH9UZo0zg0I/AAAAAAAAAKU/t3meZ-eoILg/s1600-h/DSCI1432.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SH9UZo0zg0I/AAAAAAAAAKU/t3meZ-eoILg/s320/DSCI1432.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223986892205425474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer and I being the usual dorks we are! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SH9TwbMRXiI/AAAAAAAAAKM/T9tQKHS4DdY/s1600-h/DSCI1465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SH9TwbMRXiI/AAAAAAAAAKM/T9tQKHS4DdY/s320/DSCI1465.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223986184171118114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Daddy and My Mommy(when she was 11)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SH7JgJlSBuI/AAAAAAAAAIk/LPZ_M1VteQM/s1600-h/P1020328.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SH7JgJlSBuI/AAAAAAAAAIk/LPZ_M1VteQM/s320/P1020328.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223834171961640674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My entire Zimmerman Family except my Uncle Eric, Aunt April, their 4 kids, and my awesome cousin Josh who's on a mission for our church!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SH7I1olJX9I/AAAAAAAAAIc/GrH51xAY4z8/s1600-h/DSCI1718.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SH7I1olJX9I/AAAAAAAAAIc/GrH51xAY4z8/s320/DSCI1718.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223833441548197842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Crazy Brother's and Sisters (Minus Caleb) On the 4th of July&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SH7IQROcZlI/AAAAAAAAAIU/qejaMJ59Ruo/s1600-h/DSCI1776.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SH7IQROcZlI/AAAAAAAAAIU/qejaMJ59Ruo/s320/DSCI1776.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223832799623800402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad Showin off the new Plaids!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SH7HFA9pwBI/AAAAAAAAAIM/8nN3jbR5St8/s1600-h/DSCI1799.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SH7HFA9pwBI/AAAAAAAAAIM/8nN3jbR5St8/s320/DSCI1799.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223831506768216082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nick with the Ugly Shoe we found at the mall!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SH7Gmbwx-RI/AAAAAAAAAIE/bfvXznvM0cg/s1600-h/DSCI1826.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SH7Gmbwx-RI/AAAAAAAAAIE/bfvXznvM0cg/s320/DSCI1826.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223830981386041618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing Spoons with the Fam on a Rainy Sunday! (Beka was taking the Picture)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SH7GIO5w3ZI/AAAAAAAAAH8/hhiyOIvw6LM/s1600-h/DSCI1839.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SH7GIO5w3ZI/AAAAAAAAAH8/hhiyOIvw6LM/s320/DSCI1839.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223830462537981330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stephanie and Sister Durfee, One of my AMAZING Mia Maid Leaders... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SH7FgRVVI4I/AAAAAAAAAH0/QoI8Jeluusg/s1600-h/S7300570.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SH7FgRVVI4I/AAAAAAAAAH0/QoI8Jeluusg/s320/S7300570.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223829775995708290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Annamarie, Haley, and I just Jumping For Joy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3018438012969285543-735989627049515958?l=hannahlynn17.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/feeds/735989627049515958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3018438012969285543&amp;postID=735989627049515958' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/735989627049515958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/735989627049515958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-favorite-crazy-summer-photos.html' title='My Favorite Crazy Summer Photos!'/><author><name>Hannah Lynn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SH9VTPI2vLI/AAAAAAAAAKc/dHDIybuCy_Y/s72-c/DSCI0869.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3018438012969285543.post-6679845086145388631</id><published>2008-07-04T14:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T15:05:33.628-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Zimmerman Family Reunion</title><content type='html'>This past weekend, My mom's side of the family went up to Brian Head, Utah for a family reunion. All of her siblings except for her youngest brother's family were there. We had a blast! We had 4 generations up there due to the fact that my Great-Grandma came with us :) Tons of POOL was played along with lots of Scum! We played in snow and went fishing on a lake. We had a talent show with Lots of talent! Tons of pounds gained due to all of the junk food, and lots of laughs! We celebrated my mom's 40th BDAY! MAN IS SHE OLD! JK I LOVE YA MOM! Fun Memories were made and It was very fun getting to see and hang out with everyone! We had cousins from Utah, Arizona, and Ohio there! Looking forward to doing it again in 2 years!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SG6eWbu13JI/AAAAAAAAAHk/GzLVrF8-Zto/s1600-h/DSCI1675.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SG6eWbu13JI/AAAAAAAAAHk/GzLVrF8-Zto/s320/DSCI1675.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219283126407519378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SG6d1DA_ZrI/AAAAAAAAAHc/St0mjypJ3Ng/s1600-h/DSCI1673.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SG6d1DA_ZrI/AAAAAAAAAHc/St0mjypJ3Ng/s320/DSCI1673.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219282552837072562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Three Stooges... Austin, Jake, and Daniel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SG6dC8OGATI/AAAAAAAAAHU/erxYQB3wL1A/s1600-h/P6300516.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SG6dC8OGATI/AAAAAAAAAHU/erxYQB3wL1A/s320/P6300516.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219281692019523890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of my "teen cousins" minus Emily.&lt;br /&gt;Meagan, Daniel, Ashley, Me, Austin, Hailey, Sarah, and Jacob!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SG6b3Sj5-zI/AAAAAAAAAHM/o_Oh0i9a_fE/s1600-h/DSCI1668.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SG6b3Sj5-zI/AAAAAAAAAHM/o_Oh0i9a_fE/s320/DSCI1668.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219280392346532658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Meagan! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SG6bWSLSrWI/AAAAAAAAAHE/Epjpl4f57ys/s1600-h/DSCI1663.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SG6bWSLSrWI/AAAAAAAAAHE/Epjpl4f57ys/s320/DSCI1663.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219279825307610466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Austin. When i say this kid is a Stud I really mean it! What a Guy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SG6atazIvYI/AAAAAAAAAG8/XrG2ZXNm5Ps/s1600-h/DSCI1555.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SG6atazIvYI/AAAAAAAAAG8/XrG2ZXNm5Ps/s320/DSCI1555.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219279123247578498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cedar Breaks! It was breathtaking... literally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SG6Z1vINqCI/AAAAAAAAAG0/FmFUbA8cytU/s1600-h/DSCI1554.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SG6Z1vINqCI/AAAAAAAAAG0/FmFUbA8cytU/s320/DSCI1554.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219278166632015906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny sign we saw by a Cedar Breaks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SG6ZUuXJUJI/AAAAAAAAAGs/ewYwHg-HMzg/s1600-h/DSCI1551.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SG6ZUuXJUJI/AAAAAAAAAGs/ewYwHg-HMzg/s320/DSCI1551.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219277599490527378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me N' Emily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SG6YyhVfAfI/AAAAAAAAAGk/cjnMUuCkP4c/s1600-h/DSCI1548.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SG6YyhVfAfI/AAAAAAAAAGk/cjnMUuCkP4c/s320/DSCI1548.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219277011878347250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cousins getting down with the fish! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SG6YAYTtQsI/AAAAAAAAAGc/X2FGY5Lk5dQ/s1600-h/DSCI1544.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SG6YAYTtQsI/AAAAAAAAAGc/X2FGY5Lk5dQ/s320/DSCI1544.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219276150461514434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My ADORABLE cousin Nathan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SG6Xcn8s39I/AAAAAAAAAGU/Vs04zXLZA-E/s1600-h/DSCI1543.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SG6Xcn8s39I/AAAAAAAAAGU/Vs04zXLZA-E/s320/DSCI1543.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219275536184696786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leah and Seth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SG6W36DMaeI/AAAAAAAAAGM/93BYSrjWiOg/s1600-h/DSCI1539.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SG6W36DMaeI/AAAAAAAAAGM/93BYSrjWiOg/s320/DSCI1539.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219274905388607970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rebekah on the BOAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SG6WQ0jY38I/AAAAAAAAAGE/-PIdI6IeyDc/s1600-h/DSCI1530.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SG6WQ0jY38I/AAAAAAAAAGE/-PIdI6IeyDc/s320/DSCI1530.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219274233898131394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uncle Steven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SG6Vye7RxoI/AAAAAAAAAF8/ZtRnw2Uf3dY/s1600-h/DSCI1518.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SG6Vye7RxoI/AAAAAAAAAF8/ZtRnw2Uf3dY/s320/DSCI1518.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219273712696673922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandpa Z showing us his "muscles"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SG6VQy5HWpI/AAAAAAAAAF0/L0IEwP5uoIA/s1600-h/DSCI1516.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SG6VQy5HWpI/AAAAAAAAAF0/L0IEwP5uoIA/s320/DSCI1516.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219273133940759186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan the Man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SG6Uby-PeeI/AAAAAAAAAFs/tqO_z_aGLok/s1600-h/DSCI1514.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SG6Uby-PeeI/AAAAAAAAAFs/tqO_z_aGLok/s320/DSCI1514.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219272223429196258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uncle Brrrrrrian...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SG6T2MmbSSI/AAAAAAAAAFk/-3Ze9Ik6O_w/s1600-h/DSCI1504.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SG6T2MmbSSI/AAAAAAAAAFk/-3Ze9Ik6O_w/s320/DSCI1504.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219271577473599778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meagan and the "Funny Man" that was in one of the bathrooms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SG6TW-L5fcI/AAAAAAAAAFc/T-Xz5VlgIyQ/s1600-h/DSCI1471.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SG6TW-L5fcI/AAAAAAAAAFc/T-Xz5VlgIyQ/s320/DSCI1471.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219271041028292034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uncle Mitch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SG6Slt9pEEI/AAAAAAAAAFU/YAcJf3S1Kgk/s1600-h/DSCI1465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SG6Slt9pEEI/AAAAAAAAAFU/YAcJf3S1Kgk/s320/DSCI1465.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219270194859937858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy and Mommy when she was 11 with a fro! haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3018438012969285543-6679845086145388631?l=hannahlynn17.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/feeds/6679845086145388631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3018438012969285543&amp;postID=6679845086145388631' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/6679845086145388631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/6679845086145388631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/2008/07/zimmerman-family-reunion.html' title='Zimmerman Family Reunion'/><author><name>Hannah Lynn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SG6eWbu13JI/AAAAAAAAAHk/GzLVrF8-Zto/s72-c/DSCI1675.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3018438012969285543.post-3359070368581604901</id><published>2008-06-26T21:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T21:41:04.881-07:00</updated><title type='text'>High School Musical!</title><content type='html'>We went and saw High School Musical at Gamage! It was pretty decent... some of the voices drove me nuts though! I had fun though! These pictures say alot! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SGRuvrHFAiI/AAAAAAAAAFM/SWE-4Ym-nzA/s1600-h/DSCI1415.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SGRuvrHFAiI/AAAAAAAAAFM/SWE-4Ym-nzA/s320/DSCI1415.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216416033707196962" /&gt;&lt;/a&lt;br /&gt;I love HSM! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SGRt7RsNyKI/AAAAAAAAAFE/DLmfUnoPw3w/s1600-h/DSCI1421.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SGRt7RsNyKI/AAAAAAAAAFE/DLmfUnoPw3w/s320/DSCI1421.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216415133530441890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at Haley's Hand! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SGRtYhsPJ4I/AAAAAAAAAE8/Uqng9WZdK_M/s1600-h/DSCI1419.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SGRtYhsPJ4I/AAAAAAAAAE8/Uqng9WZdK_M/s320/DSCI1419.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216414536530077570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at those Muscles! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SGRsddLrEcI/AAAAAAAAAE0/bJ02BfdBTag/s1600-h/DSCI1406.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SGRsddLrEcI/AAAAAAAAAE0/bJ02BfdBTag/s320/DSCI1406.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216413521707471298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We saw Troy Bolton!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3018438012969285543-3359070368581604901?l=hannahlynn17.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/feeds/3359070368581604901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3018438012969285543&amp;postID=3359070368581604901' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/3359070368581604901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/3359070368581604901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/2008/06/high-school-musical.html' title='High School Musical!'/><author><name>Hannah Lynn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SGRuvrHFAiI/AAAAAAAAAFM/SWE-4Ym-nzA/s72-c/DSCI1415.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3018438012969285543.post-5290440267306170603</id><published>2008-06-23T12:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T13:11:14.369-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Young Women Campout</title><content type='html'>This past Friday and Saturday, the young women in my ward went on a campout! It was so much fun! I would go again in a jiffy! I had a blast! We went canoeing, got to know eachother better and me and my homie Stephanie stayed up until 4:30! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SGADFcf10RI/AAAAAAAAAEs/o33CpZ67Zcw/s1600-h/Steph+and+I+at+400+am.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SGADFcf10RI/AAAAAAAAAEs/o33CpZ67Zcw/s320/Steph+and+I+at+400+am.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215171760579006738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steph and I at 4:00am! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SGACcGvCOfI/AAAAAAAAAEk/fb6TCmnJlMI/s1600-h/DSCI1306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SGACcGvCOfI/AAAAAAAAAEk/fb6TCmnJlMI/s320/DSCI1306.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215171050362518002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Flat Tire on one of the Cars! It was wasted! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SGACBVuXxPI/AAAAAAAAAEc/RMdjA4f-fJ8/s1600-h/DSCI1304.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SGACBVuXxPI/AAAAAAAAAEc/RMdjA4f-fJ8/s320/DSCI1304.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215170590529799410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haley and I being Circus people! We are CRAZY!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SGABNph8ETI/AAAAAAAAAEU/2QMM6dXwlq4/s1600-h/DSCI1296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SGABNph8ETI/AAAAAAAAAEU/2QMM6dXwlq4/s320/DSCI1296.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215169702493163826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Annamarie, Stephanie, Haley, and Me! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SGAAjaXkEfI/AAAAAAAAAEM/FpA-YeNrfeI/s1600-h/DSCI1238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SGAAjaXkEfI/AAAAAAAAAEM/FpA-YeNrfeI/s320/DSCI1238.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215168976868610546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sister Standage, Me, and Annamarie being silly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SF__khhtTBI/AAAAAAAAAEE/TLdHP_2S568/s1600-h/DSCI1214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SF__khhtTBI/AAAAAAAAAEE/TLdHP_2S568/s320/DSCI1214.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215167896458447890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Otis the Third!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3018438012969285543-5290440267306170603?l=hannahlynn17.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/feeds/5290440267306170603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3018438012969285543&amp;postID=5290440267306170603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/5290440267306170603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/5290440267306170603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/2008/06/young-women-campout.html' title='Young Women Campout'/><author><name>Hannah Lynn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SGADFcf10RI/AAAAAAAAAEs/o33CpZ67Zcw/s72-c/Steph+and+I+at+400+am.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3018438012969285543.post-3106725963482389262</id><published>2008-06-17T10:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T11:04:43.428-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How to Attempt to Kill a Goldfish 101</title><content type='html'>So on Friday my parents went up to Flagstaff. They thought our day would be more enjoyable if my aunt and cousins came over. We were playing Apples to Apples (Me, Rebekah, my cousin Emily, and my Aunt Julie) and Julie was telling us a story of how she had done a science experiment to see how long goldfish could survive in the swimming pool. Me and Emily were drinking grape gatorade and decided to give it a try. We filled up a bowl with grape gatorade and went downstairs to get a goldfish. My cousin Savanna was also over and she asked us how we would feel if we were the goldfish. We decided not to do it afterall. We came upstairs only to find that Caleb had spilled our bowl of grape gatorade all over the floor! :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SFf7wdH7H3I/AAAAAAAAAD8/OJddVfespdY/s1600-h/DSCI1127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SFf7wdH7H3I/AAAAAAAAAD8/OJddVfespdY/s320/DSCI1127.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212911903574794098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The spilled death...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3018438012969285543-3106725963482389262?l=hannahlynn17.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/feeds/3106725963482389262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3018438012969285543&amp;postID=3106725963482389262' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/3106725963482389262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/3106725963482389262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/2008/06/how-to-attempt-to-kill-goldfish-101.html' title='How to Attempt to Kill a Goldfish 101'/><author><name>Hannah Lynn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SFf7wdH7H3I/AAAAAAAAAD8/OJddVfespdY/s72-c/DSCI1127.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3018438012969285543.post-5511478406196934515</id><published>2008-05-29T07:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T20:30:01.828-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Volleyball...</title><content type='html'>So I am doing the Volleyball camp this summer. If you do it you have a better chance of making the team next year and its a good workout! We play volleyball or workout on the track every morning from 5-6 and then from 6-7 we lift and workout in the weight room! It so early cus its hot outside and they are trying to teach us disipline. If you are late, you run a mile... even just one minute late. And if you don't show up at all your entire group runs a mile! I am so sore like my rear end could probably fall off and I would be happy! TOTALLY JK!  My thighs and arms kill! All I can say is that it hurts now but it will all pay off... Me and my friends are going to be SEXY BEASTS! I can't wait.... I will probably have a six pack... no joke! We do these killer ab workouts! Its awesome, but extremely painfull! I can't wait to go to high school next year! I have some worries, but I know everything will work out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3018438012969285543-5511478406196934515?l=hannahlynn17.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/feeds/5511478406196934515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3018438012969285543&amp;postID=5511478406196934515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/5511478406196934515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/5511478406196934515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/2008/05/volleyball.html' title='Volleyball...'/><author><name>Hannah Lynn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3018438012969285543.post-3591873136930706739</id><published>2008-05-27T08:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T08:37:09.852-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Amazing Jakes!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday we went to Amazing Jakes. I've never been there before and Caleb was my buddy while we were there. It was pretty good eats and I had fun! Caleb was hilarious. There is a merry-go-round in the back corner and we rode on it twice and he also rode on it with Rebekah. He's so dang cute! When we walked into the back, Zack and Seth were going crazy in the tea cups! It was so funny! Then Me, Caleb, and Leah rode in the "choo-choo train"  It was interesting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SDwp01xGcJI/AAAAAAAAAD0/LRKmCs0N_jc/s1600-h/DSCI0955.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SDwp01xGcJI/AAAAAAAAAD0/LRKmCs0N_jc/s320/DSCI0955.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205081257096409234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture is HILARIOUS! It looks like Caleb wants to blow chunks! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SDwpUVxGcII/AAAAAAAAADs/CylcBjPzsCc/s1600-h/DSCI0947.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SDwpUVxGcII/AAAAAAAAADs/CylcBjPzsCc/s320/DSCI0947.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205080698750660738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zack and Seth in the tea cups!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SDwo0VxGcHI/AAAAAAAAADk/vO0RO5Fs-g0/s1600-h/DSCI0942.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SDwo0VxGcHI/AAAAAAAAADk/vO0RO5Fs-g0/s320/DSCI0942.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205080148994846834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caleb eating his ice cream cone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3018438012969285543-3591873136930706739?l=hannahlynn17.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/feeds/3591873136930706739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3018438012969285543&amp;postID=3591873136930706739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/3591873136930706739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/3591873136930706739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/2008/05/amazing-jakes.html' title='Amazing Jakes!'/><author><name>Hannah Lynn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SDwp01xGcJI/AAAAAAAAAD0/LRKmCs0N_jc/s72-c/DSCI0955.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3018438012969285543.post-2558942146742372368</id><published>2008-05-26T20:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T20:31:09.552-07:00</updated><title type='text'>High School</title><content type='html'>I am very sad to be leaving jR hIGH and all of the good memories there. But I am so excited to be going to High SChool! I can't believe how fast this year went by... I am so thankful to all of my friends and all they do for me! They ROCK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SDuF1lxGcGI/AAAAAAAAADc/and8rNBr9Rs/s1600-h/DSCI0862.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SDuF1lxGcGI/AAAAAAAAADc/and8rNBr9Rs/s320/DSCI0862.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204900950074355810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My VERY FAVORITE GIRLS EVER! (I don't have a picture of my very favorite guys so I will post one when I get one!) Sara, Susannah, Whitney, Me, Korbyn, Stephanie, and Katie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3018438012969285543-2558942146742372368?l=hannahlynn17.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/feeds/2558942146742372368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3018438012969285543&amp;postID=2558942146742372368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/2558942146742372368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/2558942146742372368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/2008/05/goodbye-kino-hello-westwood.html' title='High School'/><author><name>Hannah Lynn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SDuF1lxGcGI/AAAAAAAAADc/and8rNBr9Rs/s72-c/DSCI0862.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3018438012969285543.post-1771773429825486634</id><published>2008-05-17T13:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T14:03:26.445-07:00</updated><title type='text'>9th Grade Dinner Dance!</title><content type='html'>Last Night was the 9th Grade Dinner Dance. My Aunt Shelley came over and helped with hair and Sister Mavity came and did makeup! SO MUCH THANKS! It was so fun to get dressed up and look GORGEOUS! The dance was kinda lameo but after we went to Steph's &lt;br /&gt;and watched Enchanted! I had a blast! It was a night worth remembering!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SC9HgQ0Cs_I/AAAAAAAAADU/72RkV7OTc_o/s1600-h/DSC00681.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SC9HgQ0Cs_I/AAAAAAAAADU/72RkV7OTc_o/s320/DSC00681.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201454714230846450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of us! Susannah, Katie, Sara, Stephanie, Korbyn, Whitney, and ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SC9Gtw0Cs-I/AAAAAAAAADM/2inIpTUKoMs/s1600-h/DSCI0821.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SC9Gtw0Cs-I/AAAAAAAAADM/2inIpTUKoMs/s320/DSCI0821.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201453846647452642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Korbynito!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SC9GMg0Cs9I/AAAAAAAAADE/njRaexSFGgk/s1600-h/DSCI0813.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SC9GMg0Cs9I/AAAAAAAAADE/njRaexSFGgk/s320/DSCI0813.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201453275416802258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Stephanie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SC9Fnw0Cs8I/AAAAAAAAAC8/GxtymmMZez8/s1600-h/DSCI0804.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SC9Fnw0Cs8I/AAAAAAAAAC8/GxtymmMZez8/s320/DSCI0804.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201452644056609730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Susannah Banana!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SC9FUA0Cs7I/AAAAAAAAAC0/Daz800A4N78/s1600-h/DSCI0815.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SC9FUA0Cs7I/AAAAAAAAAC0/Daz800A4N78/s320/DSCI0815.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201452304754193330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katie and Sara!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SC9Ejg0Cs6I/AAAAAAAAACs/Q09PyH5Ti4A/s1600-h/DSCI0805.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SC9Ejg0Cs6I/AAAAAAAAACs/Q09PyH5Ti4A/s320/DSCI0805.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201451471530537890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Whitney!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SC9EPQ0Cs5I/AAAAAAAAACk/7RruKQNR2I0/s1600-h/DSCI0807.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SC9EPQ0Cs5I/AAAAAAAAACk/7RruKQNR2I0/s320/DSCI0807.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201451123638186898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stephanie bein Stephanie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SC9Deg0Cs4I/AAAAAAAAACc/eYAEaqpw9k8/s1600-h/DSCI0808.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SC9Deg0Cs4I/AAAAAAAAACc/eYAEaqpw9k8/s320/DSCI0808.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201450286119564162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Korbyn lookin shmanzy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SC9C_w0Cs3I/AAAAAAAAACU/67uPCb30kt8/s1600-h/DSCI0773.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SC9C_w0Cs3I/AAAAAAAAACU/67uPCb30kt8/s320/DSCI0773.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201449757838586738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whitney gettin ready! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SC9CRA0Cs2I/AAAAAAAAACM/pXQG9ZC9qPs/s1600-h/DSCI0788.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SC9CRA0Cs2I/AAAAAAAAACM/pXQG9ZC9qPs/s320/DSCI0788.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201448954679702370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hannah posing with Sister Mavity!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SC9BvA0Cs1I/AAAAAAAAACE/olCphP5UVOg/s1600-h/DSCI0793.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SC9BvA0Cs1I/AAAAAAAAACE/olCphP5UVOg/s320/DSCI0793.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201448370564150098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katie Budd getting fancy with the makeup!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SC9BPg0Cs0I/AAAAAAAAAB8/CiBu2Dkz2AQ/s1600-h/DSCI0774.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SC9BPg0Cs0I/AAAAAAAAAB8/CiBu2Dkz2AQ/s320/DSCI0774.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201447829398270786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sara shavin the legs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SC9AtA0CszI/AAAAAAAAAB0/LmxVu9tkPBU/s1600-h/DSCI0801.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SC9AtA0CszI/AAAAAAAAAB0/LmxVu9tkPBU/s320/DSCI0801.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201447236692783922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Susannah gettin her hair done!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3018438012969285543-1771773429825486634?l=hannahlynn17.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/feeds/1771773429825486634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3018438012969285543&amp;postID=1771773429825486634' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/1771773429825486634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/1771773429825486634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/2008/05/9th-grade-dinner-dance.html' title='9th Grade Dinner Dance!'/><author><name>Hannah Lynn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SC9HgQ0Cs_I/AAAAAAAAADU/72RkV7OTc_o/s72-c/DSC00681.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3018438012969285543.post-8622631692865494602</id><published>2008-04-27T19:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T18:03:45.429-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stake Youth Conference</title><content type='html'>This weekend my stake had a youth conference. "Behold a Royal Army" was the theme and we were all Nephites. We were in our own tribes and everything. We had a huge feast with ginourmous turkey legs and everything! Then we had a dance which was amazing! Then we had a huge battle with marshmellow guns and flour filled pantyhoes. It was so much fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SBZzjfr5lTI/AAAAAAAAABs/9geUz2Tlwpc/s1600-h/image.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SBZzjfr5lTI/AAAAAAAAABs/9geUz2Tlwpc/s320/image.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194466273856689458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shootin a marshmellow at my leader, and she snapped a shot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SBU9lvr5lSI/AAAAAAAAABk/PVhaL94utNo/s1600-h/IMG_0216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SBU9lvr5lSI/AAAAAAAAABk/PVhaL94utNo/s320/IMG_0216.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194125463906784546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saving a fellow warrior&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SBU8_Pr5lRI/AAAAAAAAABc/ZYjdr1LhRsI/s1600-h/IMG_0159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SBU8_Pr5lRI/AAAAAAAAABc/ZYjdr1LhRsI/s320/IMG_0159.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194124802481820946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MARSHMELLOW SHOOTING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SBU8dfr5lQI/AAAAAAAAABU/gWYTkLnVjys/s1600-h/IMG_0021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SBU8dfr5lQI/AAAAAAAAABU/gWYTkLnVjys/s320/IMG_0021.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194124222661235970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Annamarie (my battle buddie!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SBU73Pr5lPI/AAAAAAAAABM/TlhvKlfE_lA/s1600-h/IMG_0015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SBU73Pr5lPI/AAAAAAAAABM/TlhvKlfE_lA/s320/IMG_0015.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194123565531239666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brother Carling one of our army commanders&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SBU7ePr5lOI/AAAAAAAAABE/VDusbfdsefs/s1600-h/IMG_0091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SBU7ePr5lOI/AAAAAAAAABE/VDusbfdsefs/s320/IMG_0091.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194123136034510050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brother G. my sidekick in the battle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SBU6s_r5lNI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sAGsMxReRwk/s1600-h/IMG_0143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SBU6s_r5lNI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sAGsMxReRwk/s320/IMG_0143.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194122289925952722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;ON the front line of the war!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3018438012969285543-8622631692865494602?l=hannahlynn17.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/feeds/8622631692865494602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3018438012969285543&amp;postID=8622631692865494602' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/8622631692865494602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/8622631692865494602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/2008/04/stake-youth-conference.html' title='Stake Youth Conference'/><author><name>Hannah Lynn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/SBZzjfr5lTI/AAAAAAAAABs/9geUz2Tlwpc/s72-c/image.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3018438012969285543.post-5445114743546226791</id><published>2008-03-30T19:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T19:33:49.241-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Caleb!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/R_BNWVqgz9I/AAAAAAAAAA0/F3tZ1rky7fM/s1600-h/DSCI0340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/R_BNWVqgz9I/AAAAAAAAAA0/F3tZ1rky7fM/s320/DSCI0340.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183728217271357394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/R_BMwlqgz8I/AAAAAAAAAAs/qfTJITEoKSs/s1600-h/DSCI0226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/R_BMwlqgz8I/AAAAAAAAAAs/qfTJITEoKSs/s320/DSCI0226.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183727568731295682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/R_BL71qgz7I/AAAAAAAAAAk/xJLYirpbLyY/s1600-h/DSCI0344.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/R_BL71qgz7I/AAAAAAAAAAk/xJLYirpbLyY/s320/DSCI0344.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183726662493196210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/R_BLFlqgz6I/AAAAAAAAAAc/vK1q7MmuzME/s1600-h/DSCI0362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/R_BLFlqgz6I/AAAAAAAAAAc/vK1q7MmuzME/s320/DSCI0362.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183725730485292962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/R_BKWVqgz5I/AAAAAAAAAAU/gMNpVPfxsS8/s1600-h/DSCI0390.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/R_BKWVqgz5I/AAAAAAAAAAU/gMNpVPfxsS8/s320/DSCI0390.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183724918736474002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my little brother Caleb who is almost 2. He loves to smile and get into things. He is getting into that "Terrible Twos" stage and he thinks he is so cool. He loves to try and get anyone who he can to give him attention! He loves to sing and dance and just be crazy! I love this little kid to death!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3018438012969285543-5445114743546226791?l=hannahlynn17.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/feeds/5445114743546226791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3018438012969285543&amp;postID=5445114743546226791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/5445114743546226791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/5445114743546226791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/2008/03/caleb_30.html' title='Caleb!'/><author><name>Hannah Lynn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/R_BNWVqgz9I/AAAAAAAAAA0/F3tZ1rky7fM/s72-c/DSCI0340.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3018438012969285543.post-3141548568660103332</id><published>2008-03-19T18:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T18:48:46.414-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hannah Lynn... Yup that's me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/R-HCA1qgz4I/AAAAAAAAAAM/10geYzjATgM/s1600-h/Hannah+28.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179634366113959810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/R-HCA1qgz4I/AAAAAAAAAAM/10geYzjATgM/s320/Hannah+28.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just thought I would post and give everyone a summary of my life. I am 15 years old and happy with life. I am a girl who loves to have fun! I am crazy and entergetic most of the time! If possible for me to stay up that late... my favorite time of the day is after midnight... I am slap happy and anything will make me laugh! I love sports and and piano. I love my bed and love to read! I can have serious blonde moments and always laugh at myself! My favorite food is anything that sounds good... whatever I can get my hands on...! I love to sing and dance like nobody's watching!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3018438012969285543-3141548568660103332?l=hannahlynn17.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/feeds/3141548568660103332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3018438012969285543&amp;postID=3141548568660103332' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/3141548568660103332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/3141548568660103332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/2008/03/hannah-lynn-yup-thats-me.html' title='Hannah Lynn... Yup that&apos;s me!'/><author><name>Hannah Lynn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CkzMvT2thsk/R-HCA1qgz4I/AAAAAAAAAAM/10geYzjATgM/s72-c/Hannah+28.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3018438012969285543.post-7693081735732884597</id><published>2008-03-18T20:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T20:26:37.707-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Break</title><content type='html'>Right now I'm staying at my aunts and so I will post pictures when i get home.  I am taking Life Guard Training all of this week. My parents are in New York... Today at LGT I got super sunburnt... I used sunscreen too! My face hurts so bad! Grrr.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3018438012969285543-7693081735732884597?l=hannahlynn17.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/feeds/7693081735732884597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3018438012969285543&amp;postID=7693081735732884597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/7693081735732884597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3018438012969285543/posts/default/7693081735732884597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahlynn17.blogspot.com/2008/03/spring-break.html' title='Spring Break'/><author><name>Hannah Lynn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
