<?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-14520091</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:00:13.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wild fire</title><subtitle type='html'>a daily life story about a little Chinese guy comes  to America, and get lost in the american culture once in while.He does not care if he is the king of the world, but he does care the happiness of his friends and family. He is said to be "one of the kind" by all the people meet him in person!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Pacey Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02896834483335203646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>83</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14520091.post-116334892426325980</id><published>2006-11-12T08:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T08:28:44.276-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A big moment in college life</title><content type='html'>For everyone who goes to the College of Wooster or knows the  College of Wooster, I.S.is a huge project for students at their senior years. I started mine in the spring of 2006. At the beginning, I thought I.S. was like many mini-paper get together. As time passed, I.S.became my "dark time" in life. Every awaken and sleeping moments, all I thought was I.S. Most students at college have their I.S. meetings once a week, however, since I was very worried and nervous about mine, my advisor, Dr. Ramsay, agreed to meet me twice a week minimally or sometimes even more. At the end of the spring 2006 semester, I had written first two chapters of my I.S. I returned home in China for the summer, and of couse, I took my I.S. with me. I wrote the most part of my third chapter in my summer 2006. When this semester, Fall 2006, started, Dr.Ramsay and I continued learning and discussed game theory together, and learnt Nash equilibrium point and Nash theorem. While I was learning math part of I.S. with Dr. Ramsay, I revised it with the writing center, Mrs. Hampton, Katryn, Lenni, and Jenny all were very helpful. I revised at least 3 or 4 times of my I.S. before I turned in on Thursday, the 9th day of November 2006. The 9th day of November 2006 became a  day in my heart that I will never forget about life at college. &lt;br /&gt;Handing in I.S. is a big deal. Now I  look back to my "dark time" of learning and writing I.S., I think that it was not a torture, instead, I am glad that I did it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14520091-116334892426325980?l=paceypotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/feeds/116334892426325980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14520091&amp;postID=116334892426325980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/116334892426325980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/116334892426325980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/2006/11/big-moment-in-college-life.html' title='A big moment in college life'/><author><name>Pacey Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02896834483335203646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14520091.post-115651394299911019</id><published>2006-08-25T06:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T06:52:23.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last fall in Wooster</title><content type='html'>It has been a very long since last post. I have been very busy with my rough life in reality. Last summer as a student at college was long enough for me to get rest and put my thoughts together for a new semester. Last year, I was smiling when I saw seniors finishing up their studies at Wooster. I can not believe that now is my turn to use every awaken moment to work on I.S. And wish the endline could be later than November 13th 2006. I do not know why that a part of me is not ready to leave Wooster for a new life. Last night I moved in to my dorm room, and it was smaller than my last semester's double single in Armington with seniors. I hope that I could move all my stuff into the single room. I decided not to attend any crazy parties this semester on the planes back to U.S.  I would love to remember my last fall at Wooster with sober mind. I hope I will have a smooth semester and receive good grades. My only goal of this semester is at the moment of leaving campus on December 2006, I will have a smile on the face instead of tears in my eyes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14520091-115651394299911019?l=paceypotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/feeds/115651394299911019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14520091&amp;postID=115651394299911019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/115651394299911019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/115651394299911019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/2006/08/last-fall-in-wooster.html' title='Last fall in Wooster'/><author><name>Pacey Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02896834483335203646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14520091.post-114679629722201330</id><published>2006-05-04T19:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T19:31:37.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Night before the Last Day of Classes</title><content type='html'>There are so many things happened in my life at college during this school year. One of my friends named Brittany always says to me that things happen for reasons, both good and bad. Something happens to us, in order to make us realize that life is very short, and very valuable. Something happens to us, in order to make us think that we are very lucky to be at the college. Something happens to us, in order to make us know that we are very furnate to have friends that actually care about us. I know that the world we are living in right now, it changes very fast everyday, some mornings I wake up, I could not believe that the weeks have gone by. Tonight is the night before the last day of  classes, most of my friends have so much work to do, because they save all their semester worth work to the very last minute.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14520091-114679629722201330?l=paceypotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/feeds/114679629722201330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14520091&amp;postID=114679629722201330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/114679629722201330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/114679629722201330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/2006/05/night-before-last-day-of-classes.html' title='The Night before the Last Day of Classes'/><author><name>Pacey Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02896834483335203646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14520091.post-114661448012079851</id><published>2006-05-02T16:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T17:01:20.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Radio Show of the semester</title><content type='html'>This afternoon I did my last radio show of the semester. One of my friends at college suprisely droped by and visited me for 20 minutes in the station. I was very glad. After the guest left, I realized that it was going to be my last radio show of the semester, and I became a little bit sad. I do not like endings at all, because when something comes to the end, it means that it will only be in the memories. I played songs, and told listeners about my summer plans, such as spending time with my family, my friends and travelings. I hope that next semester, a.k.a. my last semester at Wooster, and last semester at college as undergraduate student, I will find time to continue doing my radio show weekly. I love to talk on the air and share my favorite musics with everyone who is listening to my shows. It was rather scary to think that I have been doing the radio shows since the 1st semester of my college life at Wooster. 7 semesters flies by very quickly. I was wondering where the time has been. Well, time for me to visit my Pastor before summer vocation.  Hope everyone have a great night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14520091-114661448012079851?l=paceypotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/feeds/114661448012079851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14520091&amp;postID=114661448012079851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/114661448012079851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/114661448012079851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/2006/05/last-radio-show-of-semester.html' title='Last Radio Show of the semester'/><author><name>Pacey Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02896834483335203646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14520091.post-114642326628873054</id><published>2006-04-30T11:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T11:54:26.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last meeting with Wooster Volunteer Network</title><content type='html'>This morning, I got up at 10am to go to my very last WVN meeting, because I will no longer be a exective board memember of WVN next year. After I have been on the board since I was sophmore college year, I finally decided to step down during my last semester of college years. I know that I do not like saying goodbyes to things that I have been part of for a long time, or to people that I have known for a long time. After been through 3 years of college life, I finally realize that it is easy to say goodbyes to people before the very last minute. Otherwise, saying goodbyes at very last second will be very painful and tragic. I am pretty sure that new members of WVN board will continue doing awesome job for the Wooster Volunteerism. Saying goodbye to WVN is the very 1st step for me to fade out at the college campus life, and I know that no one ever said that saying goodbye is going to be easy and happy. Well, today is Sunday, and the beginning for the very last week of classes for me in Spring 2006. I will be glad when my finals are over. To me, summer is 11 days ahead! Yay, 11 days!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14520091-114642326628873054?l=paceypotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/feeds/114642326628873054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14520091&amp;postID=114642326628873054' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/114642326628873054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/114642326628873054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/2006/04/last-meeting-with-wooster-volunteer.html' title='Last meeting with Wooster Volunteer Network'/><author><name>Pacey Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02896834483335203646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14520091.post-114609920102109891</id><published>2006-04-26T17:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T17:53:21.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last two weeks of classes</title><content type='html'>Firstly, please allow me to say sorry to all the people who love to read my blogs, because I have been very busy with school work and school activities, such as Wooster Activities Crew, Wooster Volunteer Network, Student Government Association, math club and The Chinese Cultural Club. Today, one of my good friends, Bethany, asked me why I have not posted anything on my blog lately. I was very touched by her caring, and loving friendship. In life, we need friends like Bethany, who really cares about you, and loves to read about your feelings. As I sat in the library, suddenly I realize that there are only two more weeks classes, and then finals. In about 17 days, everything about this school year, 2005-2006 is going to be OVER. At the beginning of the April, I can not wait to begin my summer break, so  I can see my family, friends back home, and no need to wake up each morning to go to classes and taking notes. However, today, I felt a little bit sad about the end of school year, because my friends are going to graduate and leave the campus, and Bethany, a girl whom I have known for about 4 years, and she is going to graduate and move on from Wooster, hopefully whenever she goes, she will always remember me and remember to read my blogs. Ending often makes people cry, or think, today is Wednesday, and Wednesdays are called College Night at Woo town, and I should not have cried on the college night, a night full of happiness and joys. I think that once in a while, tears make me realize that I have a great friend like Bethany in my college life at Wooster. During the last two weeks of classes, I will of course keep grades up and party with friends. I will not say a single "Goodbye" to friends who are leaving, because "Goodbyes" will definitely make me cry and wanna time to go back to the summer of 2002, the 1st day of college pre-orientation. College to me has been a place to recieve knowledge about life, wisdom about life, to build life-long friendships, to hang out with friends who from different countries, different religion background, different economic classes, and who have different views of life in general. To the Class of 2006 at The College of Wooster, although I am not going to be at the graduation ( I will be too sad to walk cross the stage), I will always remember the time we have spent together at college, and I will always be proud to be a member of the Class. Although I hate to say goodbyes, in about 17 days, I have to say the word goodbyes to all of you, as I am writing right now, my tears are rushing out my eyes (sorry, I could not help it). I wish each of you best of luck in life, some of you will go to graduate school. some of you will work a real job, earn real pay checks, and some of you will travel around the world. No matter wherever you are, and whenever you are, if you feel lonely or sad, please read my blogs, and know that Da's heart is always next to yours!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14520091-114609920102109891?l=paceypotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/feeds/114609920102109891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14520091&amp;postID=114609920102109891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/114609920102109891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/114609920102109891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/2006/04/last-two-weeks-of-classes.html' title='Last two weeks of classes'/><author><name>Pacey Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02896834483335203646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14520091.post-114135807815045271</id><published>2006-03-02T19:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T19:54:38.170-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Deep Thoughts of Life</title><content type='html'>Dear, friends&lt;br /&gt;Everyday I wake up and ask myself the same question "Why God Brought me to the earth?" Life at college is just too hard, homework, projects, labs, and senior thesis. I want to quit thinking about 8am classes, meeting deadlines for submitting homeworks or applications. Being a part of Student Government Association has been one of the things I would like to do. However, recently I feel that the Students in general do not trust the Student Government, in other words, I do not think that students will ever understand what I am doing to change the campus to a better place. I think that studying at college is mainly for being able to find a decent job, and earning decent money to support family. Before I came to the college, I had all the dreams about being with angels in the Heaven, and every weekend sit in my room and play simple games like candy land with friends or people passing by the hall I am living in. I forgot since when, I started to like going to parties, enjoying drinking with people, and being mad and angry with the world surrounding me. I do not know, seriously, when I am going to find that person whom I would like to be, or whom I actually am. 1 more week till spring break, we will all need to hang in there, and keep positive thoughts in our heart. After spring break, I will enjoy I.S Monday with my class, and to think that I am seeing the light through the darkness of life. After I.S. Monday, days, weeks, even months will go by very quickly. Let us all dream about three-month of summer vocation. I CAN NOT WAIT TO GO HOME FOR SUMMER.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14520091-114135807815045271?l=paceypotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/feeds/114135807815045271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14520091&amp;postID=114135807815045271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/114135807815045271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/114135807815045271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/2006/03/random-deep-thoughts-of-life.html' title='Random Deep Thoughts of Life'/><author><name>Pacey Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02896834483335203646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14520091.post-114029241062371879</id><published>2006-02-18T11:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T11:53:30.636-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stressful Woo life</title><content type='html'>Last semester, everything seemed okay, and interesting. I did not feel stressed over anything, probably I was in a relationship at Woo town. As this semester started, life changed from easy, simple, stress free to difficult, complex, stressful. Although most times I tend to live in a carefree world, forget all about classes campus jobs, student organzations, tests, papers, and senior Independent Study, in reality I can not leave all of them behind if I hope to graduate from The College of Wooster. This semester, so far life is stressful, only thing I can do is everyday I tell myself that the next day is going to be better, or evberything will be taken care by the Heavenly God sooner or later in life. Seriously, I can not wait for spring break and summer break. I think that I will spend every single second of my spring break to dream about long hot summer in Beijing, China with my friends, and my family. After four years being at Wooster, I pretty much know that I am not quite a little town boy, and in fact that I am more like a city boy, like parties, meeting new friends, dream about living in a very romantic life, and always thinking about one day I will stand at the toppest point on the world. I have a IM basketball game in about an hour, and I say to the team that "play hard or go home". Hopefully today I can win! And as the same time, all the people can have fun in the game of Basketball.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14520091-114029241062371879?l=paceypotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/feeds/114029241062371879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14520091&amp;postID=114029241062371879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/114029241062371879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/114029241062371879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/2006/02/stressful-woo-life.html' title='Stressful Woo life'/><author><name>Pacey Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02896834483335203646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14520091.post-113883472936847826</id><published>2006-02-01T14:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T14:58:49.390-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The beginning of a new month</title><content type='html'>Today is the 1st day of February 2006. Last night I had a small celebration of the end of January 2006. Although I have never liked to accept the end of things, such as graduation, the last day class, or even the last day in a month, this time I was glad that the month of January 2006 finally passed. The month of January was the most emotional month for me since I remembered things in life. However, January 2006 made me realize that I am a regular human, and have feelings for others and things in life. February is a very romantic month, not only because of February 14th, the V-day, but also attending a semi-final dance at college. Since I came back to college, things in life have been very interesting. Every morning starts with chatting with my girlfriend back home. I am very glad to know that back home there is someone loving me, and waiting for me to be back. Also in February, I am running for the President of the Student Government Association. Winning the election will provide me a very valuable chance to service the student body and the college faculty and staff members. This Friday, my good friend, emily will turn to a magical age, as we all know, the age of 21. I am very glad that she invited to her bday party. I know for fact that I will drink to max. Having someone really loves me does make me feel happy and very pleased about life. Now I know that my ex and I are going to be good friends. What a college senior guy could ask for more, weekends full of funs, a loving girlfriend, and a very caring ex.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14520091-113883472936847826?l=paceypotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/feeds/113883472936847826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14520091&amp;postID=113883472936847826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/113883472936847826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/113883472936847826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/2006/02/beginning-of-new-month.html' title='The beginning of a new month'/><author><name>Pacey Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02896834483335203646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14520091.post-113740931340514257</id><published>2006-01-16T02:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T03:01:53.420-08:00</updated><title type='text'>winter break summary</title><content type='html'>I can not believe that winter break is over, it seems like that yesterday last semester's finals were just over. My winter break was great. I finally got a chance to go back to Beijing China since Christmas 2004. I really miss home, especially my big bed and Chinese dramas on TV. I miss my parents as well. Now I realize that nowhere on the earth or in the whole universe can be as comfortable as home. In the winter break, few of my friends from the college visited me, which was great. Everything in the winter break was wonderful, but I did wanna say that I miss a special someone every second by heart. I do not wanna be back to campus, but I chose to be back to woo town, because of her, a girl who means a lot to me. I do not wanna make her sad or disappointed. I wanna do everything possible to make her feel like home while she is studying and living in woo town. I love her whole heartly, not like lovers, but more like brother to sister. I know sometimes love sucks, because it makes people hurt and confused, but from the moment I saw her in her room after the winter break, I know that she understands  everything I said and I will say,and I trust her with everything, even with life. In the winter break, I went to hiking and bowling a lot. Hiking trains me to be stay with my own goal, and make it real. Bowling trains me not to give up, always improves scores, and always trying to achieve the highest score in the world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14520091-113740931340514257?l=paceypotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/feeds/113740931340514257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14520091&amp;postID=113740931340514257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/113740931340514257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/113740931340514257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/2006/01/winter-break-summary.html' title='winter break summary'/><author><name>Pacey Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02896834483335203646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14520091.post-113458013721150530</id><published>2005-12-14T09:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-14T09:08:57.260-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Final Week Summary One</title><content type='html'>The semester my life in the final week does not seem to be too bad. I have three take home exams, and one in class exam. On top of them, I have some night mire called cleaning up my dorm room and packing for going back to China. I do not think that I did badly on the exams so far. Tonight I have the only in-class exam to finish. I will not be done with my finals until Friday night. Somehow, I think that finall week has been much harder than the class days. I would rather taking classes than siting in a 3 hour exam. I am looking forward to the a month long winter break after the finals, which will start on the coming Saturday. I am not ready to leave campus, because there is certain someone I will miss every second while I am spending the holiday season with my family back home. Well, I will have to go and prepare the battle for the finals.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14520091-113458013721150530?l=paceypotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/feeds/113458013721150530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14520091&amp;postID=113458013721150530' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/113458013721150530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/113458013721150530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/2005/12/final-week-summary-one.html' title='Final Week Summary One'/><author><name>Pacey Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02896834483335203646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14520091.post-113405369170805463</id><published>2005-12-08T06:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T06:54:51.720-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Thursday of classes</title><content type='html'>Although I do not have any classes today, I still wanna point out that today is the last Thursday of classes for me in the year of 2005. Tomorrow will be the LAST DAY of classes for me in the year of 2005. I am looking forward to finish up the classes for the semester, and for the year of 2005. Yesterday, a couple friends of mine could not believe that we are in the month of December of the year of 2005 already. It seems that we were just in the beginning of the year of 2005 yesterday. It is clear that time flies in life. We all need to use time wisely, and of course make the best of it. At the end of year, I would like to say Good luck to everyone, and if you move on from your chapter at Wooster, OH, please do not forget to say Goodbye to me in person. Although I do not like goodbyes at all, it is very neccessary for me to say Goodbyes to all my friends when they decide to move on in life. All my friends, please always remember that no matter what the world has been changed, I am always there for you, and always your friend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14520091-113405369170805463?l=paceypotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/feeds/113405369170805463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14520091&amp;postID=113405369170805463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/113405369170805463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/113405369170805463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/2005/12/last-thursday-of-classes.html' title='Last Thursday of classes'/><author><name>Pacey Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02896834483335203646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14520091.post-113392424601901753</id><published>2005-12-06T18:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T18:57:26.036-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My last radio show of the year</title><content type='html'>I have been a DJ of the college radio station since the end of my 1st semester of my Freshmen year. I really like to be a DJ and talk on the air. When listeners call me, I will be very happy for at least a day or two.When it comes my last show of each semester, I was always very sad. I do not know whether not I could pick the same or better time slot for the next semester of the radio show. Today I did my last radio show of the year, and I felt sad. I think that all my listeners will miss me and hopefully they are all looking forward to listen to my show again in the spring semester. I think that a month not being on the air will be very long for me, but I think that I will be okay. Rest for a busy semester, courses, and more senior stuff at college. Well, I think that finishing up everything for a semester is very busy and stressful, but I always believe in HUKANA MATATA, problem free phrase.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14520091-113392424601901753?l=paceypotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/feeds/113392424601901753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14520091&amp;postID=113392424601901753' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/113392424601901753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/113392424601901753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/2005/12/my-last-radio-show-of-year.html' title='My last radio show of the year'/><author><name>Pacey Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02896834483335203646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14520091.post-113384764040557850</id><published>2005-12-05T21:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T21:40:40.426-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One Take home Final down, Three to Go!</title><content type='html'>Today marked the beginning of the final weeks of the fall semester of 2005 to 2006. As soon as I got the take home final for Intro to Africana studies, I decided to finish it as soon as possible. I know that finals are the most terrified things ever in the world, I will do my best to get them done as soon as possible. I could not stand to hold finals to the last moments. Well, it is just my attitude toward to finals. Wish everyone have a great time with finals!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14520091-113384764040557850?l=paceypotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/feeds/113384764040557850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14520091&amp;postID=113384764040557850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/113384764040557850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/113384764040557850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/2005/12/one-take-home-final-down-three-to-go.html' title='One Take home Final down, Three to Go!'/><author><name>Pacey Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02896834483335203646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14520091.post-113364931591184835</id><published>2005-12-03T14:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-03T14:35:15.923-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finals Counting Down</title><content type='html'>The most scary to a student is facing finals. You never know what are going to be on finals. Some professors are angels, and they will make sure everything passes the courses. However, some professors are devils, and they will take away students' last breathe on the finals. Today, I survived a final for a math course, which is 6 hour long. Up to date, I have 3 take home finals and one in class finals. I know that the next 2 weeks will be terrible. I will do my best to stay positive!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14520091-113364931591184835?l=paceypotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/feeds/113364931591184835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14520091&amp;postID=113364931591184835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/113364931591184835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/113364931591184835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/2005/12/finals-counting-down.html' title='Finals Counting Down'/><author><name>Pacey Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02896834483335203646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14520091.post-113357743855540155</id><published>2005-12-02T18:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T18:37:18.573-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Weekend before Finals</title><content type='html'>Weeks before the finals are full of stress. The finals are scary sometimes. Sometimes, I think that Professors throw students curve balls, in order to tell students that the courses are not as easy as we think. Yesterday and today, I worked for the college swimming meet. Although timing for the meet were not too much fun, making money is always good for me. I think that I will be very happy when I see my pay check next Friday. Tomorrow, I have a SIX- HOUR exam in one of my math courses. I know that the exam is going to be EXTREMELY DIFFICULT. However, I will not give up. I would like to tell all my friends that I FEAR NO EXAMS, NO TESTS, of course NO Homework. I think that as long as I remember everything that I have learned in the course, and I am putting forth 100% effort on the exam, I will not be disappointed. This weekend, I am going to clean my messy room. Please wish me luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14520091-113357743855540155?l=paceypotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/feeds/113357743855540155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14520091&amp;postID=113357743855540155' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/113357743855540155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/113357743855540155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/2005/12/weekend-before-finals.html' title='A Weekend before Finals'/><author><name>Pacey Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02896834483335203646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14520091.post-113349386027094897</id><published>2005-12-01T19:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T19:24:20.286-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love my life!</title><content type='html'>I just realize that how much fun I have in life right now. I have wonderful jobs on campus, wonderful friends in life, and wonderful family. I know that sometimes things do not go the exactly the same that I am hoping for, but I am glad that I have today to be with friends at school, and to be with family on the same planet. I do not think that from now on there is anything that can upset me. Life to me is too short, to be anything, but happy. I love my life. Seriously, I have no complains to things in life. However, I like challenges, and once in while, I would change the ways that I always do things. Although some of the changes that I have made in life have given me some hard times, I do not like to live life as a glass of water, in another words, I like to live everyday with excitements. I love my life, because I have someone special in life. And she is always by myside, and taking care of me as someone that I have known for a long time. Now I am starting to be ready to move on to the next stage of life, which is going to be looking for something called passionate jobs. Although I do not know what I am going to be when I grow up, I am not going to give up on searching for meaning of my life!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14520091-113349386027094897?l=paceypotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/feeds/113349386027094897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14520091&amp;postID=113349386027094897' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/113349386027094897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/113349386027094897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-love-my-life.html' title='I love my life!'/><author><name>Pacey Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02896834483335203646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14520091.post-113344817709783808</id><published>2005-12-01T06:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T06:42:57.110-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday Morning</title><content type='html'>Thursdays are the good days throughout the semester, not only because I do not have any classes, or meetings, but also I can relax until 8pm working the library. Speaking of working in the library, it is the best job ever, basically, working in the library is just sitting at a desk, and doing my homework. Although sometimes the library gets busy and crowded, people in the library are very nice and sweet. The library is also a place to meet new friends. Thursday mornings are generally nice and wonderful, everyone knows that after Thursday is the start point of a weekend--Friday. Last year, I went out to parties and drinking to the maximum on every Wednesday, Friday and Saturday nights. This semester, I am no longer a big fun of weekend parties and happy hours. I know that spending everyday sober is much better feeling that spending the mornings feeling hang over or even getting sick. Although sometimes being sober makes me easily to see the reality and the facts of life, and of course now every college students at their senior years come to a very scary or even heart-broken realization that life is not always fair to everyone, sometimes we may feel that no matter how hard we try to stay positive about our life, there is always something bothers us. Often times, when we suddenly discover that people that we consider to be friends with are not living life right or do things on purpose to harm others, we will not know what to do or what to say. Certianly, things we have learnt in classes can not be always easily or directly applied to real life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14520091-113344817709783808?l=paceypotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/feeds/113344817709783808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14520091&amp;postID=113344817709783808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/113344817709783808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/113344817709783808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/2005/12/thursday-morning.html' title='Thursday Morning'/><author><name>Pacey Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02896834483335203646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14520091.post-113332952610373062</id><published>2005-11-29T21:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T21:45:26.123-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I DO NOT LIKE  GOODBYES</title><content type='html'>This is the second to the last week of classes. I do not like to go to classes, because of boring materials and boring notes. However, I do not like to see the classes end either. It is always sad for me to know that I will not be with the same people in the same classes again. Sometimes, I would find that there are few interesting people in my classes, and I enjoy listenning to their opinions, even though half the time I do not neccessary agree with what they are saying. Since I came to the college, all the professors that I have had for classes have been very friendly and nice to me as a student and as a friend. Although I have never been the best student in any classes grade wise, my advisor Professor John Ramsay always cheers me up, and tells me that tomorrow will be better. Since I was in high school, I have been upset by saying goodbyes to people. Sometimes, I have to spend a few months to face the reality or the fact that they are no longer around me everyday in life. In high school, my teachers made every student stay and watch seniors graduate each year. Watching friends who are seniors getting their degrees were supposed to be a very happy thing for all the people, but for me I could not have a smile on my face, instead, at the end of the ceremonies, I always had tears in my eyes. During the past three years at college, I always avoided to attend my friends' graduations. Some of them did not understand why, but some of them did find out that I do not like saying goodbyes to friends. Four years of college life will be over in less than 6 months. Since the last months, I have hardly been to any parties with friends at college. I do not know what I have been escaping from. I think that i am avoiding saying goodbyes to friends, and I am afraid that I might no longer see them ever again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14520091-113332952610373062?l=paceypotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/feeds/113332952610373062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14520091&amp;postID=113332952610373062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/113332952610373062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/113332952610373062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-do-not-like-goodbyes.html' title='I DO NOT LIKE  GOODBYES'/><author><name>Pacey Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02896834483335203646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14520091.post-113331861621947052</id><published>2005-11-29T18:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T18:43:36.233-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The battle of Final weeks</title><content type='html'>Today is the 1st offical day of final weeks of the semester. I am very glad that finals are almost here. Please do not get me wrong here. I do not like finals at all, or any forms of tests, exams, papers, or homework. I am glad to see the semester is almost coming to its end. As I said in my previous entry, I do not want to go home for the winter break, because I do not want to leave the one who is very special and very important to me in life. However, I have not been home since last Christmas. I think that my family and friends back home would be very happy to see me and to know that everything with me goes well. I hope everyone will hang in there for his or her finals. Finals are not very scary, just treat finals as other tests or even quizzes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14520091-113331861621947052?l=paceypotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/feeds/113331861621947052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14520091&amp;postID=113331861621947052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/113331861621947052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/113331861621947052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/2005/11/battle-of-final-weeks.html' title='The battle of Final weeks'/><author><name>Pacey Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02896834483335203646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14520091.post-113314654395686222</id><published>2005-11-27T18:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-27T18:55:43.970-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Final Three weeks of the semester</title><content type='html'>I can not believe that there will only be three more weeks until finals are over for the semester. Please do not get me wrong here. Three weeks for fighting against finals are very long for me. Right now, I wish that I could have already completed the finals and finished packing for the winter break. However, there is one person that I do not want to leave her all by herself for the break. Although one month for the winter break does not seem to be that long, for me and her are going to be apart from each other is extremely long. I know that during the break, I am going to e-mail her every single day. I hope that all my professors are going to be super nice to me and my fellow classmates tomorrow, and the days in the final weeks. I mean professors being nice is that they will not give us( me and people in my classes) way too much matrials to study for the finals.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14520091-113314654395686222?l=paceypotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/feeds/113314654395686222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14520091&amp;postID=113314654395686222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/113314654395686222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/113314654395686222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/2005/11/final-three-weeks-of-semester.html' title='Final Three weeks of the semester'/><author><name>Pacey Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02896834483335203646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14520091.post-113306305719985961</id><published>2005-11-26T19:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-26T19:44:17.210-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving break</title><content type='html'>The Thanksgiving break is longer than the fall break, but to me and the most people, it is still short. The Thanksgiving break is very wonderful,even though I worked at the first day of the break at the library.During the break, my friend helped me cook food,so I can be alive when the Lowry dinning hall is closed. My friend watched a series of Japanese drama with me. I fall in love with the Japanese drama. I started to change my attitude toward Japanese culture, from not care to respect. My friend is very glad with the change I made toward to Japanese culture. I think that my friend and I will always be together, no matter what happens with the world around my friend and I. Oh well, please have a safe trip back to campus. If you come to Timken library tomorrow night, you will see me working and enjoying my job! &lt;br /&gt;P.S. my friend and I decided to form a family, which means that I am her elder brother.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14520091-113306305719985961?l=paceypotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/feeds/113306305719985961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14520091&amp;postID=113306305719985961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/113306305719985961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/113306305719985961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/2005/11/thanksgiving-break.html' title='Thanksgiving break'/><author><name>Pacey Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02896834483335203646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14520091.post-113266900049874333</id><published>2005-11-22T06:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T06:16:40.513-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Day of Class Before Thanksgiving Break</title><content type='html'>It is the last day of class before the Thanksgiving Break. As many students at the college, I can not wait to the break to start. The semester, everyday has been stressful for me, classes, organzation meetings, and personal life. I do not like to have a stressful life, and I bet no one likes it either. As I got up this morning, it was snowing. I like to watch snow before my window of my room, but I do not like to walk in the snow or even go outside during the snowy days. I am glad today is Tuesday, my favorite day of a week, no classes in the morning, only tutoring my good friend, Les, Chinese, working in the Science Library, T.A. a Chinese Class, and my radio show. Due to the break, in addition to all of it, I am going to be in charge of Student Government Association Shuttles to the airport at 5pm. I know that I need a break from everything. I am glad that Thanksgiving is coming. I know that most of my friends are going to watch football while they are having Thanksgiving dinner. I asked all of my friends to have turkeys for me on the Thanksgiving Day. I think that my Thanksgiving will be filled with rest, and good companies. Although I have told myself thousands times not to do any work during the break, I can not help but working for the library and working on my Senior Indenpendent Studies. Working during the break is very easy, no one ( I mean only few people) uses the library.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14520091-113266900049874333?l=paceypotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/feeds/113266900049874333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14520091&amp;postID=113266900049874333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/113266900049874333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/113266900049874333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/2005/11/last-day-of-class-before-thanksgiving.html' title='Last Day of Class Before Thanksgiving Break'/><author><name>Pacey Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02896834483335203646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14520091.post-113232203913942011</id><published>2005-11-18T05:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T05:53:59.156-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Morning</title><content type='html'>I personally like Friday mornings the most. Although it is freezing cold in this morning, I am still happy and excited about the weekend. Weekends are generally nice and time to relax. Tonight I am working at Basketball games, in charge check people's tickets. After work, I will go to see Hary Potter with my friend. She and I both are Harry Potter fans. Well, time for me to run to class. Hope everyone have a great Friday and a sweet weekend as well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14520091-113232203913942011?l=paceypotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/feeds/113232203913942011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14520091&amp;postID=113232203913942011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/113232203913942011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/113232203913942011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/2005/11/friday-morning.html' title='Friday Morning'/><author><name>Pacey Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02896834483335203646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14520091.post-113228682420085406</id><published>2005-11-17T18:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T20:07:04.220-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday before Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow is the Friday before Thanksgiving break. I am very glad to see that Friday is around the corner, and also the Thanksgiving break is almost here. After Thanksgiving break, there will only be two and three more weeks to go until the last day of Final exams. Although I like to stay at Wooster as long as possible, I would like to be away from Wooster for a while. I think that I am the kind of person that could not stay at the same place for my whole life without taking few breaks from it. Friday is great, no need for getting up early the next morning. However, this Saturday, I have to get up early for signing up for classes. I am not sure that what I am going to take as my fourth course, whether Public Speaking or American Religious Community. Both courses sound very interesting to me. I heard from many students who have taken the courses that they both require lots of work. With Senior last semester and graudate school stuff, I do not want to take four hard courses. I would love to keep my GPA, and hopefully improve it if I can. &lt;br /&gt;Relay for life is happening this year! Yay for students who are co-chairs for the event. Although April is going to be cold in Wooster, I think that this year there will be many students that going to form teams. Last year, relay for life was lots of fun, and I made many new friends during relay for life. &lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, my friend and I are planning to see Harry Potter after work. I think that it will be a great time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14520091-113228682420085406?l=paceypotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/feeds/113228682420085406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14520091&amp;postID=113228682420085406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/113228682420085406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/113228682420085406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/2005/11/friday-before-thanksgiving.html' title='Friday before Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Pacey Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02896834483335203646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14520091.post-113224408591431762</id><published>2005-11-17T07:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T08:14:45.930-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow</title><content type='html'>After studying and living in Wooster for 3 years, snow has become nothing new or exciting to me. However, a very special friend of mine this year told me that she has not seen snow for about 8 years. Last night, she was excited to see snow at Wooster. I like snow. But I do not like when the snow starts to melt. Snow is the sign for winter season. Of all four seasons, I like winter the second. The best holiday of a year to me is Christmas. If I have a white Christmas for the year, I know that the coming year is most likely full of joys and happiness. Otherwise, I am not sure what is the coming year to me going to be. Snow makes me wanna stay inside, and spend time with my favorite books and TVs. Well, I hope all of you will like snow as well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14520091-113224408591431762?l=paceypotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/feeds/113224408591431762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14520091&amp;postID=113224408591431762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/113224408591431762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/113224408591431762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/2005/11/snow.html' title='Snow'/><author><name>Pacey Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02896834483335203646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14520091.post-113202390067239333</id><published>2005-11-14T18:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-14T19:05:00.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Survived another Monday</title><content type='html'>I think that I have survived another Monday at college. Yay for myself! I know that many people agree with me on that Monday is the worst day of a week. However, some of people disagree with me, Monday is the 1st day of work, school and etc, so they think that Monday should not be any worse than  any other days of a week. I survived anothe Monday, and it is all I care and all I have to write. When I woke up this morning, I was thinking about the I.S. Monday! I decide that to work extremely hard on my senior I.S. for the next few weeks, and turn it in before winter break. Well,if you are a senior at wooster, please do not hate me for turning my I.S. early. I.S. nowadays like a shape knife hanging on top of my head, so I come to the point is that I HAVE TO FINISH IT AS SOON AS POSSIBLE. I think that my college senior year has lots of good times to come, and I can not let my I.S. ruin my senior experience at college.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14520091-113202390067239333?l=paceypotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/feeds/113202390067239333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14520091&amp;postID=113202390067239333' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/113202390067239333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/113202390067239333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/2005/11/survived-another-monday.html' title='Survived another Monday'/><author><name>Pacey Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02896834483335203646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14520091.post-113198524923701493</id><published>2005-11-14T08:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-14T08:20:49.453-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Morning</title><content type='html'>Monday morning is the most difficult time of a week, not only that I do not want to get up from my warm bed, but also I do not want to face new business. This week will be very busy, tons of homework, for example, a math paper to  write. I do not know why in the world for a math major, I have to write a paper in a math class, why can it be a problem to solve or some projects else. Tonight, I have meetings to attend, such as Student Government Association, Wooster Volunteer Network. Monday night is always time for me to celebrate, for surviving Monday madness and stress. Okay, I should have been doing my homework, instead I sat here and write thoughts on here. I hope all of my friends will have a great Monday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14520091-113198524923701493?l=paceypotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/feeds/113198524923701493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14520091&amp;postID=113198524923701493' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/113198524923701493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/113198524923701493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/2005/11/monday-morning.html' title='Monday Morning'/><author><name>Pacey Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02896834483335203646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14520091.post-113193893784136795</id><published>2005-11-13T19:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-13T19:28:57.856-08:00</updated><title type='text'>World without worrying and unhappiness</title><content type='html'>Today is sunday, and I do not want to think about the next day. Monday is always the most difficult day of a week, not only because everything will start all over again, but also because that weekends' fun is over. I am tired of worrying too much and being unhappy about everything in life. I decided that start with tomorrow, I will stop worrying too much, just mind my own life, in other words, I will only care for things that matter to me, such as Gilmore girls, 7th Heaven, Disney channel, Sex and the City. Being unhappy will not change my world to a better place, instead, it will make my life bitter and hopeless. Friends, Worrying and being unhappy are our weakness in life, so try our best to be happy, and hopeful. Although classes, homework, quizzes, papers, and exams will never leave us alone, there will always be new hopes in life when we wake up each day. Monday is not the 1st day of a week, and the reality is that Sunday is the 1st day of a week. I friendly suggest or recommand all of you that trying not to get up in the afternoon of every Sunday, instead, try to visit some local coffee shops or local churches on Sunday mornings. You will find that getting up early on Sunday mornings will make your mood of a week happier and light. I will start to build or construct a world without worrys and unhappiness. I will keep all of you, my friends with the updates with the building process. World without worrys and unhappiness is not impossible to build in life. Once we have it, please not to destroy it. Well, no matter what efforts we put in to keep Monday from coming, tomorrow will be called Monday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14520091-113193893784136795?l=paceypotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/feeds/113193893784136795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14520091&amp;postID=113193893784136795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/113193893784136795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/113193893784136795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/2005/11/world-without-worrying-and-unhappiness.html' title='World without worrying and unhappiness'/><author><name>Pacey Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02896834483335203646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14520091.post-113164931543954192</id><published>2005-11-10T10:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T11:01:55.483-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is full of uncertainty</title><content type='html'>Some days I act as a kid, not wanting grow up. Some days I act as a college student, passionate about things in life. Some days I act as an old man, just sit in a chair, watching TV, drinking beers, and thinking over things I have done in life. As days have gone by in life, I realize that life is  full of uncertainty. Some people I think that I will have them as friends forever, no matter what I say or I do to them. However, the reality is that we do not have anyone that we can be with from the second we were born to the second we breathe our last breath. The only person we can count on in life all the time is ourselves. My friends, please always remember that Everyone in this world only has this second, this minute, this hour, and this day for sure. We only can dream about tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, but we do not know for sure. If you want to talk to someone, talk to him or her today, otherwise you may regert for rest of your life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14520091-113164931543954192?l=paceypotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/feeds/113164931543954192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14520091&amp;postID=113164931543954192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/113164931543954192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/113164931543954192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/2005/11/life-is-full-of-uncertainty.html' title='Life is full of uncertainty'/><author><name>Pacey Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02896834483335203646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14520091.post-113155526840114132</id><published>2005-11-09T08:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T10:56:02.333-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Wednesday Night without parties</title><content type='html'>Sorry, I did not know what happened with my last post. I think that today's world is full of magics. Today is Wednesday, and I am supposed to exciting for the night, because the night is often filled with parties and good times with friends. However, I do not want the night to come today. 1st, I am very tired and sick of dramas happening in Student Government Association, but I do not want to quit, I would love to see my efforts make a different on campus. 2nd, I am very terrified by unlimited homework, and preparing for tests, exams and presatations. In addition to all of the homework, this week is the Volunteer week, therefore I volunteer some parts of my night to sell cookies, in order to raise money for good cases. Although I am not having time party tonight, I hope all of you will have a great Wednesday night as always, or better. I think that it is very sad for me not to party on Wednesday night, but I do believe that tonight I will be very productive, get homework mostly done, and get exams done as well, or at least most part. Also I will help with good causes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. This morning I got all of my course plan for the coming semester approved by my awesome advisor, Professor Ramsay! (Smile)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14520091-113155526840114132?l=paceypotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/feeds/113155526840114132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14520091&amp;postID=113155526840114132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/113155526840114132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/113155526840114132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/2005/11/wednesday-night-without-parties.html' title='A Wednesday Night without parties'/><author><name>Pacey Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02896834483335203646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14520091.post-113151421289676206</id><published>2005-11-08T21:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T21:30:12.913-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yay for Tuesday</title><content type='html'>Sorry about last post, I did not know what happened to it. Tuesday recently become my favorite day of a week. #1 reason is that I can sleep in on Tuesdays until 10:45am. #2 reason I survive from Monday stress. #3 reason is that I have my own radio show and two favorite classes on Tuesdays. My radio show is from 1pm to 4pm on WCWS, 90.9FM, you also can listen to me on line (www.wooster.edu/wcws). One class is Problem Seminar, and the another one is called Religion Thoughts and Action. I hope all of you will like Tuesdays as well!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14520091-113151421289676206?l=paceypotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/feeds/113151421289676206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14520091&amp;postID=113151421289676206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/113151421289676206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/113151421289676206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/2005/11/yay-for-tuesday_08.html' title='Yay for Tuesday'/><author><name>Pacey Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02896834483335203646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14520091.post-113146862864297306</id><published>2005-11-08T08:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T08:50:28.663-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yay for Tuesday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14520091-113146862864297306?l=paceypotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/feeds/113146862864297306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14520091&amp;postID=113146862864297306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/113146862864297306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/113146862864297306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/2005/11/yay-for-tuesday.html' title='Yay for Tuesday!'/><author><name>Pacey Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02896834483335203646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14520091.post-113142963089253667</id><published>2005-11-07T21:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T22:00:30.906-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Student Government Association</title><content type='html'>Since I was a Freshman kid, I have been a part of the Student Government Association (SGA). My Freshmen year, I was elected as a 1st year senator. At the end of the second semester of my 1st year of college, I was brave enough to run for the President of SGA. Although the result was tragedic, I did not regret for it. At the end of my Junior year , I run for the Secretary of Safety and Security. Very happily, I got voted on the cabinet of the SGA 2005 to 2006. SGA in my mind is the voice of student body, and should help student body improve their campus life. Today, I discovered that SGA Vice President started to form his own agendas, and form his own "Power Structure". I was very sad to see what the V.P. of SGA was doing. I think that in order to make SGA work well, every member of SGA needs to understand each other, and certainly, no one should form his or her small circle at SGA. Maybe I am way too serious about SGA. Sleep well!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14520091-113142963089253667?l=paceypotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/feeds/113142963089253667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14520091&amp;postID=113142963089253667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/113142963089253667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/113142963089253667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/2005/11/student-government-association.html' title='Student Government Association'/><author><name>Pacey Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02896834483335203646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14520091.post-113097552841796762</id><published>2005-11-02T15:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-02T15:52:08.430-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Wednesday night</title><content type='html'>Today is Wednesday again, and I do not have any mood or desires for parties. So many things have taken place in my life since last Wednesday. The most shocking news is that my girlfriend dumped me. I do not know what actually happen with me and the world I am living in. Last year, I was so focus on party scenes, and looking forward to weekend parties. I do not know why today I do not feel like to go to parties on Wednesday night, and it seems like to be the 1st Wednesday that I do not want to go out and drink my night away. In a few minutes, I will attend SGA weekly meeting, and involve myself into all kinds of dramas. Although I do not like to go to parties at the moment, I might decide to go out later. I hope all my friends have a very enjoyable Wednesday night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14520091-113097552841796762?l=paceypotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/feeds/113097552841796762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14520091&amp;postID=113097552841796762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/113097552841796762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/113097552841796762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/2005/11/another-wednesday-night.html' title='Another Wednesday night'/><author><name>Pacey Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02896834483335203646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14520091.post-113090868296928333</id><published>2005-11-01T21:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T21:18:02.993-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My possible future after college life</title><content type='html'>Today I discovered my future after college life. I was thinking of applying to Harvard Divinity School. I found that religion studies were really amazing. Going to church has been very good experiences for me. Church is an awesome place to be, and provides me a sense of family and bounding. Although I do not consider myself religious at all, I am still very interested in learning Christainity and other world religions. I do call myself a Christain today, and tell every of my friends and person I meet that I accepted Jesus into my heart, and understand that he died for my sins, raised three days later, and rested with God the Father. I think that I might be a good pastor in the future.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14520091-113090868296928333?l=paceypotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/feeds/113090868296928333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14520091&amp;postID=113090868296928333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/113090868296928333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/113090868296928333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/2005/11/my-possible-future-after-college-life.html' title='My possible future after college life'/><author><name>Pacey Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02896834483335203646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14520091.post-113052779841022928</id><published>2005-10-28T12:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T12:29:58.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Finally</title><content type='html'>I am very happy that today is Friday, not only because it is the weekend, but also it is the weekend before the Halloween and the weekend of my and my girlfriend's 2nd month being together celebration! Tonight I will go to mid-night madness, to see the Fighting Scots basketball team, and to check out the haunting house. Hopefully I will not be scared and chickened out in the haunted house. I will be also celebrating Friday at the Underground, both for Happy Hours and the regular dance parties. Tomorrow night, I will be working at the science library, and then I may celebrate the weekend at UG (the Underground), and some Halloween theme parties around campus. Happy Halloween to all of you guys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14520091-113052779841022928?l=paceypotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/feeds/113052779841022928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14520091&amp;postID=113052779841022928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/113052779841022928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/113052779841022928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/2005/10/friday-finally.html' title='Friday Finally'/><author><name>Pacey Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02896834483335203646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14520091.post-113043552725092079</id><published>2005-10-27T10:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-27T10:52:10.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The meaning of Thursdays</title><content type='html'>Thursdays mean that it is the fourth day of the week. Some college students love Thursdays, because only one day to go, then very enjoyable and relaxing Friday nights and Saturday nights; some college students do not like Thursdays, because Fridays are normally the days that homeworks and papers are due. I like Thursdays, not only because I do not have classes on Thursdays, but also for the hope of weekends. Although Thursdays' nights I have to work at the library until mid-night, I still enjoy the day before Fridays, get some rests, and get ready for the crazyness and parties on weekends . This weekend will be full of madness, since people are going to dress up for Halloween, and most of the small houses and dorms are going to turn themselves into very spooky, scary, and of course creative "Haunted Houses". I think that each day of a week has different meanings to different people. I hope that all of people in the world will enjoy every moment of their life, regardless whether not it is Mondays or Fridays.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14520091-113043552725092079?l=paceypotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/feeds/113043552725092079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14520091&amp;postID=113043552725092079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/113043552725092079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/113043552725092079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/2005/10/meaning-of-thursdays.html' title='The meaning of Thursdays'/><author><name>Pacey Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02896834483335203646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14520091.post-113034868625791978</id><published>2005-10-26T10:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T10:44:46.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday night Plans</title><content type='html'>Since the 1st day of this semester, I have not gone out much on Wednesday nights. I think that I need to go out to see the town tonight, 1st of all because I miss some good old times with friends, both sober and drunken ones, and 2nd of all, the most important reason is that I wanna check out the Halloween contest at a local bar, called Decades, A.K.A. Diggers. I heard many of Wooster students are going there tonight. I think that I will be there as well, just to see some wild people with their creative outfits. Of course, at a bar, there will always be some good laughs. I am hoping some of you guys (people who are reading my blogs) will be there as well. I know that some under-age people may think that it is not going to be so much fun if ones can not drink at a bar. I want to tell you that sometimes being sober at a bar will provide you good times with all kinds of people, such as hotties, sweeties, silly drunks, and etc. I have a class today at 2pm, and to my honest, I do not want to go, in other words, I want to escape it. However, escaping classes always give me a feeling of wasting my parents' money on tuition, so I think that I will go, just for the sake of money, and hoping of learning something new and useful. I will work at a Women soccer home game this afternoon at 3:45pm. So if you are reading this, please come out and cheer for the fighting scot women soccer team, and you may fall in love with one soccer player. You never know what will happen if you do not get out of your "small cell". Oh, how is everyone's fall break? Mine was pretty good, even though last night I spent nearly 4 hours at the cleveland airport helping students with SGA shuttles. I know that many of you guys are not looking forward to snow. I kinda like snow, not for the nasty weather, but for the beautiful, poetic white world or silver world. I am looking forward to tonight at a bar. Tonight, I will have a dinner date with the special person in my life, who is my sweet heart. Now, it may sound like a nonsense, but honestly, I love my girlfriend more than anything or anyone in this universe. If any of you ask me whether not I would give up everything I have for my girlfriend, even includes my one-time chance to live, I will say yes to the question without a second of thinking. You may call me silly, or crazy, or even mad, but I think or truely believe that if you deeply love someone in life, you will give up everything for the person, even happens to be exchanging your life for the person's chance to be alive. Alright, time to go to class and work later. I will see all of you later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14520091-113034868625791978?l=paceypotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/feeds/113034868625791978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14520091&amp;postID=113034868625791978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/113034868625791978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/113034868625791978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/2005/10/wednesday-night-plans.html' title='Wednesday night Plans'/><author><name>Pacey Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02896834483335203646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14520091.post-113009886085726696</id><published>2005-10-23T12:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T13:21:00.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall Break Thoughts</title><content type='html'>Fall Break brings quietness to the campus. A lot of people went home for the break. Last Friday afternoon, I was responsible for helping Student Government Association sending away four busses to the cleveland airport. I was very glad for the students who were able to go home for a break. Yesterday morning, I sent off a van for three students to the cleveland airport. After all the students left to the airport, I was feeling homesick. Luckily, I have an awesome girlfriend to be with. She and I went to Chinese restraunt, and had a great time together. After the dinner, she and I rent a movie called Dark water. Although it was a scary movie, she and I really enjoyed each other's company. This morning, I went to church, and had a great time with all the Christains at church. After church, I came directly to work, which is in the Timken Science Library at the college. I love working at the library, not only for the quiet, but also for the smell of old books, new books,and papers. My supervisor, Dia is a really sweet person. It has always been a great pleasurer to work with a person like Dia. Although library is very quiet, time does flies by. I can not believe that my break is almost over, I mean only two and half days left. I hope that this year's Halloween will be an awesome time for me, and for all my friends! If you are at wooster for the break, please IM me, or leave a message on my facebook wall.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14520091-113009886085726696?l=paceypotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/feeds/113009886085726696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14520091&amp;postID=113009886085726696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/113009886085726696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/113009886085726696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/2005/10/fall-break-thoughts.html' title='Fall Break Thoughts'/><author><name>Pacey Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02896834483335203646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14520091.post-112978714591731569</id><published>2005-10-19T22:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-19T22:45:45.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Fall Break</title><content type='html'>Since I came to the college, Fall Breaks have been the most enjoyable times in college years. When I was a college Freshmen, the 1st Fall break gave me a break from stressful classes. During every fall break, I cleaned my room, and caught up with some sleeps. This year, the fall break will be very important to me, not only for catching up with sleeps, but also spending quality time with my girlfriend. Some of my friends are going  home for the fall break, and I am kinda of jealous of them, because I miss home. On the other hand, I like to spend to time with my girlfriend, and I do not want to leave her all by herself. Fall break is the "half-time" for the Fall semester at college. After Fall break, classes are going to be more and more diffcult and stressful, because of infinite homework,quizzes, exams, papers, and presatations. I will like to leave worries to the days when classes are in sessions. The best part of fall break is that no worries for getting up every morning for classes, no headaches from all the meetings, and no headache from all the campus jobs. After Fall break, the Halloween will be on campus. Although I do not know what I am going to dress up as, last year I was being Harry Porter, hopefully after fall break, I will be able to come up with some creative ideas for being someone I like. Probably, I would be someone from Dawson's Creek. I wish everyone will have an awesome fall break. I would like to suggest everyone to have an advanture or experience a fairy tale during the fall break. Oh, by the way, please always remember that never let fall break go waste.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14520091-112978714591731569?l=paceypotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/feeds/112978714591731569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14520091&amp;postID=112978714591731569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/112978714591731569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/112978714591731569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/2005/10/fall-break.html' title='The Fall Break'/><author><name>Pacey Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02896834483335203646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14520091.post-112912164166546269</id><published>2005-10-12T05:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T05:54:01.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let Tomorrow Worry About Itself</title><content type='html'>Since the senior year of high school, I have worried about tomorrow a lot. Although no one on the earth knows for sure that tomorrow is going to be there, I still worry about it. Often time, the worry drives me nuts. Especially when the mid-terms and the finals come around, I could not sleep well, due to the stress and the worry. Two days ago, I went to Julie Long's home, and learned a very valuable lesson in life. Julie Long told me that there is really no need to worry about tomorrow, just live in the presence. Now I try very hard not to let worry of tomorrow control my life. I today decided that I let tomorrow about itself.&lt;br /&gt;I hope to people who read my blog, please try to let your tomorrow worry about itself as well. Enjoy the moment of life!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14520091-112912164166546269?l=paceypotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/feeds/112912164166546269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14520091&amp;postID=112912164166546269' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/112912164166546269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/112912164166546269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/2005/10/let-tomorrow-worry-about-itself.html' title='Let Tomorrow Worry About Itself'/><author><name>Pacey Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02896834483335203646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14520091.post-112843421562421711</id><published>2005-10-04T09:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T06:56:55.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mid-terms are Finally Over</title><content type='html'>Last year at college has been very stressful. I do not know why I can not stay up late any more, maybe I stayed up too late last year, so my health no longer allows me to do it. Last few days have been very intense for me, classes, homework, work, and mid-terms. I am very happy that mid-terms are over. Although I did not As all of them, I am glad that I survived! Things between me and my wonderful girlfriend are going well. My girlfriend has been super supportive to me, and I feel forever grateful to her. Student Government Association has been making prograsing in students'life on campus, and I am very proud to be part of it this year. Wooster Volunteer Network has been super productive, and more and more students want to volunteer, I am very honored to be a member of the exective board this year. Wooster Activities Crew has been great as always, and brings joys and laughs to the campus, especially during stressful and "dark" times. Woo 91, AKA. The College Radio Station has been great, since workshop students have been doing their news hours very well, I have had a wonderful and enjoyful time working as a News Director this year so far. Timken Science Library, Chinese Tutor, soccer ball boy have been treating well. Friends from home have been keeping in touch with me. Really, I do not have much complains about life in general. Going to church on Sunday mornings has been great experiences for me. I whole heartly thank God for being caring, and super patient with me. Oh, the best thing ever is that Christmas is around the corner!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14520091-112843421562421711?l=paceypotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/feeds/112843421562421711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14520091&amp;postID=112843421562421711' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/112843421562421711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/112843421562421711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/2005/10/mid-terms-are-finally-over.html' title='Mid-terms are Finally Over'/><author><name>Pacey Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02896834483335203646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14520091.post-112805256962683131</id><published>2005-09-29T20:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-29T20:56:09.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Day of September 2005</title><content type='html'>In about 13 minutes, I will be in the last day of September 2005. It is always emotional when it comes the last day of everything and the first day of everything. Last night, my girlfriend reminded me that she and I have been going out for a month. and I was very impressed by the way the relationship has been going. My girlfriend and I are different, she is more like caring, hard working and thinking about others, and I am more like living the moment kind of person. The last day of september 2005 is Friday, Yay. I heart Fridays. Not only because it is the start of the weekend, no classes, but also Friday is the day of spending most of night with the people I love to be with. At the moment, I would like to give a huge hug to my girlfriend, without her, my life at woo town would be totally different, lack of romance.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attention:&lt;br /&gt;This Saturday October 1st 2005, is the Scots in Service Day, Come and Volunteer! I GIve a Damn, do you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14520091-112805256962683131?l=paceypotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/feeds/112805256962683131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14520091&amp;postID=112805256962683131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/112805256962683131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/112805256962683131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/2005/09/last-day-of-september-2005.html' title='Last Day of September 2005'/><author><name>Pacey Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02896834483335203646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14520091.post-112761269540745280</id><published>2005-09-24T17:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-24T18:44:55.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday night life</title><content type='html'>Every Saturday night this semester, I work at the Timken Science Library from 6 to 10pm. Normally I would get some homework done, but today I did not feel like to do any homework, instead, I decided to write something on here. This semester has been the happiest semester ever for me, classes have been awesome, grades have been awesome, friends have been awesome to me, family has been awesome to me, church have been awesome to me, work have been awesome to me, organzations have been awesome to me, and the most wonderful part of my life is that there is a girl that is by my side, and support me, and she is my girlfriend, and to be more specific, she is more like the heart to me. I can not believe that it has been a month since my senior college year started. Since I dated the girl, I have not gone out to parties much. Tonight I said to myself that I need to get out of my room and check out what are happening at Woo town, probably have few drinks with friends here and there. I think that sometimes spending time apart with my girlfriend will help me realize the importance and romance of spending time together with her. I hope that tonight college underground (UGDP) will be filled with wonderful and cheerful spirits, and I will get to know some new people. Saturday night is the last night of the week, and also the time for celebrating the completion of a week. Saturday night for me this time will mean drinking with peers! I am hoping that all you guys will do the same, however, just making sure that you know your drinking limit. Always remeber that "Beer Before Liquor makes You Sicker; Liquor before Beer You are in the Clear."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14520091-112761269540745280?l=paceypotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/feeds/112761269540745280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14520091&amp;postID=112761269540745280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/112761269540745280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/112761269540745280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/2005/09/saturday-night-life.html' title='Saturday night life'/><author><name>Pacey Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02896834483335203646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14520091.post-112615901304428613</id><published>2005-09-07T21:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T22:57:19.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SGA Election Day</title><content type='html'>SGA stands for The Student Government Association at The College of Wooster. SGA is one of the most important organzations on college campus. Since I was a Freshmen, I have been involved in SGA. Through the past three years,I served as Freshmen year senator, and Wooster Volunteer Network Representative on SGA. I like to be on SGA, because I like to make changes in life of students. Changes could be both positive and negative. No one in the World can stop the human race from going through changes. Some of the changes can be dramatic. Dramatic changes to me mean that both happy or tragic. This semester, I asked to be the chair of the SGA election committee, and luckily I was elected to be the chai of the committee. We got a very good amount number of the students, both 1st years and upperclassmen, to run for the senator seats and a cabinet seat on SGA. In about few hours, the SGA election will start. As the chair of the election committee, I will make sure that everything runs smoothly and fairly. As soon as each candidate is informed by me with the result, I will be successfully done with being the election committee chair. I am hoping happy ending with this semester's SGA Election.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14520091-112615901304428613?l=paceypotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/feeds/112615901304428613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14520091&amp;postID=112615901304428613' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/112615901304428613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/112615901304428613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/2005/09/sga-election-day.html' title='SGA Election Day'/><author><name>Pacey Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02896834483335203646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14520091.post-112606184497479192</id><published>2005-09-06T19:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T19:57:24.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meaning of Romance</title><content type='html'>Spending almost everyday with my girlfriend taught me the new meaning of romance. In the past,I thought that buying flowers for the girl I love was considered to be romantic, having candle dinners was romantic, and going to Winter Gala was romantic. Today,I added a few new meanings to define "romance". Holding hands and having walks after classes and dinners are very romantic; studying together in the libraries is very romantic; and cleaning room and doing dirty clothes together are very very romantic. I think that my girlfriend helps me understand the definition of romance in the reality instead of in the fictional love stories. I would love to give up all my party lives for her, and quit flarting with any other girls. My girlfriend means the whole world to me literally, and I think that my college senior year will be the best year ever and I will be able to make most of my college life dreams come true.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14520091-112606184497479192?l=paceypotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/feeds/112606184497479192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14520091&amp;postID=112606184497479192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/112606184497479192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/112606184497479192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/2005/09/meaning-of-romance.html' title='Meaning of Romance'/><author><name>Pacey Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02896834483335203646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14520091.post-112579855507845709</id><published>2005-09-03T15:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-03T18:49:15.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Falling</title><content type='html'>Since the 1st day of classes, I have felt weird of being a senior at college. 4 years ago, I was a senior at high school, and I felt so lost, because I did not have any clues about what college life is like. I have had some rough times at college, learned a lot of lessons of getting along with different people and understanding others' point of views. I do not know why I am not so interested in parties any more. Probably I have a very wonderful girlfriend, who is the guarding angel for me, and prevent me from being drunk and doing silly stuff and get hurt. Although my girlfriend and I have been dating just for a week, I give up my party life for her, or for spending time with her. In the past, partying and hanging out with friends on weekends were the most enjoyable things ever. Since the 1st second that being with my girlfriend, I have changed my life, no more partying, no more being drunk, and no more going to bars. My girlfriend teaches me to  think that being sober everyday is much better than being hang over or being drunk or being wasted. Holding hands with my girlfriend is the most rewarding moments in my college life. She asks me to study with her everyday at libraries. At the beginning, I was like, studying is not romantic and exciting. Now, I can see that study can be as romantic and exciting as candle dinners for me to do with my girlfriend together. I believe that my girlfriend will lead a very happy and successful year for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14520091-112579855507845709?l=paceypotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/feeds/112579855507845709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14520091&amp;postID=112579855507845709' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/112579855507845709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/112579855507845709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/2005/09/falling.html' title='Falling'/><author><name>Pacey Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02896834483335203646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14520091.post-112503882771056307</id><published>2005-08-25T23:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T23:47:07.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1st year Talent Show</title><content type='html'>Today there was a 1st year students talent show at Lowry center main lobby. I was asked to be there by the college radio station. Being a part of the radio station management&lt;br /&gt;provides me chances to check out cool stuffs like 1st years talent show during the orientation week. This year the Freshmen class is very large, around 570 students. Most of them  are very talented with musics and sense of humors. I realized that I was not talented at college through my past three years. It does not mean that I was useless in the past three years at college. I do believe that I am a kind of persons that very hard to miss. I do wish that somewhere down the road in my senior college year I will be able to learn to read music notes. I think that if a guy like me can read music notes and sing beautifully, I will be able to make more friends with angels at college!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14520091-112503882771056307?l=paceypotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/feeds/112503882771056307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14520091&amp;postID=112503882771056307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/112503882771056307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/112503882771056307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/2005/08/1st-year-talent-show.html' title='1st year Talent Show'/><author><name>Pacey Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02896834483335203646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14520091.post-112493540846914643</id><published>2005-08-24T17:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T19:03:28.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Year Books!</title><content type='html'>A few days ago, a guy came to the science library and asked for the college year books. My co-worker told him that the science library does not have them, and they might be kept in Andrew or Gault Libraries. I did not believe the college libraries keep the year books. To my surprise, today I went over to Andrew and Gault libraries, one of the staff members told me that the college year books are kept in the Andrew Lower 2nd Floor, around call numbers LD areas. I went there in the afternoon, and found the years 2002 and 2003 college year books. I checked them out. As I read through the year books, I found that during my 1st year and 2nd year at college, I spent so much time in students organzations on campus. Thanks to all the roles that I was in students organzations, I became popular, and almost everyone on campus knew me. Last year,I decided to have fun on weekends, and checked out lots of parties on campus and few off campus. I discovered that weekend parties were way cooler and interesting than all the organzation meetings. Partying on weekends made me happy and carefree. Of course, on the down side, weekend parties gave me hung over next morning from drinking the night before. I know that in fact some people take pictures at parties, and probably I were in some of them. Well, I think that I will spend every second of my senior year worth while. Hopefully I will leave some positive and wonderful footsteps in this year's year book! I will remember enjoying every awaken moment that I have in the college senior year! Probably most of my dreams will be sweet as well!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14520091-112493540846914643?l=paceypotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/feeds/112493540846914643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14520091&amp;postID=112493540846914643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/112493540846914643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/112493540846914643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/2005/08/year-books.html' title='Year Books!'/><author><name>Pacey Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02896834483335203646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14520091.post-112486020628183018</id><published>2005-08-23T20:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T22:10:06.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The night before class of 09 orientation</title><content type='html'>Today is  the day before 1st year orientation of the class of 09. I am a little bit sad about the fact that I am no longer an underclassmen. Being a member of graduating class is not only cool, but also rather stressful. Senior Independent Study, Graduated school, job searches, and graduation make me pretty nervous. I know that people on campus think that being a senior has good reasons for doing everything, and people will understand seniors' feelings. In the coming year, hanging out with friends, dating and partying seem to be very difficult, because there is not enough time for me to do everything I want in life. I think that I will balance my studies and social life well. I won't suddenly disapear from campus social scenes. The night before the orientation of the class of 09 just bring up my sentimental part of personality. If time could go back, I would like to re-live my freshmen year orientation week. The orientation week has always been the best week at college for me. There will be 3 days left for me to work for my summer job at the Timken Science library. Working 40 hours a week in the library makes me realize that earning money is much difficult than spending it. The night before the orientation is just like the night of full moon, make me feel so emotional and so deep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14520091-112486020628183018?l=paceypotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/feeds/112486020628183018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14520091&amp;postID=112486020628183018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/112486020628183018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/112486020628183018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/2005/08/night-before-class-of-09-orientation.html' title='The night before class of 09 orientation'/><author><name>Pacey Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02896834483335203646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14520091.post-112473750833448929</id><published>2005-08-22T11:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T12:05:08.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Monday at summer job!</title><content type='html'>Today is the last monday that i am working at the summer job, and I feel kind of sad, and lost. Although working in the science library for the summer is not the most exciting to do for a wild person like me, I somehow start to love it, get to the work at 8 am in the morning, and get out of work at 5pm, I love the life style. I can not believe that three month of working at the library for the summer approaches to its end. When I was a kid, I did not like the libraries much, because they are too quiet for me to be at. I think that after this summer, I will study in the libraries a lot for the coming academic year, because it is way cooler than my single room. Wes is a very nice gentleman, and he is the best boss ever. He has magics to fix all the problems which occur in the library, no matter it is a light problem, or a computer bug. Donna is a very cool lady, sometimes she is little bit strict, but I think that I get along with her much better now. Library staff members in general are very sweet, and very helpful, they always find ways to cheer others up. I think that I do not like the word "last", just as much as I do not "Goodbyes". At the beginning of the summer, I was kinda hoping to get promoted to a student coordinator in the library, but oh well, I think that whether not being promoted at my "last" summer at wooster is not such a big deal for me. I am very glad that one of my co-worker Liz French got promoted to be a student coordinator, and I think that she will do a very beautiful job at the library. Today, my friend gave me a lot of amazing sea shells, and I think that I will use them to make my mini bar in my room look interesting. The high light of the day so far was the visiting of Stella. For whom you do not know Stella, she has been a very good and loyal friend of mine, and she likes rock climbing. She is an angel to me, but she does not like to wear any make ups. Last year, I called her "My Brother", and she was happy about it. I think that to have a good friend like Stella is a very good exprience at college.  I think that no matter what I am doing after college, I will be forever thankful to have a "Brother" at woo town, whose name is Stella.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14520091-112473750833448929?l=paceypotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/feeds/112473750833448929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14520091&amp;postID=112473750833448929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/112473750833448929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/112473750833448929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/2005/08/last-monday-at-summer-job_22.html' title='Last Monday at summer job!'/><author><name>Pacey Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02896834483335203646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14520091.post-112467058723144690</id><published>2005-08-21T16:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-21T17:29:47.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Carefree</title><content type='html'>I can not believe that summer 05 approaches its end. I will have to face the reality of the college senior year. Being a senior is kind of scary for me, but once school starts, I will get used to be a senior. I love to be a very increditable senior at college, and be very happy everyday. I will not allow anything to upset me or worry me. Getting on the Dean's List will be my goal for the academic area. Other than that, I will be a hundred percent of carefree. From my 1st semester, I have had moments of being blue or upset over both small things and big things. I think that it is the time for me to end of being upset or dramatic over anything. I will be only carefree, and live moments as they come. I wanna live my entire senior year as Lion King movies, the secret words will be "HAKUNA MATATA".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14520091-112467058723144690?l=paceypotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/feeds/112467058723144690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14520091&amp;postID=112467058723144690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/112467058723144690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/112467058723144690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/2005/08/carefree.html' title='Carefree'/><author><name>Pacey Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02896834483335203646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14520091.post-112458703174483359</id><published>2005-08-20T17:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-20T18:17:11.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'>campus back to life</title><content type='html'>This past week. the wooster campus came back to life after almost three months of quiet summer break. Summer break  is the best part of being a student, no homework to due, no tests, papers and exams to prepare, no worries about being late to classes. Summer jobs are  the best, you go in the morning, expect some actions in the days, fill your time cards, and wait for the pay checks. The summer on woo campus has been very quiet, no loud music, no parties, and no beer cans lying around campus. Begin with August 14th, Football players started to come back, and enjoy their football  camp. Begin with August 19th, band people returned to campus, along with other sport teams. I like it when the campus back to life. I know that very soon, the parties will return to the campus. I am hoping with all the hard classes I am taking, and meetings, there will still be plenty time for me to get out and enjoy good times with my friends, and making  new friends!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14520091-112458703174483359?l=paceypotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/feeds/112458703174483359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14520091&amp;postID=112458703174483359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/112458703174483359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/112458703174483359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/2005/08/campus-back-to-life.html' title='campus back to life'/><author><name>Pacey Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02896834483335203646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14520091.post-112439746294595244</id><published>2005-08-18T12:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-18T13:37:42.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Second to the last Thursday in summer work</title><content type='html'>Today is my second to the last Thursday in summer work at the Timken Science Library. In the past three years at college, Wednesday has been my favorite day of the week. I often said to myself that if I can survive until Wednesday, I can probably survive through the rest of the week. The libraries in summer at college have been very quiet and very slow, and sometimes I have to get up and work around, avoid to fall in sleep at the circulation desk. At the very beginning of the summer, I thought that summer months would last forever. Some days in summer I just wanna school to start on the next day, so I can get to see my friends. This summer, I have been reading so many books on math, and few books on life in general. I can not believe that myself can actually sit down and read a book for hours. I guess boring summer kinda make a "professional" party animal to a "IM" book worm. Timken science library has air conditioning, and often time I get frozen in the building. I have to get up and walk outside and warm up. Some of friends told me that i am very forunate to work in an air conditioned place, and I told them that they are right about it, and I now understand what is like to be a "cold beer".  Tomorrow is going to be Friday, Yay! This week has been like a life roller coast for me. Personally, I do not like to ride life roller coast, because sometimes I feel so down, and blue. Now I know summer quickly approaches to its end. I would like to extend summer for one more month, then I would be totally ready for my senior college year. All I can do now is enjoying last few days of peace and quietness, and free from doing homework and preparing for mid-terms and finals. I am hoping that all my friends will enjoy the last few days of summer 05.  I also kinda hoping all my friends will come back  to college with their dreams and some of dreams  can actually come true!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14520091-112439746294595244?l=paceypotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/feeds/112439746294595244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14520091&amp;postID=112439746294595244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/112439746294595244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/112439746294595244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/2005/08/second-to-last-thursday-in-summer-work.html' title='Second to the last Thursday in summer work'/><author><name>Pacey Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02896834483335203646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14520091.post-112424309994416115</id><published>2005-08-16T18:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-16T18:44:59.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A very Dramatic Day</title><content type='html'>It was such a dramatic day for me. I was very sad in the morning, because I attended my friend, Pat's service at St. Mary. The day was long, and I was very tired of working at the library. After work, as I was watching my Favorite TV shows, Gilmore girls, the 7th Heaven, and the smallvile on abc family, my friend, Steve called me and said to me that he was going to leave Wooster and moving to somewhere else. He and I went down drugmart and bought some alcohol, and planned to have a Goodbye party. I have never liked the idea of Goodbye party, because I do not like saying goodbyes to friends. I can not believe that I gonna miss two friends in one day! I wanna cry!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14520091-112424309994416115?l=paceypotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/feeds/112424309994416115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14520091&amp;postID=112424309994416115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/112424309994416115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/112424309994416115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/2005/08/very-dramatic-day.html' title='A very Dramatic Day'/><author><name>Pacey Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02896834483335203646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14520091.post-112416932813764606</id><published>2005-08-15T22:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T22:15:28.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good outcome of a quiz!</title><content type='html'>Which Batman are you???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christian Bale&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the up and coming Batman/Bruce Wayen who recently starred in the mis-directed prequel that was Batman Begins. Though there's not many people to compete with, already you have been said to possibly be the best batman there's ever been. You're said to be a new start for the face that is Batman, and there's a good chance we'll be seeing you again as the re-making of the first 4 Batman movies, that will be taking place in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very glad to read above words! Totally made my summer!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14520091-112416932813764606?l=paceypotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/feeds/112416932813764606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14520091&amp;postID=112416932813764606' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/112416932813764606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/112416932813764606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/2005/08/good-outcome-of-quiz.html' title='Good outcome of a quiz!'/><author><name>Pacey Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02896834483335203646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14520091.post-112416900380321232</id><published>2005-08-15T22:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T22:10:03.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who am I?</title><content type='html'>What the hell are you?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Kool Aid man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You bust through walls and freak me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe, I finally discovered "what the hell I am" after living 21 years in the confusion!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14520091-112416900380321232?l=paceypotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/feeds/112416900380321232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14520091&amp;postID=112416900380321232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/112416900380321232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/112416900380321232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/2005/08/who-am-i.html' title='Who am I?'/><author><name>Pacey Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02896834483335203646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14520091.post-112416876493804342</id><published>2005-08-15T22:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T22:06:04.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Can not Believe that I am doing this!</title><content type='html'>What Beatles song personality are you? Take Two&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nowhere Man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't he a bit like you and me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the Beatles! It is a very cool band!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14520091-112416876493804342?l=paceypotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/feeds/112416876493804342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14520091&amp;postID=112416876493804342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/112416876493804342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/112416876493804342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/2005/08/can-not-believe-that-i-am-doing-this.html' title='Can not Believe that I am doing this!'/><author><name>Pacey Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02896834483335203646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14520091.post-112416840824531990</id><published>2005-08-15T21:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T22:00:08.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It is the cutest quiz ever!</title><content type='html'>Which sex in the city character are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlotte&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is the cutest quiz ever I have taken through high school  and three years at college so far!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14520091-112416840824531990?l=paceypotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/feeds/112416840824531990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14520091&amp;postID=112416840824531990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/112416840824531990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/112416840824531990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/2005/08/it-is-cutest-quiz-ever.html' title='It is the cutest quiz ever!'/><author><name>Pacey Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02896834483335203646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14520091.post-112416823049089767</id><published>2005-08-15T21:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T21:57:10.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'>another cool quiz!</title><content type='html'>What random thing I have sold on eBay are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tommy Hilfiger NWT t-shirts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, you're just butt ugly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh. Now I am addicted to taking all those "stupid" quizzes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14520091-112416823049089767?l=paceypotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/feeds/112416823049089767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14520091&amp;postID=112416823049089767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/112416823049089767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/112416823049089767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/2005/08/another-cool-quiz.html' title='another cool quiz!'/><author><name>Pacey Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02896834483335203646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14520091.post-112416799150950942</id><published>2005-08-15T21:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T21:53:11.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Personality quiz result I</title><content type='html'>what dilbert person, are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dogbert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your a talking dog. you come to dilberts rescue. your alias is st. dogbert. your a genius.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowing your personality is a very nice thing, and do not ever change your personality just because someone say so!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14520091-112416799150950942?l=paceypotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/feeds/112416799150950942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14520091&amp;postID=112416799150950942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/112416799150950942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/112416799150950942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/2005/08/personality-quiz-result-i.html' title='Personality quiz result I'/><author><name>Pacey Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02896834483335203646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14520091.post-112416381932795876</id><published>2005-08-15T20:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T20:43:39.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yesterday Once more!</title><content type='html'>When I was young&lt;br /&gt;I'd listen to the radio&lt;br /&gt;Waitin' for my favorite songs&lt;br /&gt;When they played I'd sing along&lt;br /&gt;It made me smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those were such happy times&lt;br /&gt;And not so long ago&lt;br /&gt;How I wondered where they'd gone&lt;br /&gt;But they're back again&lt;br /&gt;Just like a long lost friend&lt;br /&gt;All the songs I loved so well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every Sha-la-la-la&lt;br /&gt;Every Wo-o-wo-o&lt;br /&gt;Still shines&lt;br /&gt;Every shing-a-ling-a-ling&lt;br /&gt;That they're startin' to sing's&lt;br /&gt;So fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they get to the part&lt;br /&gt;Where he's breakin' her heart&lt;br /&gt;It can really make me cry&lt;br /&gt;Just like before&lt;br /&gt;It's yesterday once more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lookin' back on how it was&lt;br /&gt;In years gone by&lt;br /&gt;And the good times that I had&lt;br /&gt;Makes today seem rather sad&lt;br /&gt;So much has changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was songs of love that&lt;br /&gt;I would sing to then&lt;br /&gt;And I'd memorize each word&lt;br /&gt;Those old melodies&lt;br /&gt;Still sound so good to me&lt;br /&gt;As they melt the years away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every Sha-la-la-la&lt;br /&gt;Every Wo-o-wo-o&lt;br /&gt;Still shines&lt;br /&gt;Every shing-a-ling-a-ling&lt;br /&gt;That they're startin' to sing's&lt;br /&gt;So fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my best memories&lt;br /&gt;Come back clearly to me&lt;br /&gt;Some can even make me cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like before&lt;br /&gt;It's yesterday once more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is one of my favorite song, and everytime I listen to the song and I could not help but have tears in my eyes. Both good and sad memeories are shown in my mind as movie slides. I know that I wish sometimes I could re-live certain days of my life, such as the 1st time I was in love. I am happy that I am going to be a senior at college in less than 20 days. Maybe I am not quite ready to leave college life behind, but I guess that I have to accept and hold certain responsiblities as a college senior, and some creature called "Grow-up".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14520091-112416381932795876?l=paceypotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/feeds/112416381932795876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14520091&amp;postID=112416381932795876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/112416381932795876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/112416381932795876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/2005/08/yesterday-once-more.html' title='Yesterday Once more!'/><author><name>Pacey Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02896834483335203646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14520091.post-112411713593388952</id><published>2005-08-15T07:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T07:45:35.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Cool website!</title><content type='html'>Which Final Fantasy VII Character are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cloud &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a true blue wanna be hero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; http://www.youthink.com/quiz.asp?action=take&amp;quiz_id=793&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a very cool website and sort of cute! Whenever you wanna a study break, or escape from Woo town reality, please check it out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14520091-112411713593388952?l=paceypotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/feeds/112411713593388952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14520091&amp;postID=112411713593388952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/112411713593388952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/112411713593388952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/2005/08/cool-website_15.html' title='A Cool website!'/><author><name>Pacey Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02896834483335203646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14520091.post-112411692677856075</id><published>2005-08-15T07:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T07:42:06.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Cool website!</title><content type='html'>&lt;!-- START YOUTHINK.COM QUIZ RESULTS --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border=0 bgcolor=black cellspacing=2 cellpadding=10&gt;&lt;tr bgcolor=white&gt;&lt;td align=center&gt;&lt;B&gt;&lt;font face=verdana,arial,helvetica size=2&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.youthink.com/quiz.asp?action=take&amp;quiz_id=793&gt;&lt;font color=#505A84&gt;Which Final Fantasy VII Character are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=#505A84 size=4&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cloud&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;p&gt;You are a true blue wanna be hero.&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.youthink.com/quiz.asp?action=take&amp;quiz_id=793&gt;&lt;img alt="Personality Test Results" border=0 src="http://www.youthink.com/quiz_images/quiz793outcome2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align=center&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.youthink.com/quiz.asp?action=take&amp;quiz_id=793&gt;&lt;font face=verdana size=2 color=white&gt;&lt;b&gt;Click Here to Take This Quiz&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=1 color=C0C0C0 face=verdana&gt;Brought to you by &lt;a href=http://www.youthink.com/quiz.asp&gt;&lt;font color=white&gt;YouThink.com&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt; quizzes and personality tests.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- END YOUTHINK.COM QUIZ RESULTS --&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14520091-112411692677856075?l=paceypotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/feeds/112411692677856075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14520091&amp;postID=112411692677856075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/112411692677856075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/112411692677856075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/2005/08/cool-website.html' title='A Cool website!'/><author><name>Pacey Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02896834483335203646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14520091.post-112404897955708146</id><published>2005-08-14T12:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-14T12:49:39.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Shocking news!</title><content type='html'>A few minutes ago, I IMed my friend, Mary, and as we chatted, she told me a shocking news. She told me that the secretary of the campus ministry, Pat passed away couple days ago. I was totally shocked, and could not believe that Pat passed away. Pat is a very nice and sweet lady at college, and she is willing to help anyone with difficulties. Pat was sent to the hospital in the late April 2005, and I felt terribly sad about the fact that she had to leave the campus. When Linda sent out an e-mail, and  told everyone on WVN that Pat had only few weeks to live, I was so sad, and cried a lot. I asked all the people in my church to pray for God to make Pat feel better and overcome the sickness. I know that the campus will be much different to me personally without seeing Pat and her cheerful smile around. Last March, on my 21st Birthday day, Pat sent me a birthday card, and I felt so happy. I was looking forward to seeing Pat attend my graduation at college. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why God took such a wonderful person away from my life?! I believe that Pat now is resting in the Heaven! Pat will be forever living in my heart!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14520091-112404897955708146?l=paceypotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/feeds/112404897955708146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14520091&amp;postID=112404897955708146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/112404897955708146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/112404897955708146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/2005/08/shocking-news.html' title='A Shocking news!'/><author><name>Pacey Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02896834483335203646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14520091.post-112399398945899431</id><published>2005-08-13T20:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-13T21:33:09.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Text books</title><content type='html'>There is always a very sad day at the very beginning of every semester, called buying all the text books for all the courses I am taking at college. Text books in U.S.A. are like the diamonds, cost students arms and legs to buy them. Forunately, there is a way to save  a dollar or two, which is buying USED books. Normally the USED books cost half price of the new ones. However, not all students have the luck to buy them, because of the limited number. Today, I went to get a hair cut with David, my pastor's oldest son. I stopped the Lowry Center on way back to Armington. I stopped by the Lowry, because I wanted to say hi to all my Football team friends at college. To my surprised, I found out the college book store starting to sell the text books for the new semester. Without any thinkings, I walked into the store, and bought all the text books for my two math courses. It cost me 55 dollars. My heart was bleeding when I paid money. Next Friday or Saturday, I will buy the all the text books for the rest of my courses. I hope that I will not spend all my paycheck on the textbooks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14520091-112399398945899431?l=paceypotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/feeds/112399398945899431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14520091&amp;postID=112399398945899431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/112399398945899431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/112399398945899431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/2005/08/new-text-books.html' title='New Text books'/><author><name>Pacey Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02896834483335203646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14520091.post-112390746716186927</id><published>2005-08-12T20:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-12T21:31:07.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Laptap-Dell</title><content type='html'>Today during lunch I saw an ad at the lowry center, and someone was selling a laptap for 400 dollars. I called up the man, and asked him about the laptap. The man sounded very nice on the phone, so I decided to check out the computer, and probably buy it. I asked the guy to bring the laptap to Lowry center, and my friend Aung (a very smart computer person) was kind enough to help me check the computer out. And it turned out to be a very sweet deal. And I bought it. The New laptap will lead me to the victory of senior I.S. I will most likely spend the whole senior 1st semester on my senor I.S. carol. I will would like my friends to drop by my carol and visit me. I just hope that I will be very productive in my senior year. I would love to graduate with decent G.P.A. It would be super sweet that my name appears on the Dean's list in senior year.&lt;br /&gt;I will rock my academic hardcore! The new laptap will keep me company from the very second I bought it to like forever!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14520091-112390746716186927?l=paceypotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/feeds/112390746716186927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14520091&amp;postID=112390746716186927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/112390746716186927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/112390746716186927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/2005/08/new-laptap-dell.html' title='New Laptap-Dell'/><author><name>Pacey Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02896834483335203646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14520091.post-112382262509384604</id><published>2005-08-11T20:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T21:57:05.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Walking Tall and When in Rome</title><content type='html'>When I was a Freshmen at the college, my world was black and white. In other words, I always accepted things as they appeared. However, at the woo town, most people live their lives in the area of grey. During my 1st year orientation week, I decided to run for a senator seat at the Student Government Association. I made friends with 99% of the population, and I won the election. I took the senator business a little bit more seriously than it supposed to be. At the end of my 1st year, I was the only 1st year to run for the President of The Student Government Association. I believed that I would win! Unfortunately, I did not win. My heart was broken to thousand pieces, and most of my dreams were crushed. I left Woo town for a semester, which was 4 or 5 months of my Sophmore year. At the beginning, I did not want to go back to Woo, because of all the past. Then one day I was sitting at home and saw a movie called "Top Gun". The movie made me decide to go back to Wooster, and pick up and put together all the pieces of my dreams and heart from the end of my 1st year. As soon as I came back to Woo, and I made new friends and got back together with old friends. At the very 1st second I got back to Wooster, I made a promise to myself, which was being forever "walking tall", and standing up for what I believe and the justice. I am no longer a baby, and I need to grou up and learn not to cry at every time people critize on me. Besides walking tall, I also decided to lead a life like "When in Rome". Summer in Rome,the air is full of romance, understanding, caring and certainly team work. Certainly summer in Woo, I fouund the same! &lt;br /&gt;In about 17 days, I am going to start my senior college life. I will keep the two principles of Da's promises, "Walking Tall" and "When In Rome".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14520091-112382262509384604?l=paceypotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/feeds/112382262509384604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14520091&amp;postID=112382262509384604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/112382262509384604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/112382262509384604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/2005/08/walking-tall-and-when-in-rome.html' title='Walking Tall and When in Rome'/><author><name>Pacey Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02896834483335203646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14520091.post-112379702962216040</id><published>2005-08-11T14:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T14:50:29.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life without TV</title><content type='html'>Since this Wednesday 5pm, college has had some terrible thing called Cable repairs. Therefore I was not able to watch Gilemore girls, 7th Heaven, and sex and city,plus all the wonderful shows on Disney Channel. The cable repairs will last until tomorrow, the best day of the week, A.K.A. Friday. Life is so boring without watching TV to me. I was fine before I had TV in my room. Now, I am totally addicted to the TV shows. Without watching TV, I could not even think straight, or have hopes in my life. Gilmore girls are very special to me, and every day I learn something from it. 7th Heaven is awesome as well, and I would like one day call my family the 7th Heaven. Every morning, I would get up and watch Saved by the Bell, and laugh with Zack and his pals from school. Without TV, life is totally like a glass of tube water or air, no color, no taste, and no shape. I do not understand why the college has to make Da upset or make Da's life sad by doing stuff like taking away cable. Well, at least, I get the Internet. &lt;br /&gt;I miss my TV shows, and cute cable, and I hope that they will miss me as well. I will hang out with TV on Friday and the weekend. &lt;br /&gt;Tonight I will play some monopoly with friends, and probably take a walk on campus. Speak of having walks on campus after dark, I have to be super careful. Last night, I was walking around campus, and thinking of some stuff. Suddenly I stepped on a hard core PORKUPINE. Oh Gosh, my feet hurt so badly. And I thought I heard the porkupine laughing, or maybe not. During the past three year at woo town, it was my 1st time run into a porkupine. I believe that he or she must be someone's pet. Oh well, I hope that Mr. or Mrs. porkupine will forgiving me for stepping on him or her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14520091-112379702962216040?l=paceypotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/feeds/112379702962216040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14520091&amp;postID=112379702962216040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/112379702962216040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/112379702962216040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/2005/08/life-without-tv.html' title='Life without TV'/><author><name>Pacey Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02896834483335203646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14520091.post-112372085947690125</id><published>2005-08-10T17:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T17:40:59.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'>summer rain or storm</title><content type='html'>This summer I stay at wooster, seems like a dumn idea, but it turns out to be it is a very amazing and educational summer for me. I learn to work as a full time staff member at the library. I learn to get up in morning, and be ready at work by 8am. Working as a full time staff sometimes is not easy and fun, because in summer library is boring and not eventful. However, this summer is perfect for me to get head start on my senior I.S. Library is full of books, so everyday I feel like to be swimming a sea of books. Although in reality (I mean in the pool with water) I swim like a rock, I somehow manage to survive the sea of books. Summer at woo town. rains and storms a lot. In the beginning, I was scared by them. Now I start to like them, because they make me to think a lot, things in life, and people I pass by in life. Summer rains and storms do not usually last long. Summer rains and storms are like tragics in life. Tragics happen to everyone in life, but I always remember that being hopful and cheerful, because rainbows always appear in the sky after rains and storms!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14520091-112372085947690125?l=paceypotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/feeds/112372085947690125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14520091&amp;postID=112372085947690125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/112372085947690125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/112372085947690125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/2005/08/summer-rain-or-storm.html' title='summer rain or storm'/><author><name>Pacey Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02896834483335203646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14520091.post-112356156915347659</id><published>2005-08-08T21:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T21:26:09.160-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Soccer</title><content type='html'>Last Fall, I was hired as a ball boy by P.E.C. Being a ball boy was so much fun. Besides more dollars added to my lovely paychecks, I made friends with many soccer players. Mili, Gerry, Tree, DJ, Sarah, Lux, and Reiner are very cool people to hang out with. Mili's friend, Emily is a totally sweet girl. The time of a year passed so fast. Mili, Gerry, Sarah, Lux, Reiner and Emily graduated, and started a new life after college. Some of them go to graduated schools, some of them are going to take a year off, and do some traveling, and some of them are doing job hunting, and start to get "REAL" paychecks. I can not believe that I am going to be a senior college student in like 2 weeks. Time is running everyday, and we will never realize how much time we waste on panic or being upset. &lt;br /&gt;This Fall, I am hired by P.E.C. and continuing ball boy job. I am so glad to see the soccer games. I hope that both Men's and Women's soccer teams are going to win the champingship. And meet more awesome soccer players. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Da always hearts people come to support Soccer games!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14520091-112356156915347659?l=paceypotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/feeds/112356156915347659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14520091&amp;postID=112356156915347659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/112356156915347659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/112356156915347659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/2005/08/soccer.html' title='Soccer'/><author><name>Pacey Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02896834483335203646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14520091.post-112347643248702221</id><published>2005-08-07T21:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-07T21:47:12.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Chinese Lanuage Assistant</title><content type='html'>Today Dr. Wang and I went to the Cleveland airport to pick up the new Chinese Lanuage Assistant. Her name is Feng. She seems to be a very nice and friendly lady. She has a one year old daughter. I think that she is going to be awesome, and help the Chinese program improve. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I hope that she will make good friends at wooster, and have a great year at woo town!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14520091-112347643248702221?l=paceypotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/feeds/112347643248702221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14520091&amp;postID=112347643248702221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/112347643248702221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/112347643248702221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/2005/08/new-chinese-lanuage-assistant.html' title='New Chinese Lanuage Assistant'/><author><name>Pacey Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02896834483335203646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14520091.post-112339905260757639</id><published>2005-08-07T00:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-07T00:17:32.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1st weekend in August 2005</title><content type='html'>This weekend is full of shocking news. 1st of all, the Pastor's son of my church is fall in love 1st time of his life. 2nd of all, my 1st year roommate Lee found himself a girlfriend. Congrets to all of them. Third news of all, I am only a single man of my Freshmen year of hall, how sad or tragic it is! Well, probably I desire it! I do go to church every Sunday, and keep up with my Friday night Bible studies. I saw a movie called "Wedding Cursher" with Lee, my 1st year roommate, a real Gentleman in the whole unverse. I learned the meaning of "True Love". True love means both of two people loving each other, understand each other's feelings, forgiving each other's mistakes, supporting each other, and having faith in each other.&lt;br /&gt;I Want to live Right! However, I Do not Know How! Father, I am lost! Please Help your Son Dapeng Hu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God be mericiful to me a sinner! I believe Christ died for my me and that His Precious blood will cleanse me from all my sin. By faith I now recieve the Lord Jesus Christ into my heart as my Lord and my Savor; trusting Him for the salvation of my soul. Help me Lord to do thy will each day. In Jesus' name I pray. Amen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dapeng Hu&lt;br /&gt;Believer's Name&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14520091-112339905260757639?l=paceypotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/feeds/112339905260757639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14520091&amp;postID=112339905260757639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/112339905260757639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/112339905260757639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/2005/08/1st-weekend-in-august-2005.html' title='1st weekend in August 2005'/><author><name>Pacey Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02896834483335203646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14520091.post-112321851499785267</id><published>2005-08-04T21:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-04T22:08:35.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I could not wait!</title><content type='html'>When I was a Freshmen college student, I could not wait to become a senior, because of I.S. Monday (Seniors can all party together, and have a night of celebration!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was a Freshmen college student, I could not wait to turn to 21, a magical age in The United States of America, because your ID ( Not C.O.W. Card) can get you everything you want, (Not Drugs). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I lived in a double room with a roommate, I could not wait to have a single room, therefore I would be a king of my world! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I am a raising senior at college, I could not wait to wear my I.S. botton, and have good times with my class! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In general, we always could not wait to move on to more advanced stages in life. However, after we grow older, we often wish to be young again, to be able to fall in asleep in mother's arms.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14520091-112321851499785267?l=paceypotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/feeds/112321851499785267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14520091&amp;postID=112321851499785267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/112321851499785267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/112321851499785267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-could-not-wait.html' title='I could not wait!'/><author><name>Pacey Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02896834483335203646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14520091.post-112313031661626150</id><published>2005-08-03T21:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T21:38:58.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sex and  City</title><content type='html'>I love watching TV during the summer, because watching TV keeps me staying in the room, and not going out and get drunk. Last semester. many people at wooster mentioned "The Sex and City" to me, and I were very tight up with studies and meetings, so I did not get a chance to check it out. Today, I turned on my TV after work, and I saw there was a show called "The Sex and City" on TBS. I loved the show, not only because of the attractive title, but also the content. I recommend all my friends to watch it for at least once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All by the way, tonight after reading some math books and Harry Potter, I decided to empty one of my closets, and "build" a mini bar in my room. I think that "Pacey Potter" will be a good name for it! As soon as school starts, I will open the bar to all my friends and cool and friendly C.O.W. students (Certainly they have to be 21 or over). And the cost will be 50 cents for the door! All the people can drink all they want. The bar will open most Wednesdays, Fridays and Saturdays' nights! Always Remember to DRINK RESPONSIBLY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my neighbors A.K.A. hall mates in Armington, I will keep the noise level down, therefore you can catch on your sleeps and I.S. on weekend nights!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please come and have a good and "WILD" time with DA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14520091-112313031661626150?l=paceypotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/feeds/112313031661626150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14520091&amp;postID=112313031661626150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/112313031661626150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/112313031661626150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/2005/08/sex-and-city.html' title='The Sex and  City'/><author><name>Pacey Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02896834483335203646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14520091.post-112295809702887990</id><published>2005-08-01T21:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T21:48:17.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Being 21</title><content type='html'>Since March 2005, I have turned to a new age in my life, which is old enough to drink without hiding from security and safety officers. At the first few months, being 21 was so much fun and so cool. I thought that I could not ask more in life, but enjoy being 21 and hanging out with cool and friendly town people at Decades and Seatles. After things keeps being the same for like 2 and half months on weekends, I decided that life started to be boring, and not as I was hoping for. I now have stopped going to Decades on Wednesdays, Fridays, and Saturdays nights. Instead, I forced myself to stay in, watching TV, reading books and writing I.S. &lt;br /&gt;Today is my good friend, Kate Carden's  birthday, and I wish I could ask her out on a date. However, I do not think that Kate and I can be more than friends, it is understandable. After 3 years being at college, I realize that most times being friends is way better than being in a serious relationship, because I do not have to go through all the dramas. I believe that Kate and I can have fun together, means getting drunk together on weekends' nights. &lt;br /&gt;Well, well, I have to get up early, for taking my grandma to the cleveland airport, and seeing her traveling back to Beijing, China. As soon as she leaves, I will announce the joys of summer offically start for me, even though just can only last for 2 weeks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14520091-112295809702887990?l=paceypotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/feeds/112295809702887990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14520091&amp;postID=112295809702887990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/112295809702887990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/112295809702887990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/2005/08/being-21.html' title='Being 21'/><author><name>Pacey Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02896834483335203646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14520091.post-112287307889997232</id><published>2005-07-31T21:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-31T22:11:18.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The end of July 2005</title><content type='html'>The Summer of 2005, is the 1st summer I have been spending at Wooster, Ohio. Since the last of final exams, I have planned a lot of things for my summer in the college town. However, the summer has not been the 100% way that I was hoping for. My father side grandma came from China to spend summer months with me. She comes and stays with me, and critizes me. Sometimes, I do not quite listen to what she says to me. When the nights get quiet, the words from my grandma go into my heart, and I have to agree that she is right, and I was wrong. Church friends are great to hang out with, both Friday nights Bible studies and Sunday morning Church Services. Working in the library with my beautiful and hard working co-worker Liz French was a blessing to me. I know that I will miss her a lot when I am no longer at Wooster. &lt;br /&gt;I went to the university of Akron on July 30th 2005 with my Freshmen year RD Les. The University of Akron has a very large campus. One of their dorms like World Trade Center in the NYC. The best part is that there are so many bars, restraunts and eveb Pubs around the unversity campus. There is a whole street of Greek society houses on the campus of the University of Akron. I wish one day Wooster could have a street of Greek society's houses. After all, I love The College of Wooster the most!&lt;br /&gt;My grandma is leaving on August 2nd 05, and I finally will have all the freedoms in the world for a college senior! Yay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14520091-112287307889997232?l=paceypotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/feeds/112287307889997232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14520091&amp;postID=112287307889997232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/112287307889997232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/112287307889997232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/2005/07/end-of-july-2005.html' title='The end of July 2005'/><author><name>Pacey Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02896834483335203646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14520091.post-112266019486892546</id><published>2005-07-29T10:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T11:03:27.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saved By the Bell</title><content type='html'>This morning I got up like 7:20 am, thanks to my loyal alarm clock. I turned on my TV, my best friend ever! I was very surprised to find out that SAVED BY THE BELL on TBS. I watched it for like 20 or 30 mins before I had to saddly turn off TV and go to work. SAVED BY THE BELL has been my favorite TV show forever. When I was in Chinese Suite in LUCE my sophmore year, I used to watch it every afternoon, because my classes were done at noon. I think that I will get up everyday at 7 am to watch "SAVED By the Bell" from now on. AND I will take naps when I am done with the work. Well, it is all for now! YAY, FRIDAY is HERE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14520091-112266019486892546?l=paceypotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/feeds/112266019486892546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14520091&amp;postID=112266019486892546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/112266019486892546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/112266019486892546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/2005/07/saved-by-bell.html' title='Saved By the Bell'/><author><name>Pacey Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02896834483335203646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14520091.post-112217648210441717</id><published>2005-07-23T23:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-23T20:41:22.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Seatles Summer time</title><content type='html'>Summer is the best time for me to discover new things around me. Guess what I found, I went to Seatles with my friend, Aung Aung. When I sat down in Seatles with Aung Aung, and one of my favorite drink, Long island ice tea, and I met John Edward, Nick and his sweet girlfriend, a.k.a. his future better half. I had so much fun sitting in there and enjoyed listenning to a Jazz artist. Well, now is time for me to go to bed and read some math books, "love of my college life".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14520091-112217648210441717?l=paceypotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/feeds/112217648210441717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14520091&amp;postID=112217648210441717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/112217648210441717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/112217648210441717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/2005/07/seatles-summer-time.html' title='Seatles Summer time'/><author><name>Pacey Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02896834483335203646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14520091.post-112155643435038991</id><published>2005-07-16T19:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-16T16:27:14.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'>abc family</title><content type='html'>I got a TV from my friend. Watching TV is a great way to spend free time. In the past, I only watch Disney channel and TBS, because of Kim Possible and Dawson's Creek. This summer, I started to watch abc family. I love abc family the most, because of abc family movies on weekends. Every day, I also watch other shows on abc family. I can not possibly image my summer break without watching TV. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I heart friends who read my blogs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14520091-112155643435038991?l=paceypotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/feeds/112155643435038991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14520091&amp;postID=112155643435038991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/112155643435038991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/112155643435038991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/2005/07/abc-family.html' title='abc family'/><author><name>Pacey Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02896834483335203646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14520091.post-112145634429468283</id><published>2005-07-15T15:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-15T12:39:04.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer job</title><content type='html'>Sitting in the science library and thinking about what I am going to do for weekend. I know that it is like a very silly question. This week has past so fast, but it is productive both at work and reading math books. I think that this weekend I will go to Bible studies Friday night. Saturday night, I think that I will stay in my room and read math books, and Harry Potter books. Today I booked the sixth book in Harry Potter from the college book store, and I will get it on next monday. I am so looking forward to reading it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14520091-112145634429468283?l=paceypotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/feeds/112145634429468283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14520091&amp;postID=112145634429468283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/112145634429468283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/112145634429468283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/2005/07/summer-job.html' title='Summer job'/><author><name>Pacey Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02896834483335203646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14520091.post-112144645332247155</id><published>2005-07-15T09:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-15T09:54:13.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1st summer at woo town</title><content type='html'>Since 2000 I came  to America, every summer I have been at home in Beijing, China. This summer, I decided to stay on  college campus, and work in the science library. Since the freshmen year, I have heard that summer at Wooster is very different from the academic year. Therefore I would like to experience it. I have been to Wooster Bible Church every Sunday morning, Friday night Bible studies at my pastor's house, decades( social bar at wooster), and seatles( a  coffee place). While I am staying on campus this summer, I have explored a lot about Wooster area, and to my surprised, Woo town is quite an amazing town, and not boring at all. I also started to write notes for my senior IS, and compose very 1st draft of IS. surely IS is gonna be hard, but I like to push myself to the limit. I am sure that by the time next summer, I will surprise myself and the people who know me with a very educational and meaningful I.S. Oh, the best part of summer so far is that watching TV every night, and enjoy Disney Channel, abc family, and have the room all to myself. WOW, I finished my 1st post!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14520091-112144645332247155?l=paceypotter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/feeds/112144645332247155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14520091&amp;postID=112144645332247155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/112144645332247155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14520091/posts/default/112144645332247155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paceypotter.blogspot.com/2005/07/1st-summer-at-woo-town.html' title='1st summer at woo town'/><author><name>Pacey Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02896834483335203646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
