<?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-4358509788583916555</id><updated>2012-02-16T02:13:18.184-08:00</updated><category term='Mango Pickle Down River'/><title type='text'>Daily Encounters</title><subtitle type='html'>Grace Young thinks you are amazing. My, you look majestic today.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>causeforchange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290694428388750699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/DSC010211.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>84</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4358509788583916555.post-3346915673558197886</id><published>2008-10-16T17:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T17:38:12.758-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On Politics</title><content type='html'>My Vote for the upcoming propositions in California. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1A: Yes&lt;br /&gt;2: Yes&lt;br /&gt;3: Yes&lt;br /&gt;4: No&lt;br /&gt;5: Yes&lt;br /&gt;6: No&lt;br /&gt;7: Yes&lt;br /&gt;8: No&lt;br /&gt;9: Yes*&lt;br /&gt;10: Yes*&lt;br /&gt;11: No*&lt;br /&gt;12: Yes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: Does 11 sound crazy gentrification? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*= Not sure. I need to learn more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4358509788583916555-3346915673558197886?l=meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/3346915673558197886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4358509788583916555&amp;postID=3346915673558197886' title='44 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/3346915673558197886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/3346915673558197886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/2008/10/on-politics.html' title='On Politics'/><author><name>causeforchange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290694428388750699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/DSC010211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>44</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4358509788583916555.post-3871805780812799728</id><published>2008-10-15T15:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T15:25:05.898-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Prerogative</title><content type='html'>1) I don't like Rob Schneider. &lt;br /&gt;2) I don't know how I feel about people treating me like I don't know much and believe loosely. &lt;br /&gt;3) I don't like that I have little time for any and everything.&lt;br /&gt;4) I don't like feeling abandoned by the "cross-cultural community". &lt;br /&gt;5) I don't like onion breath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I do like that I know all the lyrics to almost every Britney song. This is cemented by My Prerogative coming up on my Britney station in Pandora. &lt;br /&gt;2) I do like that I am trying to make the most of my time with everyone. &lt;br /&gt;3) I do like thinking about my research paper and getting really good advice and spending good time with cool people.&lt;br /&gt;4) I do like trying to eat better and having really thick strong onion breadth from carne asada. &lt;br /&gt;5) I do like rebuilding old relationships that have grown apart.&lt;br /&gt;6) I do like the blogspot spell check so I do not look a fool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4358509788583916555-3871805780812799728?l=meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/3871805780812799728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4358509788583916555&amp;postID=3871805780812799728' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/3871805780812799728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/3871805780812799728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-prerogative.html' title='My Prerogative'/><author><name>causeforchange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290694428388750699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/DSC010211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4358509788583916555.post-5977643915743145549</id><published>2008-09-29T21:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T21:52:43.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lLkz9Rm-3SY/SOGwjCvv4LI/AAAAAAAAAFk/Q0tu6gyvZnk/s1600-h/DSC04385.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lLkz9Rm-3SY/SOGwjCvv4LI/AAAAAAAAAFk/Q0tu6gyvZnk/s400/DSC04385.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251672756569759922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://store.barackobama.com/Shirts_s/1034.htm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the Alexander Wang one. Obamz is doing well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4358509788583916555-5977643915743145549?l=meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/5977643915743145549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4358509788583916555&amp;postID=5977643915743145549' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/5977643915743145549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/5977643915743145549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/2008/09/httpstore.html' title=''/><author><name>causeforchange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290694428388750699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/DSC010211.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lLkz9Rm-3SY/SOGwjCvv4LI/AAAAAAAAAFk/Q0tu6gyvZnk/s72-c/DSC04385.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4358509788583916555.post-8396455383991529427</id><published>2008-09-05T12:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T12:12:25.867-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CvzcLgx14G0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CvzcLgx14G0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like a Keebler elf doing beautiful spoken word. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do love him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4358509788583916555-8396455383991529427?l=meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/8396455383991529427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4358509788583916555&amp;postID=8396455383991529427' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/8396455383991529427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/8396455383991529427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/2008/09/its-like-keebler-elf-doing-beautiful.html' title=''/><author><name>causeforchange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290694428388750699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/DSC010211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4358509788583916555.post-484734513929414339</id><published>2008-08-22T21:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T22:01:03.414-07:00</updated><title type='text'>86 BANG</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed width="448" height="361" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://i242.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/Video19.flv"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My webcam is not loving me and making a lot of static when I try to record a song. I have a quote in my vast book of quotes for this kind of happening:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;WOMP WOMP WOMP&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;-Daniel Nguyen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lLkz9Rm-3SY/SK-ZJvgy7lI/AAAAAAAAAFc/2KLri3rwcCM/s1600-h/Picture+10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lLkz9Rm-3SY/SK-ZJvgy7lI/AAAAAAAAAFc/2KLri3rwcCM/s400/Picture+10.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237573284307070546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a crazed expression in my eyes. I am a crazy horse winning powers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4358509788583916555-484734513929414339?l=meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/484734513929414339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4358509788583916555&amp;postID=484734513929414339' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/484734513929414339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/484734513929414339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-webcam-is-not-loving-me-and-making.html' title='86 BANG'/><author><name>causeforchange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290694428388750699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/DSC010211.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lLkz9Rm-3SY/SK-ZJvgy7lI/AAAAAAAAAFc/2KLri3rwcCM/s72-c/Picture+10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4358509788583916555.post-8179556376615384079</id><published>2008-07-10T23:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T23:38:46.681-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lLkz9Rm-3SY/SHb-XZ5vPLI/AAAAAAAAAEA/kdxUEcxuQcU/s1600-h/slurpee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lLkz9Rm-3SY/SHb-XZ5vPLI/AAAAAAAAAEA/kdxUEcxuQcU/s400/slurpee.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221640496026172594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY 7-11 WORLD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something I have not introduced to the world, alas I have done you wrong, is my love of Coke Slurpees. Recently discovered during this past school year, my relationship with soda (bleh) or ice (bleghhh) has never been the same. I remember my first taste of a coke slurpee, in sixth grade when Burger King offered this amazing wonder. Both a beverage, a dessert, and a pathway to happiness, I tasted the sweet, tangy, and bubbly sensation of an ice cold coke slurpee. A year later, Burger King discontinued their gift to humanity (after the rodeo cheeseburger of course), and I was left thirsty, warm, and pining. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coke slurpees are amazing. I have at least one a week. In these past few weeks, stranded in the middle of heat waves in San Gabriel, I've turned to these drink several times a week, at least once a day on the hottest days. Like Whitney to Coke, Whitney to Bobby, Dorosister to Grace Young -- NO! All of these are not good enough!!! (Okay, Dorosisiter and Grace Young are the greatest!!!). Coke Slurpees to me and the Sam Ronson to Lilo. Yes. The slightly wrong, but oh so so right delight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Jake is coming to pick me up, and though my throat is a bit phlegmy and sore, I will soarrrrr to spectacular for Coke Slurpees. Go in and say "Happy 7-11!!" and have your happy 7.11 ounce slurpee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, if you are planning to hit up several 7-11's, reuse your lid. It's the least you can do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4358509788583916555-8179556376615384079?l=meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/8179556376615384079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4358509788583916555&amp;postID=8179556376615384079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/8179556376615384079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/8179556376615384079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/2008/07/happy-7-11-world-something-i-have-not.html' title=''/><author><name>causeforchange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290694428388750699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/DSC010211.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_lLkz9Rm-3SY/SHb-XZ5vPLI/AAAAAAAAAEA/kdxUEcxuQcU/s72-c/slurpee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4358509788583916555.post-2694309674749639364</id><published>2008-06-30T19:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T19:39:49.327-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So since I have been sitting home and reading really wonderful young adult books from the library like &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Begging-Change-Sharon-Flake/dp/0786814055"&gt;Begging for Change&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Little-Blue-Envelopes-Maureen-Johnson/dp/0060541431/ref=pd_bbs_1?ie=UTF8&amp;s=books&amp;qid=1214879399&amp;sr=1-1"&gt;Thirteen Little Blue Envelopes&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Peeps-Scott-Westerfeld/dp/1595140832/ref=pd_bbs_sr_1?ie=UTF8&amp;s=books&amp;qid=1214879434&amp;sr=1-1"&gt;Peeps&lt;/a&gt;, I've had time to do things like apply to be &lt;a href="http://www.misstaiwan.org/"&gt;Miss Taiwan&lt;/a&gt;. Kind of gross, but let's be real. All this Taiwanese pride and goodness that exudes from my soul must be shared. So I made it the semi-finals (a.k.a. the PAGEANT), which would evoke passionate HUZZAHS and a box of Franzia, but alas. Dorosister is in Taiwan, Sma is going to his cousin's wedding, and I need to muster up $300. Also, they have not asked me if I could commit one year of my life to attend 9 functions when I am not going to be in the North America for a third of the year. My mom wants me to do it (she is so proud. LULZ.) but my dad thinks it is a waste of time. My sister only has replied like two lines, so I do not know. I would rather do it next year when she can be present to shout encouraging words as a do my talent. Also, I do not have a talent. Okay, I have many talents, but none that are show-case-able. I told them I would:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) Play the guitar and sing a song. In order to do this I need to learn how to play the guitar. And sing. Because let's be real, an acoustic version of Hits from the 90's is not going to fly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b) Do poetry of some sort. I chose this because I still stand firm in believing that spoken word is pretty easy to do. I am not saying that I do not enjoy it or respect it, but even I can dish out a classic &lt;i&gt;realize with real eyes the real lies&lt;/i&gt;. Gold. Except I also think it would be really exciting to do Nevermore. What can I say, I do love the EPIC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so that is my life. I am going to go on a walk with my parents and encourage them now. Here is one of my many talents. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lLkz9Rm-3SY/SGmYtjSRuVI/AAAAAAAAAD4/ohOuYYlR2bE/s1600-h/Video+call+snapshot+1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lLkz9Rm-3SY/SGmYtjSRuVI/AAAAAAAAAD4/ohOuYYlR2bE/s400/Video+call+snapshot+1.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217869551618865490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4358509788583916555-2694309674749639364?l=meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/2694309674749639364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4358509788583916555&amp;postID=2694309674749639364' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/2694309674749639364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/2694309674749639364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/2008/06/so-since-i-have-been-sitting-home-and.html' title=''/><author><name>causeforchange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290694428388750699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/DSC010211.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lLkz9Rm-3SY/SGmYtjSRuVI/AAAAAAAAAD4/ohOuYYlR2bE/s72-c/Video+call+snapshot+1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4358509788583916555.post-2440560300650700257</id><published>2008-06-30T19:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T19:39:32.895-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lLkz9Rm-3SY/SGmVwlRTPhI/AAAAAAAAADw/8UZaEdn3wMk/s1600-h/the+fall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lLkz9Rm-3SY/SGmVwlRTPhI/AAAAAAAAADw/8UZaEdn3wMk/s400/the+fall.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217866305156365842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday me and Sma watched &lt;a href="http://www.thefallthemovie.com/"&gt;The Fall&lt;/a&gt;. Not one to usually rave about movies, but this movie was really good. The Grace Young review is : Very pretty and a very cute little girl. Also, lots of pretty scenery in a very not LOTR way. Bright colors. Very entertaining. We watched it at the two dollar theater because we are way ballin. But the air conditioner was broken. And there was a grumpy old lady who told us to please be quiet because we raised our fist in unison and thundered Tarsan's name.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4358509788583916555-2440560300650700257?l=meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/2440560300650700257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4358509788583916555&amp;postID=2440560300650700257' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/2440560300650700257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/2440560300650700257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/2008/06/yesterday-me-and-sma-watched-fall.html' title=''/><author><name>causeforchange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290694428388750699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/DSC010211.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lLkz9Rm-3SY/SGmVwlRTPhI/AAAAAAAAADw/8UZaEdn3wMk/s72-c/the+fall.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4358509788583916555.post-5505034940781651896</id><published>2008-06-26T19:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T19:40:45.389-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/357o0kPWGFc&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/357o0kPWGFc&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOB YO HEADDDDDD.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4358509788583916555-5505034940781651896?l=meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/5505034940781651896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4358509788583916555&amp;postID=5505034940781651896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/5505034940781651896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/5505034940781651896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/2008/06/bob-yo-headddddd.html' title=''/><author><name>causeforchange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290694428388750699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/DSC010211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4358509788583916555.post-8498155713762620258</id><published>2008-06-23T13:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T13:12:10.878-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Oj6SZgbBuSQ&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Oj6SZgbBuSQ&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;One of my most memorable calls was also one of the grossest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a fetish call. A scat fetish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started out by telling him I was a vegan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cracked him up. He was laughing so hard, he had to hang up because he couldn't get back into our fantasy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA. I have a bunch of questions for real legit vegans. Come forth and let me ask you questions!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.motherjones.com/photos/phone-sex/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4358509788583916555-8498155713762620258?l=meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/8498155713762620258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4358509788583916555&amp;postID=8498155713762620258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/8498155713762620258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/8498155713762620258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/2008/06/one-of-my-most-memorable-calls-was-also.html' title=''/><author><name>causeforchange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290694428388750699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/DSC010211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4358509788583916555.post-6192589893137871117</id><published>2008-06-20T19:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T19:22:31.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4RhdFwxeR5k&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4RhdFwxeR5k&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4358509788583916555-6192589893137871117?l=meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/6192589893137871117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4358509788583916555&amp;postID=6192589893137871117' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/6192589893137871117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/6192589893137871117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>causeforchange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290694428388750699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/DSC010211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4358509788583916555.post-3516698477299190967</id><published>2008-06-19T18:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T18:34:40.798-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lLkz9Rm-3SY/SFsI_t-UM2I/AAAAAAAAADo/XKCQfrSrcD8/s1600-h/lil-wayne.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lLkz9Rm-3SY/SFsI_t-UM2I/AAAAAAAAADo/XKCQfrSrcD8/s400/lil-wayne.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213770884377228130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad came home today and told me that I am black now -- or I will be in South Africa. My sister (on SKYPE) and I were like.. "Srsly wtf?!". It's &lt;a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/africa/7461099.stm"&gt; here&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great! Here's to LiL Wayne and ME!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;You waited this long to stop debating/ Cuz I'm back, I'm on the rag and ovulating.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4358509788583916555-3516698477299190967?l=meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/3516698477299190967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4358509788583916555&amp;postID=3516698477299190967' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/3516698477299190967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/3516698477299190967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-dad-came-home-today-and-told-me-that.html' title=''/><author><name>causeforchange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290694428388750699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/DSC010211.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lLkz9Rm-3SY/SFsI_t-UM2I/AAAAAAAAADo/XKCQfrSrcD8/s72-c/lil-wayne.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4358509788583916555.post-2761583081924781359</id><published>2008-06-19T17:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T17:38:45.768-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.pikipimp.com/clicked/31472302" target="_top"&gt;&lt;img src="http://hosted.pikipimp.com/pimped_photo/s/image/31/472/302/compiled.gif" border="0" ismap="true" alt="my pimped pic!"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a good substantial post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4358509788583916555-2761583081924781359?l=meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/2761583081924781359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4358509788583916555&amp;postID=2761583081924781359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/2761583081924781359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/2761583081924781359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/2008/06/this-is-good-substantial-post.html' title=''/><author><name>causeforchange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290694428388750699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/DSC010211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4358509788583916555.post-2604987084966377108</id><published>2008-06-16T19:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T19:26:52.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dear World,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grace Young is in the job market. Sunglassses hut is cool. I would like a pair of fancy ones for myself, my mama, my sister, my daddy, and skeven ma. Also, it was neat that you went to Wachovia today and talked with the lady there and she nicely offered you a maybe job if you email her your resume. Only, she gave you the wrong email and you do not bank there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope to go to Irvine tomorrow. I want to watch people dance all night and join in. Also, I need to get stuff done. Also. I am going to bike to Snakey Jakes home now to give him a list of places that are hiring. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels nice that you ate okay today. Alrighy roo. That's all buddies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Grace Young&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(PS: I am aware that when I have nothing real to write, everything sounds really dumb. PEACE!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4358509788583916555-2604987084966377108?l=meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/2604987084966377108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4358509788583916555&amp;postID=2604987084966377108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/2604987084966377108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/2604987084966377108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/2008/06/dear-world-grace-young-is-in-job-market.html' title=''/><author><name>causeforchange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290694428388750699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/DSC010211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4358509788583916555.post-4190185481863229124</id><published>2008-06-09T18:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T18:28:45.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am sitting on my bed alone in this new apartment. One of the little girls who lives down stairs is yelling for her mom is come because she just pooped. I love it. It's always really strange to come back to a place that you only have known with someone else. I moved in, and less than two hours later Steven Ma was here with me. And now coming back, after finally figuring out how to take the dang bus, to a completely quiet apartment makes me feel unreal. On the plus side, it feels a lot better than living on pins and needles on campus. I'd rather brave a twenty minute bus ride that comes once an hour than walk to some place I can no longer call warm. I can not call my home. This place is ready though. It's brimming with love. Or maybe that is all that I have known here so far, and all that is left behind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might make a huge post about my one year weekend. Maybe. Probably not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But on the plus side, I think her mom finally went over to see it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4358509788583916555-4190185481863229124?l=meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/4190185481863229124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4358509788583916555&amp;postID=4190185481863229124' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/4190185481863229124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/4190185481863229124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-am-sitting-on-my-bed-alone-in-this.html' title=''/><author><name>causeforchange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290694428388750699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/DSC010211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4358509788583916555.post-8596005646201393417</id><published>2008-05-30T01:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T01:12:14.097-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"I'd rather die on my feet than live on my knees." -Emilio Zapata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is hard. Grace Young is tired. Grace Young feels alive. I have a lot of papers to write. I spent like, two hours on my Chinese project. Yes. I'm writing now. AFSCME is difficult. I am mixed up about the workers no longer going on strike. I don't think the word disappointment cuts it, because that is selfish and it is about them. I can't help being selfish. I am sleepy. I just feel like I lied to a bunch of students in class room announcements. Like a stole their information for pledge cards and am hoarding them in Ton's backpack. But it is good. I like having a co-intern. I expect that is what it is like to have a co-chair. I just like productivity. I like productive people and healthy eating.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4358509788583916555-8596005646201393417?l=meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/8596005646201393417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4358509788583916555&amp;postID=8596005646201393417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/8596005646201393417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/8596005646201393417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/2008/05/id-rather-die-on-my-feet-than-live-on.html' title=''/><author><name>causeforchange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290694428388750699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/DSC010211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4358509788583916555.post-2669394113216006378</id><published>2008-05-24T19:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T19:36:17.835-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lLkz9Rm-3SY/SDjPhpVu2lI/AAAAAAAAADY/nnQfundwe6s/s1600-h/grill2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lLkz9Rm-3SY/SDjPhpVu2lI/AAAAAAAAADY/nnQfundwe6s/s400/grill2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204137546366245458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drew this a while ago, but it's perfectly fitting considering my morning. Woke up at 7, went driving in my car to practice. Brought my grandma to get her blood drawn. Went to eat a Chinese breakfast (totally delicious!). Came back home and took a small nap. Got up and went to the dentist where I proceeded to get my wisdom teeth yanked. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lLkz9Rm-3SY/SDjPeGsNz8I/AAAAAAAAADQ/Fs2D9G9eEfY/s1600-h/grill+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lLkz9Rm-3SY/SDjPeGsNz8I/AAAAAAAAADQ/Fs2D9G9eEfY/s400/grill+3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204137485525700546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since then I have been chillin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4358509788583916555-2669394113216006378?l=meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/2669394113216006378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4358509788583916555&amp;postID=2669394113216006378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/2669394113216006378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/2669394113216006378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-did-these-while-ago-but-its-perfectly.html' title=''/><author><name>causeforchange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290694428388750699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/DSC010211.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lLkz9Rm-3SY/SDjPhpVu2lI/AAAAAAAAADY/nnQfundwe6s/s72-c/grill2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4358509788583916555.post-3878572990049648264</id><published>2008-05-23T20:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T20:29:34.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lLkz9Rm-3SY/SDeK4fc9SII/AAAAAAAAADA/mEQIkEPZVyw/s1600-h/Chowder.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lLkz9Rm-3SY/SDeK4fc9SII/AAAAAAAAADA/mEQIkEPZVyw/s400/Chowder.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203780597570160770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I have been significantly signed out. That and I have been trying to get things together. Between EAP stuff and essays, I haven't had a lot of time off. That, and I have been developing the habit of watching TV. I really like this show Chowder on Cartoon Network, but I don't really get to watch it. It's always on when I have class, or meetings, but when I do I am really excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also watched about two and a half hours of the Real World: Hollywood. While I am very disgusted in myself, I have been thinking that I totally want to go on that show. I would like to go on. Just for the kicks. Maybe. It's just so totally devastatingly disgusting-- I love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aside from that stuff, Jesse and I did the official officer transition stuff. I'm done with it. Well, in the sense that I will no longer be on board. It's freeing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so I am going home now. I'm getting my wisdom teeth pulled tomorrow. I am almost a hundred percent sure. But then again, we could have another crazy dentist mishap. Pray no. These babies need to leave!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4358509788583916555-3878572990049648264?l=meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/3878572990049648264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4358509788583916555&amp;postID=3878572990049648264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/3878572990049648264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/3878572990049648264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/2008/05/so-i-have-been-significantly-signed-out.html' title=''/><author><name>causeforchange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290694428388750699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/DSC010211.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lLkz9Rm-3SY/SDeK4fc9SII/AAAAAAAAADA/mEQIkEPZVyw/s72-c/Chowder.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4358509788583916555.post-2619096194972361686</id><published>2008-05-08T02:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T02:58:23.275-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have five minutes left in the space that I allotted myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the point in being an English Major? Okay, that totally rhetorical. I should be studying a trade. Not how to write B+ papers. I know that English grades are completely arbitrary, but I simply cannot mentally define what a good paper is. I don't know what a good sentence is. This is made clear by my totally un-flowy blurbish shlupt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh. It was totally worth it though. My voice is heading out the door on a hoarse (ha ha ha) because I chose to heal my soul for the past few days. It's hard to juggle so much, but I know that humans are so fucking resilient and don't you forget it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. So I totally do not make sense right now. I just wanted to check in. YO!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4358509788583916555-2619096194972361686?l=meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/2619096194972361686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4358509788583916555&amp;postID=2619096194972361686' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/2619096194972361686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/2619096194972361686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-have-five-minutes-left-in-space-that.html' title=''/><author><name>causeforchange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290694428388750699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/DSC010211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4358509788583916555.post-292333697738618432</id><published>2008-05-05T17:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T17:26:43.448-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lLkz9Rm-3SY/SB-lu0cbbiI/AAAAAAAAAC4/_gxqgvgMlfY/s1600-h/fairskinisbetter040708.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lLkz9Rm-3SY/SB-lu0cbbiI/AAAAAAAAAC4/_gxqgvgMlfY/s400/fairskinisbetter040708.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197054718779289122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ages and ages ago, there was a time when darkness, as a concept, was not evil. Darkness was the night, the soil, the strongest trees, the womb. Mysterious but nourishing, alive, full of power. White was for death and sickness. Thousands of years later, civilization, slavery, societal hierarchies, xenophobia, fear of disease and ignorance have flipped the script, so to speak.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read the entire article &lt;a href="http://jezebel.com/387148/in-india-fair-is-handsome--dark-is-doomed"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4358509788583916555-292333697738618432?l=meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/292333697738618432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4358509788583916555&amp;postID=292333697738618432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/292333697738618432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/292333697738618432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/2008/05/ages-and-ages-ago-there-was-time-when.html' title=''/><author><name>causeforchange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290694428388750699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/DSC010211.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lLkz9Rm-3SY/SB-lu0cbbiI/AAAAAAAAAC4/_gxqgvgMlfY/s72-c/fairskinisbetter040708.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4358509788583916555.post-1217223511146712823</id><published>2008-05-04T22:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T22:50:52.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Somethings are better left private. I think that those moments, people, and images are the ones that are worth remembering.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4358509788583916555-1217223511146712823?l=meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/1217223511146712823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4358509788583916555&amp;postID=1217223511146712823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/1217223511146712823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/1217223511146712823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/2008/05/somethings-are-better-left-private.html' title=''/><author><name>causeforchange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290694428388750699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/DSC010211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4358509788583916555.post-4512307498597827977</id><published>2008-05-04T22:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T22:50:01.315-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My life is okay. Sometimes I think that I am too stuck in my ways. I should be more open minded and embrace this college experience, but I think I sometimes wish I could reverse progression and growing up in my life. I'm not sure where I am going with this.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, to liven things up, here is a scary picture I found of Katherine McPhee from an ad on yahoo's weather. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lLkz9Rm-3SY/SB6eikcbbhI/AAAAAAAAACw/QKnUcGt9jKI/s1600-h/katherine.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lLkz9Rm-3SY/SB6eikcbbhI/AAAAAAAAACw/QKnUcGt9jKI/s400/katherine.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196765336767786514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4358509788583916555-4512307498597827977?l=meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/4512307498597827977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4358509788583916555&amp;postID=4512307498597827977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/4512307498597827977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/4512307498597827977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/2008/05/look-how-cute-steven-ma-is-this-blog-is.html' title=''/><author><name>causeforchange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290694428388750699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/DSC010211.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lLkz9Rm-3SY/SB6eikcbbhI/AAAAAAAAACw/QKnUcGt9jKI/s72-c/katherine.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4358509788583916555.post-7446070849440608571</id><published>2008-04-29T01:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T01:17:17.034-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Soooo I feel kind of bad because I really have signed out of pretty much everything sans APSA. I applied for a job at a store today, and had to send in pictures of myself! Horrible! Whatever though. I do need a job away from what I think is my reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel very awkward in my current living situation. I am not sure where or when communication and positivity disappeared, but it has just become strained relationships under one roof. I don't feel too bad, I know that I am leaving soon, but this kind of negativity makes me anxious to leave for anything and creates anxiety at the thought of returning "home". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately I've allowed negativity to bleed into my personal life. But a weekend home with family make me remember that living with people doesn't have to be drama, but it can be warm and loving. Sma and I talked everything through and through. He is a good person and an ace bf. I'm telling you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4358509788583916555-7446070849440608571?l=meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/7446070849440608571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4358509788583916555&amp;postID=7446070849440608571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/7446070849440608571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/7446070849440608571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/2008/04/soooo-i-feel-kind-of-bad-because-i.html' title=''/><author><name>causeforchange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290694428388750699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/DSC010211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4358509788583916555.post-7850589236316943441</id><published>2008-04-23T16:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T16:27:04.977-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is just a minor thing that I will quickly write about before spending 20 minutes on an essay and biking off to the AFSME meeting:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For one summer session, they only allow you to take 10 units in total. Five weeks, ten unites. While I understand why they would put a cap (so that students can actually pass), I find it pretty fucking ridic that there is one! Units are so expensive!!! But there is a note that the UC is encouraging people to take summer sessions because they will only charge you for 8 units. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEWFLASH. It does matter how many units you take! UC's don't charge you by units! Community colleges do! I should be allowed to take a bazillion units if I want to and can prove that I can do it. I want to take 12 units. I'm going to see my counselor tomorrow morning. Thank GOD she loves me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer session 2. H8 Irvine. Sort of. KAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uzgGUW__9Jo&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uzgGUW__9Jo&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MEANS NOTHING! GR8 SONG.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4358509788583916555-7850589236316943441?l=meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/7850589236316943441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4358509788583916555&amp;postID=7850589236316943441' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/7850589236316943441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/7850589236316943441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/2008/04/this-is-just-minor-thing-that-i-will.html' title=''/><author><name>causeforchange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290694428388750699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/DSC010211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4358509788583916555.post-8521124680071992939</id><published>2008-04-16T00:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T00:20:17.744-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lLkz9Rm-3SY/SAWmxsS2lfI/AAAAAAAAACA/0T9hqm_dBC4/s1600-h/Picture+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lLkz9Rm-3SY/SAWmxsS2lfI/AAAAAAAAACA/0T9hqm_dBC4/s400/Picture+6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189737518248400370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lLkz9Rm-3SY/SAWm0MS2lgI/AAAAAAAAACI/CgEMUTUJRGU/s1600-h/Picture+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lLkz9Rm-3SY/SAWm0MS2lgI/AAAAAAAAACI/CgEMUTUJRGU/s400/Picture+7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189737561198073346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lLkz9Rm-3SY/SAWm3MS2lhI/AAAAAAAAACQ/VKXp-LV4KI4/s1600-h/Picture+8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lLkz9Rm-3SY/SAWm3MS2lhI/AAAAAAAAACQ/VKXp-LV4KI4/s400/Picture+8.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189737612737680914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So these past few days have been way better. I think that there is an energy that comes from the razzle dazzle of campaigns and crazy referendums. I appreciate how people can out when there is real tangible work with results that seem quite possible. I'm just thankful for amazing friends and family from different campus and at UCI that are stepping up now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been focusing on friendships outside of work. Or what I consider work. My work. I think it's really good to heal outside, and have these outside perspectives. But I think often I'm too tired to say much. In a good way. It helps me be a better listener, and that something I've always tried to work on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard when I see people in relations that mirror what I had before. I don't want to be bossy, deny people experience that are validly theirs, but I don't like to see this repetition of sadness. I don't like people being lonely. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that I feel sad when I notice that I am alone. But I am not really alone. I don't think that I am leave behind able. You know? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the way things have been going. Granted, it's only Tuesday night, but if these good vibes can keep going until the end of the year, I'll be happy. Or happier. Happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been really just feeling instead of thinking lately. It's about positive energy and good auras instead of calculated conversations that leave more out that in. It's this inclusive love thing. I don't know. I've been spitting some stupid ass shit in these past few days, but I've been feeling it. Okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just good. Good.. Good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4358509788583916555-8521124680071992939?l=meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/8521124680071992939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4358509788583916555&amp;postID=8521124680071992939' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/8521124680071992939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/8521124680071992939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/2008/04/so-these-past-few-days-have-been-way.html' title=''/><author><name>causeforchange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290694428388750699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/DSC010211.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lLkz9Rm-3SY/SAWmxsS2lfI/AAAAAAAAACA/0T9hqm_dBC4/s72-c/Picture+6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4358509788583916555.post-437054120719728582</id><published>2008-04-04T21:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T21:22:12.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's not as hidden as it was last quarter. Everyone knows that I am burned out. And I think that sucks. It's not that everyone can see me tired, I'd rather have it that way so people will stop loading things into my planner, but that I am tired. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This quarter, I am really going to focus on taking care of myself. I feel like I say it every quarter, but maybe this time I will really be able to stick to my promise. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think was makes things the most difficult is wondering whether after I get myself back to me (it sounds funny), if I will be jaded and resistant to taking action, knowing that I burn out. To be honest, I didn't think I would. September of this year, I thought that I could do everything. But school, relationships, family. It all takes it toll on one person. I'm only taking 13 units this quarter, a stark comparison to my 24 units in the fall. I have less meetings, more events, fewer readings, but more anxiety. I started this quarter in a panic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to know what you believe in when people are trying to force you to believe in the world. I feel like I don't really know anything. I just know middle pictures. Like, I can't see the bigger picture. And I definitely do not know the details. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have plans. Instead of being so open, I've learned to keep things to myself. Next year will be different, and I'll grow in different ways. Don't get me wrong, this year has made me grow. I've learned a lot, but nothing real. Or at least I feel like that sometimes. I don't know. I don't want to go into complete self analysis mode right now, it's annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's like ghosts of last year are freaking me out now. After learning that DiPhung is going to talk to Alex, I have like, waves of mixed emotions. I feel like I deserted him. I feel like I ran away, into the arms of the most amazing person, but I left him for dead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4358509788583916555-437054120719728582?l=meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/437054120719728582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4358509788583916555&amp;postID=437054120719728582' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/437054120719728582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/437054120719728582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/2008/04/its-not-as-hidden-as-it-was-last.html' title=''/><author><name>causeforchange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290694428388750699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/DSC010211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4358509788583916555.post-7736630809650945694</id><published>2008-03-30T15:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T15:57:29.639-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Being back is wack.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4358509788583916555-7736630809650945694?l=meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/7736630809650945694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4358509788583916555&amp;postID=7736630809650945694' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/7736630809650945694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/7736630809650945694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/2008/03/being-back-is-wack.html' title=''/><author><name>causeforchange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290694428388750699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/DSC010211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4358509788583916555.post-829058359969004123</id><published>2008-03-27T22:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T22:32:15.079-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lLkz9Rm-3SY/R-yCiogEIVI/AAAAAAAAAB0/CZPh6MgM-V4/s1600-h/2273304242_c60564d58d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lLkz9Rm-3SY/R-yCiogEIVI/AAAAAAAAAB0/CZPh6MgM-V4/s400/2273304242_c60564d58d.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182660802695668050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(THNX Google 4 the piture)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to MOCA tonight for free (well not really-- Darn LA Parking!) with Miss Mellisa Chan. It was alright. I think a lot of contemporary art/modern art is bullshit! I did like the glass sperms though. They were funny. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KAYS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4358509788583916555-829058359969004123?l=meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/829058359969004123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4358509788583916555&amp;postID=829058359969004123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/829058359969004123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/829058359969004123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/2008/03/thnx-google-4-piture-went-to-moca.html' title=''/><author><name>causeforchange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290694428388750699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/DSC010211.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lLkz9Rm-3SY/R-yCiogEIVI/AAAAAAAAAB0/CZPh6MgM-V4/s72-c/2273304242_c60564d58d.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4358509788583916555.post-2458370451530046257</id><published>2008-03-25T22:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T23:00:24.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've been hanging out on the internet, trying to be a productive member of this 10101 community. Here are some cool things I've found:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://pundo3000.com/werbunggegenrealitaet3000.htm&lt;br /&gt;It's like, this person who takes pictures of food. But with a twist! It's packaged food! She (I think..) takes pictures of the packaging and what it's "supposed" to look like and what the food looks like in reality. It's awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://consumerist.com/consumer/consumerist-kit/dumpsterdive-like--a-pro-208273.php&lt;br /&gt;So when I went to Sad Diego, I met Dorosister's &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Freegan"&gt;freegan&lt;/a&gt; friend. He is a communist and really spacy. I love it! It's so bomb. Well, it got me thinking. I have this cool boyfriend who likes to go through garbage as well. I got this link from him, but I am thinking about it more and more. Especially as I think about where money really grows from!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.margaretcho.com/blog.htm?var1=http://www.margaretcho.com/blog/&lt;br /&gt;It better be a call for some ass!!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://jezebel.com/371874/women-who-love-fashion-are-not-inherently-idiotic&lt;br /&gt;I think the link is pretty clear. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Okay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you reading?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4358509788583916555-2458370451530046257?l=meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/2458370451530046257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4358509788583916555&amp;postID=2458370451530046257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/2458370451530046257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/2458370451530046257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/2008/03/ive-been-hanging-out-on-internet-trying.html' title=''/><author><name>causeforchange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290694428388750699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/DSC010211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4358509788583916555.post-1035088289182148834</id><published>2008-03-24T00:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T00:24:20.094-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lLkz9Rm-3SY/R-dWk4gEISI/AAAAAAAAABc/af9qJAo7vDY/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lLkz9Rm-3SY/R-dWk4gEISI/AAAAAAAAABc/af9qJAo7vDY/s400/1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181205087955198242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lLkz9Rm-3SY/R-dWk4gEITI/AAAAAAAAABk/yzofgIgRe7U/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lLkz9Rm-3SY/R-dWk4gEITI/AAAAAAAAABk/yzofgIgRe7U/s400/2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181205087955198258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lLkz9Rm-3SY/R-dWlIgEIUI/AAAAAAAAABs/HR4SNZJxwls/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lLkz9Rm-3SY/R-dWlIgEIUI/AAAAAAAAABs/HR4SNZJxwls/s400/3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181205092250165570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steven Ma loves the computer! I am gushy mushy about his cute face!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!!*&lt;br /&gt;U&lt;br /&gt;^--So excited&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; ()()&lt;br /&gt; ( ..)&lt;br /&gt;o(")(")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LULZ!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KAY GOING TO SLEEP NOW!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4358509788583916555-1035088289182148834?l=meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/1035088289182148834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4358509788583916555&amp;postID=1035088289182148834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/1035088289182148834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/1035088289182148834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/2008/03/steven-ma-loves-computer-i-am-gushy.html' title=''/><author><name>causeforchange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290694428388750699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/DSC010211.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lLkz9Rm-3SY/R-dWk4gEISI/AAAAAAAAABc/af9qJAo7vDY/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4358509788583916555.post-1912469444167073512</id><published>2008-03-24T00:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T00:22:34.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lLkz9Rm-3SY/R-dVOIgEIPI/AAAAAAAAABE/TFye61DVdQI/s1600-h/DSC00359.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lLkz9Rm-3SY/R-dVOIgEIPI/AAAAAAAAABE/TFye61DVdQI/s400/DSC00359.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181203597601546482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lLkz9Rm-3SY/R-dVOogEIQI/AAAAAAAAABM/CCgzKsF9U_c/s1600-h/DSC00360.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lLkz9Rm-3SY/R-dVOogEIQI/AAAAAAAAABM/CCgzKsF9U_c/s400/DSC00360.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181203606191481090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was pretty cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4358509788583916555-1912469444167073512?l=meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/1912469444167073512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4358509788583916555&amp;postID=1912469444167073512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/1912469444167073512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/1912469444167073512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/2008/03/today-was-pretty-cool.html' title=''/><author><name>causeforchange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290694428388750699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/DSC010211.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lLkz9Rm-3SY/R-dVOIgEIPI/AAAAAAAAABE/TFye61DVdQI/s72-c/DSC00359.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4358509788583916555.post-6721390528906907511</id><published>2008-03-23T23:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T00:09:54.024-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was doing so well with the posting but then I stopped bcuz I was temporarily distracted by Dorosister for like, one point less than that weeks. UGH! JKLOL I love my sister. She is vair hilaritay! Okays. This is my posticles. I am mas tired and aboot to go to sleep. I am kind of sort of sunburns all over &amp; it's pretz wondarfullz. I love it. Today I bought a dress so that Sma can take me to go eat sum delish food. I am totz egg-cited for delish food even though tonites I feels kind of sick bcuz I ate too much meat of lately. YUCK. But allz well. I should go to sleep soon okay!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is your daily dose o Dorosister! Welcome 2 my life!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lLkz9Rm-3SY/R-dTT4gEIOI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Wa7fqQxd3bQ/s1600-h/DSC00340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lLkz9Rm-3SY/R-dTT4gEIOI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Wa7fqQxd3bQ/s400/DSC00340.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181201497362538722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LULZ. She is a loon!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4358509788583916555-6721390528906907511?l=meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/6721390528906907511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4358509788583916555&amp;postID=6721390528906907511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/6721390528906907511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/6721390528906907511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-was-doing-so-well-with-posting-but.html' title=''/><author><name>causeforchange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290694428388750699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/DSC010211.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lLkz9Rm-3SY/R-dTT4gEIOI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Wa7fqQxd3bQ/s72-c/DSC00340.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4358509788583916555.post-1139742286941740383</id><published>2008-03-17T19:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T19:09:12.653-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lLkz9Rm-3SY/R98kLwzamuI/AAAAAAAAAA0/jRUnNVtK9I0/s1600-h/grace.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lLkz9Rm-3SY/R98kLwzamuI/AAAAAAAAAA0/jRUnNVtK9I0/s400/grace.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178897880997075682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY FOR SPRING TIME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lLkz9Rm-3SY/R98jtAzamsI/AAAAAAAAAAk/ahmyoZuvGpc/s1600-h/con+gma+y+papa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lLkz9Rm-3SY/R98jtAzamsI/AAAAAAAAAAk/ahmyoZuvGpc/s400/con+gma+y+papa.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178897352716098242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lLkz9Rm-3SY/R98j_QzamtI/AAAAAAAAAAs/cueQ8G0IST0/s1600-h/con+mama.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lLkz9Rm-3SY/R98j_QzamtI/AAAAAAAAAAs/cueQ8G0IST0/s400/con+mama.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178897666248710866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4358509788583916555-1139742286941740383?l=meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/1139742286941740383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4358509788583916555&amp;postID=1139742286941740383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/1139742286941740383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/1139742286941740383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/2008/03/yay-for-spring-time.html' title=''/><author><name>causeforchange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290694428388750699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/DSC010211.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lLkz9Rm-3SY/R98kLwzamuI/AAAAAAAAAA0/jRUnNVtK9I0/s72-c/grace.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4358509788583916555.post-3145492853263825095</id><published>2008-03-17T18:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T19:05:26.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lLkz9Rm-3SY/R98hYAzampI/AAAAAAAAAAM/_1LfNaa-uEk/s1600-h/full.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lLkz9Rm-3SY/R98hYAzampI/AAAAAAAAAAM/_1LfNaa-uEk/s400/full.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178894792915589778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are Cheap Monday Skyscrapers. They are the magical pants that made me love fancier denim again. I saw them months ago and ordered them from the internetz. Only to discover that either these jeans run real small or I had grown real large. Online, they ran out of any bigger sizes, so I went to the store to try and see if they had any bigger sizes. I looked and they didn't so instead I exchanged them for another pair of Cheap Mondays. All was good, until I went to Santa Monica and got another pair on sale from Active. I didn't like the blue color, so I went to another Active and exchanged them for a black pair that was not on sale because the blue ones hadn't gone on sale in this store yet. So I wore these new black Cheap Mondays for a few weeks. Then, today. Dorosister and I went to Buffalo where I found a fantastic pair of high waisted shorts. We decided to stop at the store that I had gotten my first pair of Cheap Mondays from and low and behold there was a pair of Skyscrapers ON SALE in my size. Which is a 28. So I told Doro to run to the car and get me my shorts. I put the shorts on. Took my first pair of black Cheap Mondays to Buffalo. Sold them. And walked myself back to buy the pair of Skyscrapers. That is the story. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lLkz9Rm-3SY/R98isQzamqI/AAAAAAAAAAU/fu2R2eynnlM/s1600-h/side.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lLkz9Rm-3SY/R98isQzamqI/AAAAAAAAAAU/fu2R2eynnlM/s400/side.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178896240319568546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a picture of Dorosister about to sleep to make up for my shameless consumerism and disgusting habits of spending money and pining for material objects that I convince myself will make me happy. And they do. So SUCK IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lLkz9Rm-3SY/R98jBwzamrI/AAAAAAAAAAc/RSY-Vpr2KG8/s1600-h/doro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lLkz9Rm-3SY/R98jBwzamrI/AAAAAAAAAAc/RSY-Vpr2KG8/s400/doro.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178896609686756018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4358509788583916555-3145492853263825095?l=meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/3145492853263825095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4358509788583916555&amp;postID=3145492853263825095' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/3145492853263825095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/3145492853263825095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/2008/03/here-are-cheap-monday-skyscrapers.html' title=''/><author><name>causeforchange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290694428388750699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/DSC010211.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lLkz9Rm-3SY/R98hYAzampI/AAAAAAAAAAM/_1LfNaa-uEk/s72-c/full.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4358509788583916555.post-261663812469931834</id><published>2008-03-09T23:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T23:31:34.865-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/?action=view&amp;current=chinese.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/chinese.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese is kicking my mindful ass so unbelievably hard. I've been writing character on page after page and trying to memorize each of these stupid words! I really hope that at the end of two years I will look back and think "Gee, I am glad that I know all these words" because otherwise I will be pretty pissed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel lonely here. It doesn't happen that often, so I'm not sulking or anything. I miss my sister. I miss Jacob Pierce. He sent me this beautiful mix tape that he drew all over. I can't wait to listen to it, but I don't want to bother sticking it in my computer. Instead, I waste time by writing how I am wasting time. UGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear, through the time lapse between songs, my other two apartment mates laughing and talking. It's unfair. I want someone to keep me company. Okay, that is a lie. I do enjoy having a room to myself all the time so I can eat stinky foods in my sweatpants. I want a culturally appropriate room mate so I can talk about pho and curry that is so sweet and spicy. I want someone who eats tofu!! I want to be in a house with people who eat tofu!! Other than that though, but apartment mates are very nice and friendly! I am talking about them like we just met. I've lived with them for a long time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two days ago was me and Sma's 9 month tri-quarterversary. I am really more excited than I read. I think. UGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I think it's pretty much time for me to turn in. I am going to see Dorosister this weekend and expect that I will get no fucking work done. It's okay though. It's the price I pay to have someone who knows me like the way I know.. NOT CHINESE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4358509788583916555-261663812469931834?l=meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/261663812469931834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4358509788583916555&amp;postID=261663812469931834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/261663812469931834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/261663812469931834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/2008/03/chinese-is-kicking-my-mindful-ass-so.html' title=''/><author><name>causeforchange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290694428388750699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/DSC010211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4358509788583916555.post-169701360354898615</id><published>2008-03-07T01:02:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T01:11:06.540-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So.. I'm feeling kind of accomplished and grown up right now. I am trying to get my shit together for real. I am really working hard in school, even though I'm taking the time away from studying Chinese to write this. At the moment, I feel like I'm in a good place. I just got everything (SAR, letter of rec, form, transcript [okay, I'm getting that tomorrow] &amp; statement about what it means to be an Asian American) together for this OCAPICA scholarship. It feels grown up. I am taking time (or as much as I can manage) away from Irvine (and by Irvine I mean everything outside of me and schoolwork) and trying to really focus on making myself more at peace with everything. I mean not stressing over APSA continuously, not worrying about Hip Hop Congress, not letting all this Umbrella Council stuff faze me, just being good with everything, you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These past few months I've been way too stressed out. My period is going to be normal (the pill can't even regulate my life) and I am going to cook amazing things to eat. This next week, I'm going to focus on burrrrritos and making warm and flavorful fillings to be wrapped in soft and slightly sweet tortillas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My ipod fixed itself (after being plugged into my computer saying that it is broken broken broken for 12 houors) and now I listen to John Legend - Stay With You on repeat because it makes me feel like everything will be alright. I feel like my relationships with people outside of orgs and whatnot are growing. I love my sister. I love her so much. She was so insistent today on telling me about the subtle nuances of Ray-Jay, why Mariah Carey is so great, and about traffic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4358509788583916555-169701360354898615?l=meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/169701360354898615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4358509788583916555&amp;postID=169701360354898615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/169701360354898615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/169701360354898615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/2008/03/so.html' title=''/><author><name>causeforchange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290694428388750699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/DSC010211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4358509788583916555.post-6384397507471102574</id><published>2008-03-05T01:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T01:58:03.276-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1)I just finished writing a paper the day before it's due (okay.. it's past one but if you are counting you suck) for the first time this year.&lt;br /&gt;2)Sickness is coming and I know it. My nose is stuffy and drippy at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;3)I totz adored Steven Ma for liking girls who pick at their toes and promising to one day own a shawarma machine. What a doll!&lt;br /&gt;4)Tonight I made a vegetarian pizza for me and my friend Melissa Chan to eat. She brought over apple pie from Trader Joes and I love it.&lt;br /&gt;5)I also made a delicious bacon, baby spinach, and chedder cheese calzone that is so delicious it's scary.&lt;br /&gt;6)For lunch Miss Jenn Pae and thank-you-Power-Pac bought me really delish Gypsy Den. We shared an Apple Crisp. I love appley desserts.&lt;br /&gt;7)I suck at Chinese a lot.&lt;br /&gt;8)I'm going to end at this good luck number and sleep. Night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/?action=view&amp;current=FabulabGrace.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/FabulabGrace.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/?action=view&amp;current=ScienceSteve.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/ScienceSteve.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me and Sma at the Scientology Museum place. If I am killed, it was Tom Cruise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4358509788583916555-6384397507471102574?l=meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/6384397507471102574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4358509788583916555&amp;postID=6384397507471102574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/6384397507471102574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/6384397507471102574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/2008/03/1i-just-finished-writing-paper-day.html' title=''/><author><name>causeforchange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290694428388750699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/DSC010211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4358509788583916555.post-3355360801318474027</id><published>2008-02-22T10:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T10:27:52.022-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eq3Bjzg-D68&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eq3Bjzg-D68&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4358509788583916555-3355360801318474027?l=meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/3355360801318474027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4358509788583916555&amp;postID=3355360801318474027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/3355360801318474027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/3355360801318474027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/2008/02/awesome.html' title=''/><author><name>causeforchange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290694428388750699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/DSC010211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4358509788583916555.post-3937447513355892698</id><published>2008-02-19T21:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T21:59:06.751-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I realize that I have not done introductions to new people in my life in a while. So to make up, here are four!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/?action=view&amp;current=DSC00262.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/DSC00262.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the Aloe plant that &lt;a href="http://meetdorothyyoung.blogspot.com"&gt;Dorosister&lt;/a&gt; gave me for post V-day. It is pretty and I like it. I wanted a Cactus plant from Sma, but because he does not believe I can keep anything alive (a$$hol3) he got me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/?action=view&amp;current=DSC00263.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/DSC00263.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted a little pet and a cactus and he got me a mix! I know, I UGH tokidoki all the time because that man is a pinkerton to the MAXXXXX! But I like these two new friend because they are cute and watch me watch TV which has lately been a lot of King of the Hill and Spongebob (which is anything I have UGHed for long but bless the creators for making 15 minute episodes). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I won this cool calender from the CCC's winter solstice and I decided to post my calender picture every month. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/?action=view&amp;current=DSC00265.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/DSC00265.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I leave you one final picture of my beautiful aloe vera plant that will heal everything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/?action=view&amp;current=DSC00264.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/DSC00264.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PEACE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4358509788583916555-3937447513355892698?l=meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/3937447513355892698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4358509788583916555&amp;postID=3937447513355892698' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/3937447513355892698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/3937447513355892698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-realize-that-i-have-not-done.html' title=''/><author><name>causeforchange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290694428388750699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/DSC010211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4358509788583916555.post-252617824150106622</id><published>2008-02-18T17:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T17:21:03.912-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm watching the Fairy Odd Parents movie &lt;u&gt;Fairly Odd Baby&lt;/u&gt;. It is funny. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dorosister posts cool things on &lt;a href="http://meetdorothyyoung.blogspot.com/"&gt;her blog&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a high light of the weekend that she has not beaten me to posting. Here is my and Sma sticking a canister of tea into our nostrils!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/?action=view&amp;current=2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/?action=view&amp;current=3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/3.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/?action=view&amp;current=1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/?action=view&amp;current=4.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/4.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is thee update DOROSISTER.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4358509788583916555-252617824150106622?l=meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/252617824150106622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4358509788583916555&amp;postID=252617824150106622' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/252617824150106622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/252617824150106622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/2008/02/im-watching-fairy-odd-parents-movie.html' title=''/><author><name>causeforchange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290694428388750699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/DSC010211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4358509788583916555.post-2945521195441516200</id><published>2008-02-04T10:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T10:47:02.007-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jjXyqcx-mYY&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jjXyqcx-mYY&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is pretty amazing. I am not endorsing Obamz, I just thought this was mega hilar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zokay. My life is good. I like wearing vests and eating oranges. I am trying to take care of myself for I feel a sick coming on that is not welcome! I like my bike and I am doing poll monitoring tomorrow morning early early but it is for my community and I am proud to be an American! Wooo hOOOOO!! Okay. I'm going to go eat some biscotti now and tell myself that I can make a difference!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4358509788583916555-2945521195441516200?l=meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/2945521195441516200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4358509788583916555&amp;postID=2945521195441516200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/2945521195441516200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/2945521195441516200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/2008/02/this-is-pretty-amazing.html' title=''/><author><name>causeforchange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290694428388750699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/DSC010211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4358509788583916555.post-4771646614794384353</id><published>2008-02-01T21:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T21:45:03.331-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/?action=view&amp;current=flyerfrontSMALL.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/flyerfrontSMALL.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously. Brandon JK Kwong is the King. I just wanted to sort of put this beautiful thing on the internet!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4358509788583916555-4771646614794384353?l=meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/4771646614794384353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4358509788583916555&amp;postID=4771646614794384353' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/4771646614794384353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/4771646614794384353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/2008/02/seriously.html' title=''/><author><name>causeforchange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290694428388750699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/DSC010211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4358509788583916555.post-9206945739140427896</id><published>2008-01-25T11:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T11:42:08.521-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="450" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://xmedia.live.advance.net/cleve/plaindealer/012408_dennis.swf"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://xmedia.live.advance.net/cleve/plaindealer/012408_dennis.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="450" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;For more coverage of Dennis Kucinich, go to the &lt;a href="http://blog.cleveland.com/openers"&gt;Openers blog&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strength through Peace. Be still my heart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDWARDS 08! But mostly half-heartedly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4358509788583916555-9206945739140427896?l=meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/9206945739140427896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4358509788583916555&amp;postID=9206945739140427896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/9206945739140427896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/9206945739140427896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/2008/01/for-more-coverage-of-dennis-kucinich-go.html' title=''/><author><name>causeforchange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290694428388750699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/DSC010211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4358509788583916555.post-4464621846883160095</id><published>2008-01-23T17:52:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T18:02:51.135-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It is raining and I am waiting for my Kucinich pins to come in the mail. I just checked, and I guess they are all emptying inventory (I know, but I still like him), because pins are a dollar each now. It's cool. I'm not that super big on this election stuff. I think I may be just riding the hype, but it's pretty fun so I'll stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life right now is pretty good. It's busy, but good. I am just trying to stay positive, mostly. It gets kind of hard when I don't really have my own time to sit around and chew on things and watch VH1 and whatnot. I'm alright with it. I think that having an excess of time on my hand just makes me a big fat procrastinator. For instance, today. For the first time since, well, since I can't remember. I've had a 5 1/2 hour break in between stuff and what did I do? NOTHING. It feels nice. Refreshing, like I can face four hours of meetings (probably) tonight. I'm going to bring a book. Hopefully things work out. For the most part, I'm just signing hands off a lot. I have to study and damn it, I want to get good grades! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On that note. I miss my family a lot. The correlation between family and grades? I don't really think there is one. I'm just a really, sporadic (???) thinker today. Yeah. Okay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some fantastic quality photos from this weekend. I am excited for this weekend. Sort of. Kind of. It'll be fun to dress up with APSA and meet people and eat free (but not freedom!) food (catered by Aramark -- BOOOO!). Okay. Okay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/?action=view&amp;current=PhotobySteven_1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/PhotobySteven_1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/?action=view&amp;current=PhotobySteven_1_2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/PhotobySteven_1_2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/?action=view&amp;current=PhotobySteven_1_2_3_4.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/PhotobySteven_1_2_3_4.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/?action=view&amp;current=PhotobySteven_1_2_3_4_5_6_7_8.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/PhotobySteven_1_2_3_4_5_6_7_8.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/?action=view&amp;current=PhotobySteven_1_2_3_4_5_6_7_8_9_10_.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/PhotobySteven_1_2_3_4_5_6_7_8_9_10_.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4358509788583916555-4464621846883160095?l=meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/4464621846883160095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4358509788583916555&amp;postID=4464621846883160095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/4464621846883160095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/4464621846883160095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/2008/01/it-is-raining-and-i-am-waiting-for-my.html' title=''/><author><name>causeforchange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290694428388750699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/DSC010211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4358509788583916555.post-5054355923117243786</id><published>2008-01-19T19:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T19:14:58.698-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dennis Kucinich for President.</title><content type='html'>Dennis Kucinich for President 2008! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like it when people tell me that if I vote for him, I will waste my vote. Everyone I've talked to (pretty much) agrees that in the "ideal world", he would win. But since everyone else is voting Obama or Hilary, Kucinich has no chance. I think that is bull. If people who really believed in universal single payer health care and education as a priority and getting out of Iraq now voted according to their politics and beliefs instead of razzle dazzle, Dennis Kucinich would win. I bought pins for Kucinich. I want him as my president!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Well. I don't want to be entirely biased. Even if I am and this is my blog so therefor it can be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.dehp.net/candidate/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is a pretty neat little function computer thing. Figure it out friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Strength through Peace&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4358509788583916555-5054355923117243786?l=meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/5054355923117243786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4358509788583916555&amp;postID=5054355923117243786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/5054355923117243786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/5054355923117243786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/2008/01/dennis-kucinich-for-president.html' title='Dennis Kucinich for President.'/><author><name>causeforchange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290694428388750699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/DSC010211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4358509788583916555.post-4055607822004212017</id><published>2008-01-11T21:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T21:45:20.491-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/?action=view&amp;current=amei_390.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/amei_390.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.maccosmetics.com/templates/collections/collection.tmpl?CATEGORY_ID=CATEGORY27207"&gt;OMG&lt;/a&gt;!!! It's &lt;a href="http://www.a-mei.com/"&gt; A Mei&lt;/a&gt;. She's the freaking Cher mixed with Madonna  mixed with everything fabulous in the Taiwanese world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4358509788583916555-4055607822004212017?l=meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/4055607822004212017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4358509788583916555&amp;postID=4055607822004212017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/4055607822004212017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/4055607822004212017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/2008/01/omg-its-mei.html' title=''/><author><name>causeforchange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290694428388750699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/DSC010211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4358509788583916555.post-5921008321383089352</id><published>2008-01-09T01:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T01:41:29.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Chinese is kicking my ass already. NO! I will win this. FTW!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not crazy. I took a nap today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4358509788583916555-5921008321383089352?l=meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/5921008321383089352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4358509788583916555&amp;postID=5921008321383089352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/5921008321383089352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/5921008321383089352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/2008/01/chinese-is-kicking-my-ass-already.html' title=''/><author><name>causeforchange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290694428388750699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/DSC010211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4358509788583916555.post-8958084432869854347</id><published>2008-01-07T16:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T16:09:53.362-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MDUQW8LUMs8&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MDUQW8LUMs8&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's pretty freaking cool. But not as cool as Dennis Kucinich.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.dennis4president.com/&lt;br /&gt;http://www.dennis4president.com/&lt;br /&gt;http://www.dennis4president.com/&lt;br /&gt;http://www.dennis4president.com/&lt;br /&gt;http://www.dennis4president.com/&lt;br /&gt;http://www.dennis4president.com/&lt;br /&gt;http://www.dennis4president.com/&lt;br /&gt;http://www.dennis4president.com/&lt;br /&gt;http://www.dennis4president.com/&lt;br /&gt;http://www.dennis4president.com/&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4358509788583916555-8958084432869854347?l=meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/8958084432869854347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4358509788583916555&amp;postID=8958084432869854347' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/8958084432869854347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/8958084432869854347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/2008/01/thats-pretty-freaking-cool.html' title=''/><author><name>causeforchange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290694428388750699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/DSC010211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4358509788583916555.post-6704897551615530481</id><published>2008-01-05T23:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T23:27:17.025-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm padding around this apartment. The carpet is warmer than the air outside. Its a beautiful solitary day, with little humor outside of the excessive text messaging and phone conversation with my sister. I ache for something. Not an ache that is painful &amp; unbearable, but for some love on this campus. It is a lonely place. Filled with noise and sounds that don't settle well with me. There are too many people to try and no one left to really notice. Instead, in 1023 E, I am alone. I can't believe I left home. My home where the walls are built invisible because everyone talks and communicates and tells each other -- shows each other that we really care. I think about my love, spread for miles as a hopeful sheet of protection. Guarding those who have won my heart. It's a maternal vibe, I guess. One that come around once a month to remind me that parts of me are very much alive. So while I walk around this too perfectly coordinated space, I force myself to think about people I love, instead of being with them. It's so damn hard to be in Irvine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_0764.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/IMG_0764.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_0766.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/IMG_0766.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_0771.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/IMG_0771.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4358509788583916555-6704897551615530481?l=meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/6704897551615530481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4358509788583916555&amp;postID=6704897551615530481' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/6704897551615530481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/6704897551615530481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/2008/01/im-padding-around-this-apartment.html' title=''/><author><name>causeforchange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290694428388750699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/DSC010211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4358509788583916555.post-8046721043694454626</id><published>2007-12-30T22:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T22:51:13.216-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This year has been great blah blah blah. BUT FIRST! Let's celebrate the birth and 24th year of survival by Steven Ho-Man Ma! The most fun bilf foc'r anyone could ever dream of!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/?action=view&amp;current=sma1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/sma1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/?action=view&amp;current=sma2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/sma2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/?action=view&amp;current=sma3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/sma3.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY. Enough with the festivities and celebration! Woo Hoo. Some of the smooshy stuff : gr8st bf evah. And then some serious wisdom for him: Do not eat gum from under the library table even though it's purple (which is my favorite color) &amp; grape (which is my favorite flavor)! So there. Forever documented on the internet. The funnest birthday he has ever had (according to me!).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4358509788583916555-8046721043694454626?l=meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/8046721043694454626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4358509788583916555&amp;postID=8046721043694454626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/8046721043694454626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/8046721043694454626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/2007/12/this-year-has-been-great-blah-blah-blah.html' title=''/><author><name>causeforchange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290694428388750699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/DSC010211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4358509788583916555.post-6918720530126233752</id><published>2007-12-24T22:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T22:39:19.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Family is so fun! I love Christmas lights! I love lights! I love wine! I love Christmas presents! I love wrapping gifts! I love making shirts! I love my parents! I love my sister! I love my Grandma! I love family! I love warm food! I love tofu! I love pork! I love watches! I love cell phones! I love wallets and drivers licenses! I love cheesecake! I love consumerism! I love friends! I love APSA! I love mass text messages! I love personalized text messages! I love Target! I love cheap things! I love Taiwan! I love Parent who love Taiwan! I love Parent who does not really love Taiwan! I love blush! I love long sleeves! I love pants! I love sweatpants! I love lying about loving sweatpants! I love good grades! I love passing the last Science class I'll ever have to take forever and ever! I love science loving boypren! I love bike riding really slow! I love fixing my busted innertube and tire all by myself almost! I love clean nails! I love getting my nails done in unionized nail salons! I love making plans to get nails done at a unionized nail salon! I love making plans! I love planning! I love writing in a journal that is two years old and almost over! I love long sentences! I love short sentences! I love water! I love holiday cups! I love duck! I love blogs! I love San Gabriel! I love fruit! I love cookies! I love winter smoosh on my belly! I love planning to get ripped with muscles! I love blinking! I love red! I love green! I love green and black and white! I love being kind of mean to mean people even though it's not something you should be proud of! I love exclamation points! I love people who love to read! I love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Happy Christmas Holidays!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4358509788583916555-6918720530126233752?l=meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/6918720530126233752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4358509788583916555&amp;postID=6918720530126233752' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/6918720530126233752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/6918720530126233752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/2007/12/family-is-so-fun-i-love-christmas.html' title=''/><author><name>causeforchange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290694428388750699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/DSC010211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4358509788583916555.post-5875010187666973217</id><published>2007-12-19T13:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T13:26:16.237-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>http://youtube.com/watch?v=89oS4SN4mNg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(She won't let me embed it, so watch that!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least. At least. Britney has some semblance of dance at the end. Okay. I'm going to wash my quickly-becoming-dreads hair. YUCK!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4358509788583916555-5875010187666973217?l=meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/5875010187666973217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4358509788583916555&amp;postID=5875010187666973217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/5875010187666973217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/5875010187666973217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/2007/12/httpyoutube.html' title=''/><author><name>causeforchange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290694428388750699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/DSC010211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4358509788583916555.post-3213588634480259947</id><published>2007-12-15T23:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-15T23:57:48.724-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am a blog addict. No, more an internet reader. It is possibly the only reason I have a computer. I spend hours a day pouring over news, how-tos, pictures of lolcats and hipsters. It's kind of disgusting. The reason I am noticing now is that I have not pulled out my planner in three days. I know that all the pages will be blank for the entire day. Nothing from 10AM until 10PM. Absolutely. Empty. It definitely feels really weird. I just sit around. On the internet. Okay, no. With the internet. Reading. I read other books too, about stupid socialites in New York. But yeah, this is my break so far. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Things I Want to Do&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drive on the Freeway&lt;br /&gt;Go to a museum&lt;br /&gt;Ride my bike get food&lt;br /&gt;Ride my bike to the park&lt;br /&gt;Ride my bike&lt;br /&gt;Watch one entire season of King of the Hill&lt;br /&gt;Watch a Movie&lt;br /&gt;Get Wisdom Teeth Pulled&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll add more later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4358509788583916555-3213588634480259947?l=meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/3213588634480259947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4358509788583916555&amp;postID=3213588634480259947' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/3213588634480259947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/3213588634480259947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-am-blog-addict.html' title=''/><author><name>causeforchange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290694428388750699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/DSC010211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4358509788583916555.post-314908534024402245</id><published>2007-12-14T00:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T00:18:36.401-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;embed width="448" height="361" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://i242.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/MOV00143.flv"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am such a majestic winner. I am everything that is amazing about me. I love myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.kongregate.com/games/Ninjakiwi/bloons-tower-defense-2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WIN!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4358509788583916555-314908534024402245?l=meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/314908534024402245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4358509788583916555&amp;postID=314908534024402245' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/314908534024402245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/314908534024402245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-am-such-majestic-winner.html' title=''/><author><name>causeforchange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290694428388750699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/DSC010211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4358509788583916555.post-7728880503011907639</id><published>2007-12-04T00:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T00:54:22.382-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tonight it really hit me how I do need to take care of myself. Mondays tend to be my crazy days, but I guess I usually keep going. But today, damn it, today. My life feels so crazy right now. I feel sometimes (read: most times), people just take me as a given almost. That I'll be there, that I'll step up, that I'll send email, make posters, go to meetings, handle shit from admin, be mommy. I feel like I do my work, bits and parts and even the entire job of other people and damn. It really. Starts. To. Add. Up. I didn't get the fellowship I wanted. My mom's in the hospital. I have papers to write. My mom's in the fucking hospital. They are cleaning my apartment's carpet so I have to make sure everything is off the ground? My mom isn't well, and it scares me every minute. My family is everything to me, and it's just so damn hard. I can't even write anything, you know? I blew up at Jesse tonight. Sorry. You are me here and I am so sorry that I can't always be strong enough. Sometimes though, everything is a bit too much for one person to handle. I'm this big fat mess on her period. I'm trying and giving everything I've got. So I guess this is just me asking people to step up. I just wish I didn't feel bad asking people to do stuff. I don't know, worthless bitching I guess. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. Here is my bike! Not the bike I had before, baby mama drama rama behind me now.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/bike2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/bike1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It makes me happy! One of the few things. I need to start eating well again. Cooking. Reading. Watching bad TV with room mates. Listening to music that's soul purpose is not just to calm me down. Riding my bike with Ry Ro and co. Having space in my schedule that is labeled dinner with friends. Having space in my planner that isn't labeled as all. Damn. I'm just listing things I want and not thinking achievement! Okay. Good. Alright.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4358509788583916555-7728880503011907639?l=meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/7728880503011907639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4358509788583916555&amp;postID=7728880503011907639' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/7728880503011907639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/7728880503011907639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/2007/12/tonight-it-really-hit-me-how-i-do-need.html' title=''/><author><name>causeforchange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290694428388750699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/DSC010211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4358509788583916555.post-5892458056484470581</id><published>2007-12-01T21:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T21:21:48.373-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm too big for my new jeans. I guess it's another two weeks waiting for the mail. I'm shipping them to school this time, but wouldn't it suck so bad if they didn't come? Maybe I should ship them home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bike shopping tomorrow with my dad! I'm so excited to be living straight. My life of crime is behind me! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At home. I have work to do, but meh. I think I'm going to wash my sheets that I brought home to wash (saving me a hefty dollar fifty that I can put towards other crap!) and my bangs, and then watching Freedom Writers until I pass out. It's so cold!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My feet are freezing. I take my dad's big white socks when I am at home, because I leave my multi-colored small socks at school. I feel bad because I get the bottoms so dirty! I don't even know how? I am looking at the bottom of my feet and shaking my head because I lose face. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup. What's up? What kind of detergent do you use?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4358509788583916555-5892458056484470581?l=meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/5892458056484470581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4358509788583916555&amp;postID=5892458056484470581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/5892458056484470581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/5892458056484470581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/2007/12/im-too-big-for-my-new-jeans.html' title=''/><author><name>causeforchange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290694428388750699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/DSC010211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4358509788583916555.post-5974717733425458545</id><published>2007-11-30T00:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T00:28:14.653-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>No more bike. These are somethings that I have found interesting today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.asianweek.com/2007/11/28/the-25-most-infamous-yellow-face-film-performances-part-1/"&gt;Yellow Face in Hollywood&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.asianweek.com/2007/11/28/the-25-most-infamous-yellow-face-film-performances-part-1/&lt;br /&gt;Mitt Romney is an idiot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am currently watching most of the videos from the Republican CNN/Youtube debates. Can I just say how amazing youtube is? I mean, look at how it works. Man, mind-blowing. I am pretty interested in what the Republicans have to say though. Hmm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4358509788583916555-5974717733425458545?l=meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/5974717733425458545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4358509788583916555&amp;postID=5974717733425458545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/5974717733425458545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/5974717733425458545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/2007/11/no-more-bike.html' title=''/><author><name>causeforchange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290694428388750699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/DSC010211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4358509788583916555.post-8435668081910876274</id><published>2007-11-25T19:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T19:02:41.866-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;embed width="448" height="361" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://i242.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/MOV00078.flv"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were waiting for pizza. I will introduce my new bike later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4358509788583916555-8435668081910876274?l=meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/8435668081910876274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4358509788583916555&amp;postID=8435668081910876274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/8435668081910876274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/8435668081910876274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/2007/11/we-were-waiting-for-pizza.html' title=''/><author><name>causeforchange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290694428388750699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/DSC010211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4358509788583916555.post-2844506460668405627</id><published>2007-11-18T21:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T21:25:15.947-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have done participated in much consumery of late! But really, I've invested in some quality things such as blush!! I really like blush a lot. It goes way back after eighth grade when I found that aZn was not such a good look for me. Or rather, I could not find a solid word that fit me (BbYbUmBlYbOoOpOoPoO is not that cute contrary to your very popular beliefs!). Anyways, I have never bought a nice blush. So I did!!! I tried or several different blushes, but since I knew that I wanted to go with a more grown up color instead of a bright sparkley pink (also because I have this great one already that I bought because Kate Moss was selling it, in the advert not to my face [WOMP WOMP]). Anyways, I like it a lot. Yes. WOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am getting my camera soon. Substantial Posting!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4358509788583916555-2844506460668405627?l=meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/2844506460668405627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4358509788583916555&amp;postID=2844506460668405627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/2844506460668405627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/2844506460668405627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-have-done-participated-in-much.html' title=''/><author><name>causeforchange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290694428388750699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/DSC010211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4358509788583916555.post-2525058297947422041</id><published>2007-11-18T16:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T16:40:52.586-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Last weekend was also my birthday. I forgot to write about that! I am nineteen! That is all. But here are pictures of the cakes that I ate!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/cake1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/cake2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jake made the first one and Miss Amanda Terry made the second one! Okay, I have to run to APSA board meeting now!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/sandwich.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I am eating right now. It is a turkey and cheese sandwich and I am drinking crappy tea that is still satisfying because it tastes like warm watered down juice!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4358509788583916555-2525058297947422041?l=meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/2525058297947422041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4358509788583916555&amp;postID=2525058297947422041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/2525058297947422041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/2525058297947422041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/2007/11/last-weekend-was-also-my-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>causeforchange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290694428388750699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/DSC010211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4358509788583916555.post-2214636672873905990</id><published>2007-11-12T23:45:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T23:46:36.114-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Students Of Color Conference was pretty tight. Like Kevin Kwong said though, it wasn't as empowering as we hoped, but it challenged our consciousness and that cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have an interview of the Helen Zia fellowship. RAD!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is good. I'm so tired. I am healing all the time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4358509788583916555-2214636672873905990?l=meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/2214636672873905990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4358509788583916555&amp;postID=2214636672873905990' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/2214636672873905990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/2214636672873905990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/2007/11/students-of-color-conference-was-pretty.html' title=''/><author><name>causeforchange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290694428388750699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/DSC010211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4358509788583916555.post-1952454637591337894</id><published>2007-11-06T18:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T18:45:05.362-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Really crappy day. &lt;br /&gt;Feeling better playing with (Fluff) friends on facebook.&lt;br /&gt;Thank's Peter Hall.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4358509788583916555-1952454637591337894?l=meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/1952454637591337894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4358509788583916555&amp;postID=1952454637591337894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/1952454637591337894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/1952454637591337894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/2007/11/really-crappy-day.html' title=''/><author><name>causeforchange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290694428388750699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/DSC010211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4358509788583916555.post-3444158029835028688</id><published>2007-11-01T00:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T00:27:49.744-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/la.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;This is my city. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Onto some WOMP WOMP news. I need to send my camera back because the flash doesn't work anymore and I still have a one year warranty good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4358509788583916555-3444158029835028688?l=meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/3444158029835028688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4358509788583916555&amp;postID=3444158029835028688' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/3444158029835028688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/3444158029835028688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/2007/11/this-is-my-city.html' title=''/><author><name>causeforchange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290694428388750699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/DSC010211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4358509788583916555.post-1490368961106800747</id><published>2007-10-26T00:19:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T00:20:42.458-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>http://www.viceland.com/int/v14n9/htdocs/ctrl.php?country=uk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insane. Crazy. How does Vice do pieces like this? How? What? Crazy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4358509788583916555-1490368961106800747?l=meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/1490368961106800747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4358509788583916555&amp;postID=1490368961106800747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/1490368961106800747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/1490368961106800747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/2007/10/httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>causeforchange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290694428388750699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/DSC010211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4358509788583916555.post-7446393597636213153</id><published>2007-10-24T22:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T22:32:23.889-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So right now I am reading this research article on the influences of Seventeen magazine and YM on adolescent girls. It makes me really pissed. I will admit that I fall guilty of reading these glossy overpriced advice columns. I guess I'm noticing for the first time that all these girls study these and really believe them! It's one of those things you never notice until it's snapped to attention. HO SHIT THOUGH!! It makes me so so mad! YUCK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bitch Blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4358509788583916555-7446393597636213153?l=meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/7446393597636213153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4358509788583916555&amp;postID=7446393597636213153' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/7446393597636213153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/7446393597636213153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/2007/10/so-right-now-i-am-reading-this-research.html' title=''/><author><name>causeforchange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290694428388750699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/DSC010211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4358509788583916555.post-5055059156397787684</id><published>2007-10-23T23:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T23:20:09.128-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So in Asian American Studies today, we learned about the edict in San Francisco that prompted the Gentleman's Agreement for Japanese immigrants in the US. Basically, in San Francisco, something was issued that said orientals (meaning Chinese and Japanese) could not attend the same schools as white kids. I'm reading all over Asian blogs ( www.apiablogs.net &amp; www.angryasianman.com ) that Trader Joes has decided that  they will not provide any food products from China anymore. Really? I mean, really? I can't shop at Abocrombie (did I even spell that right, that's now little I care), I'm wary about H&amp;M (I need tank tops! I need equality!), but now Trader Joes??? I love Trader Joes. But yeah. This reminds me of something that happens on a small scale, but basically turns everything around. Think about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life has been out of order. I forget tiny things. I left my freaking ipod in the Cross!!! I asked Daryl to grab something from my room, but ended up not needing him to go, and forgot to ask for my keys back. I went to see Skeve and left my wallet on my bed in my room! I left my contact case but lugged around my contact solution. They were new contacts!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fires are crazy. I am just so thankful Dorosister is safe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/notoriental.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4358509788583916555-5055059156397787684?l=meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/5055059156397787684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4358509788583916555&amp;postID=5055059156397787684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/5055059156397787684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/5055059156397787684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/2007/10/so-in-asian-american-studies-today-we.html' title=''/><author><name>causeforchange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290694428388750699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/DSC010211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4358509788583916555.post-1875635836881709063</id><published>2007-10-19T01:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T01:22:43.419-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm really excited. Not going to lie! This year is shaping out to be so amazing. I have goals for this year! I feel really alive right now. I haven't posted in a while. but here it is. I am counting down 24 hours and it's something like 18 hours!! I don't know. I'm tired and I'm going to read Chaka until I pass out. Jesse Cheng for At-Large Rep!!! I leave you with this. If he can love puppies, so can you!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/ndahrl.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.cuteoverload.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go There NOW!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4358509788583916555-1875635836881709063?l=meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/1875635836881709063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4358509788583916555&amp;postID=1875635836881709063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/1875635836881709063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/1875635836881709063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/2007/10/im-really-excited.html' title=''/><author><name>causeforchange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290694428388750699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/DSC010211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4358509788583916555.post-3980345492606121252</id><published>2007-10-13T07:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T07:40:36.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/Grace.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/Jesse.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what it looks like to walk back to your bike at 2AM in the rain and know that you have to be up by 8AM at the flagpoles for another retreat. This is what it looks like to have an extension of yourself. This is what tired looks like after hitting up four things and realizing that the last one was the best. This is what the best looks like.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4358509788583916555-3980345492606121252?l=meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/3980345492606121252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4358509788583916555&amp;postID=3980345492606121252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/3980345492606121252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/3980345492606121252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/2007/10/this-is-what-it-looks-like-to-walk-back.html' title=''/><author><name>causeforchange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290694428388750699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/DSC010211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4358509788583916555.post-2464198001022609625</id><published>2007-10-11T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T00:06:46.907-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/total.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Finishing the Game&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was amazing. It turned out so well, got APSA out there again, but most importantly. The Asian Pacific Student Association is now known for specific reasons. Roger Fan answered the last question so well. I forget the question (propz to Kevin Kwong), but the answer was so empowering. It was something like Asian Americans need to unify, because that is the only way we can win battles and make change. We give things up, let ourselves be fucked with, in exchange for success and monetary gain. But these people don't want to remember how we've been denied everything. That the reason Asian men are called asexual is because they were denied families. That we are always overlooked because they assume with will just buy in with the white mass market. The sad thing is that we do. But the way that his message was heard by over 90 students who really listened was amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/breezepoon.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/crowd.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/board.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right there. I met this really cool guy who is a vendor at the vendor fair. I'm going to bring my camera with me more. Woot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4358509788583916555-2464198001022609625?l=meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/2464198001022609625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4358509788583916555&amp;postID=2464198001022609625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/2464198001022609625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/2464198001022609625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/2007/10/finishing-game-this-was-amazing.html' title=''/><author><name>causeforchange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290694428388750699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/DSC010211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4358509788583916555.post-475413156255913152</id><published>2007-10-09T00:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T00:20:59.672-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/blanketz.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past weekend I went home in what felt like a century. After three weeks of being away, I needed to get away from all this. I want to go home again. These are the blankets that I sleep with at home. The green blanket was the dad's blanket for the two years he was in the Taiwanese Army. The pink blanket is a cover over this beautiful green pattern that I've slept with for as long as I can remember. My mom made this blanket when I was small, and it's been mine since then. The underside of this blanket is yellow. It's covered with this pink cloth now, but it's still the same core. That's it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4358509788583916555-475413156255913152?l=meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/475413156255913152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4358509788583916555&amp;postID=475413156255913152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/475413156255913152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/475413156255913152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/2007/10/this-past-weekend-i-went-home-in-what.html' title=''/><author><name>causeforchange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290694428388750699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/DSC010211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4358509788583916555.post-9031639200772192585</id><published>2007-10-03T23:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T23:46:41.067-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel better. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/ridazz.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/Rockettt.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ir3allyn33dsl33p: penis rocket  ------- 8=====D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Identity Protected!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4358509788583916555-9031639200772192585?l=meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/9031639200772192585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4358509788583916555&amp;postID=9031639200772192585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/9031639200772192585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/9031639200772192585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-feel-better.html' title=''/><author><name>causeforchange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290694428388750699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/DSC010211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4358509788583916555.post-1770992246666809874</id><published>2007-10-03T19:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T20:08:01.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This week has been been discouraging. I'm glad it's hump-day so I know that things will get better. Don't get me wrong, I'm trying to stay positive, but I have learned from today alone that being a student who believes in any sort of cause makes you automatically marginalized. I feel like I've been pouring myself into APSA, and while it has made me love people like no other, it's also been really hard to gain support from everyone else (the man). I hate drama. I don't have any desire to climb a hierarchy of bullshit. I don't want to over throw the student government. I don't want to be the center of attention. And I do &lt;i&gt;not&lt;/i&gt; want to jeopardize who I know I am just because of stupid stuff that happens. After being chewed out I walked out the door and starting crying and calling Jesse Cheng who is like gangrene on my leg that I keep wanting to chop off but it will hurt too much and ended up missing the first meeting I set up because I was so upset. I am not that strong of a person. Here it is. I am trying my hardest to be a good friend / organizer / student / partner / sister / leader I can be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night Al did this really great activity where there was a list of over forty values and we had to pick ten narrow it down to five, then four - three - two - one.:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Community&lt;br /&gt;Effectiveness&lt;br /&gt;Involvement&lt;br /&gt;Responsibility and Accountability&lt;br /&gt;Order&lt;br /&gt;Meaningful Work&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ethical Practice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Friendships&lt;br /&gt;Having a Family&lt;br /&gt;Inner Harmony&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm putting this here to remind myself of what I value most. This is the way I lead.  What better way to get to know me, right. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But on a very positive note, aside from WOW MOM awkwardness, I am so proud of Hip Hop Congress. I went to the meeting and Taha and Geo are amazing. I am so excited for this year, still. It will be majestic! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are three things that make me happy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/fridge.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How fully stocked our fridge is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/redd.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dorosister in the woods with her new red glasses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/three.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4358509788583916555-1770992246666809874?l=meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/1770992246666809874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4358509788583916555&amp;postID=1770992246666809874' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/1770992246666809874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/1770992246666809874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/2007/10/this-week-has-been-been-discouraging.html' title=''/><author><name>causeforchange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290694428388750699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/DSC010211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4358509788583916555.post-4841293908580144557</id><published>2007-09-28T01:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T01:34:25.444-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/wear.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This girl named Maeghan Magante gave me this pin tonight at the APSA meeting. I met her last year in my Asian American Studies 60C discussion. She wrote really big and crazy with black black ink and had more answers than me. (Which is a lot I think!) She also got me erasers. She picked up the pin and the erasers from the Philippines this past summer. She is all about her roots and taking back her culture. I like her because she is all about being a Filipina who is brown and down. She wants to be involved in APSA and I am so so excited. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a really exhausting week but I'm glad we went through it. I think board is so strong this year, and I can't wait to see how it goes from here. Al is the best at holding gatherings. Melanie Lee, Eric Chow, Kevo and I ended up sitting on Al's steps and talking about everything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that has been my day. I really need to pass out now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4358509788583916555-4841293908580144557?l=meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/4841293908580144557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4358509788583916555&amp;postID=4841293908580144557' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/4841293908580144557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/4841293908580144557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/2007/09/this-girl-named-maeghan-magante-gave-me.html' title=''/><author><name>causeforchange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290694428388750699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/DSC010211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4358509788583916555.post-9140215416161337426</id><published>2007-09-26T21:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T21:58:33.828-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/apsatable.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my life. Isn't our booth so cute! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/hyphy.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/grin.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This makes me happy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/bike.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I moved in this bike had two wheels. Yesterday it had one. And now it has none. WOMP WOMP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Shout out to my bilf foc'r.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4358509788583916555-9140215416161337426?l=meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/9140215416161337426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4358509788583916555&amp;postID=9140215416161337426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/9140215416161337426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/9140215416161337426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/2007/09/this-is-my-life.html' title=''/><author><name>causeforchange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290694428388750699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/DSC010211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4358509788583916555.post-6425293857293054705</id><published>2007-09-25T00:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T00:56:19.018-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Welcome Week has just begun. I guess I will write about all the adorable freshm@n. Man.  That was me last year. I am so tired. There were just so many cute cute kids!! I'm excited. Anthony Ngo was right, our publicity this year is so sick. I'm excited. There are some issues that need to be smoothed over, and that shit had me stressed out, but I think tomorrow will just go better. There was this one intense kid. I think her name was Norma? She was so cute and she kept asking me what APSA is and does and I know I love her already. I need to adjust my TV and sleep soon. I'm just so excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I went and caught up with my dorm friends/ heart to heart buddies. I was so tired though. We had some jello, candy corn, and wine and sat around catching up. I love them so much. I'm tired now. Soo tired. I just spent thirty minutes deciphering the sign up sheet so we could be prompt with that. I just really want to do a lot this year. I want APAAC to be huge again. I want a massive mobilization of progressive UCI kids!! Alright. This is babble. But that is who I am right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4358509788583916555-6425293857293054705?l=meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/6425293857293054705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4358509788583916555&amp;postID=6425293857293054705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/6425293857293054705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/6425293857293054705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/2007/09/welcome-week-has-just-begun.html' title=''/><author><name>causeforchange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290694428388750699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/DSC010211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4358509788583916555.post-8281268489253502633</id><published>2007-09-23T20:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T21:02:18.104-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/light.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Cristobal Enrique Jimenezjimenezjimenez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He lived in my dorm last year. I met him through the game of Assassins. I had to find him and kill him so I stalked him down on facebook and was the first person to kill anyone. He calls me Auntie Peaches and Garce Yonug and I call him Cristobal even though his real name is Christopher Henry Jimenez. He cooks for me and is very strong. He dresses nicely and helps out with APSA. I adore him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/hug.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love APSA. I spend all my time with Jesse and Al and more time with Geo. I will make that post, but I've just been crazy with things to do. I have to run out soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4358509788583916555-8281268489253502633?l=meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/8281268489253502633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4358509788583916555&amp;postID=8281268489253502633' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/8281268489253502633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/8281268489253502633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/2007/09/this-is-cristobal-enrique.html' title=''/><author><name>causeforchange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290694428388750699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/DSC010211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4358509788583916555.post-5707547418631212778</id><published>2007-09-21T11:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T12:05:19.989-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mango Pickle Down River'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Jb2Q08k3V20"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Jb2Q08k3V20" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Hh3eHxtIGxw"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Hh3eHxtIGxw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday on the plane I was shoved between a busy business man who scarfed don't his honey roast peanuts and someone who looked like a full grown Chris Ryan. Square tall white and in a green and white striped polo shirt. I read American Gods and he read the Harvard Business Review. I listened to Curtis and he kept messing with the air vent fan. We talked about glass ceilings for women in the workplace, and his sister who just had her first baby in Texas. He is a business man and one of his buddies likes the show Laguna Beach. He wants to have kids eventually, even though I told him that kids are not sustainable. He was very nice. I hope he can find someone to marry him and complete his perfect OC story. I think he recycles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/rom.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what my room looks like. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/dinna.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was my first meal in college that I ate in my apartment. It is leftover Vietnamese food. But it counts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/babyphatt.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are my new grown up glasses that I do not even wear. I put them on this morning but today I think I will try to get dressed and look normal because this slum lord thing is not working so good all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/cold.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me from last summer around the same time when I first for my glasses. I look the same. But my hair is three tiny bits different.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4358509788583916555-5707547418631212778?l=meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/5707547418631212778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4358509788583916555&amp;postID=5707547418631212778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/5707547418631212778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/5707547418631212778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/2007/09/yesterday-on-plane-i-was-shoved-between.html' title=''/><author><name>causeforchange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290694428388750699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/DSC010211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4358509788583916555.post-6203837734835009063</id><published>2007-09-20T16:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T16:20:58.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am at the Regents meeting. It is crazy. I am disappointed in the Regents, but then again, when is there another sentiment? Oh well. I love APSA. It is comfort food in a very hungry world, which is fitting since I did not get a fancy lunch. I got a lunch in a box. There were corn made utensils. I'll get a picture. I am waiting for the Regents and Presidential Search Committee. I am sucked in. Alright, and update in my life. Very uninteresting, but life will get better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4358509788583916555-6203837734835009063?l=meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/6203837734835009063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4358509788583916555&amp;postID=6203837734835009063' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/6203837734835009063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/6203837734835009063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-am-at-regents-meeting.html' title=''/><author><name>causeforchange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290694428388750699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/DSC010211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4358509788583916555.post-133960509698070847</id><published>2007-09-17T20:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T21:01:05.041-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've been obsessed with this song for the past five million years. It literally took me three listens so get everything. &lt;a href="http://www.sendspace.com/file/rxlkms"&gt;Right There&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;Beautiful girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my sisters in the house tonight &lt;br /&gt;If you're feeling my alright&lt;br /&gt;But one in particular yo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My listener my lover my sister my god&lt;br /&gt;I love the way you fit in the clench of my palm&lt;br /&gt;And it's hard when phone calls is all that I have&lt;br /&gt;But I don't sweat it too much I keep you where ever I'm at.&lt;br /&gt;My punk rock stilettos fishnets and a skirt&lt;br /&gt;Just as fly as in chuck taylors denim jeans and a shirt&lt;br /&gt;Every argument is a chance to build up on this here&lt;br /&gt;I apologize for how I make you feel when I swear&lt;br /&gt;I'm right there when your past creeps right back in&lt;br /&gt;I'll be your pitt bull &lt;br /&gt;Tell me who and I'll bite at them&lt;br /&gt;I just want to keep you safe and build you up when you down&lt;br /&gt;Can you reciprocate that feeling without making a sound&lt;br /&gt;You push me up to be a better man and think of my fam&lt;br /&gt;Bell hooks our communion books stay in my hand&lt;br /&gt;The patriarchy thats in-bedded in my soul no more&lt;br /&gt;I look at you and wonder what I ever did that for&lt;br /&gt;The B-word I prefer to call you by name&lt;br /&gt;Never call you a thing never bring the slightest to shame&lt;br /&gt;My boys be thinking I changed&lt;br /&gt;But I just found where it's at&lt;br /&gt;707 Valejo is where my womyn stay at&lt;br /&gt;It's miles away but she stays closer than most&lt;br /&gt;LA is where I stay but with her is my home&lt;br /&gt;I'm home for you mesto with the music I make&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I hold your brown hand and kiss your brown face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You keep it right there hold it right there baby yeah&lt;br /&gt;The world is crumbling right now but I don't care&lt;br /&gt;I'm right here with the beautifullest girl in the world&lt;br /&gt;Ahh I like it right there mmm right there&lt;br /&gt;You keep it right there hold it right there baby yeah&lt;br /&gt;The world is crumbling right now but I don't care&lt;br /&gt;I'm right here with the beautifullest girl in the world&lt;br /&gt;Ahh I like it right there mmm right there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here we are my love&lt;br /&gt;This is the pure rhythm of my heart unplugged&lt;br /&gt;So raw that it doesn't even match to a beat&lt;br /&gt;And the emotion so strong I can hardly speak&lt;br /&gt;Have I ever told you how I et distracted by your beauty&lt;br /&gt;And giddy I get when I think of you and me&lt;br /&gt;Our unity is more than just husband and wife&lt;br /&gt;It's way more than just saying your the love of my life&lt;br /&gt;Words could never do justice to our song&lt;br /&gt;What we have is whats left when the music is gone&lt;br /&gt;The eternal promise that we seal with a kiss&lt;br /&gt;That we have permanently tattooed on our wrists&lt;br /&gt;And with this we resist all this sexist conditioning&lt;br /&gt;And model our love with a union that is genuine&lt;br /&gt;And build our family through struggle and growth&lt;br /&gt;Through those simple little moments when you're holding me close&lt;br /&gt;Our bodies fit together perfect&lt;br /&gt;Like pieces in a puzzle&lt;br /&gt;Cause revolution is bigger than a single couple&lt;br /&gt;Cause we make up a whole community of energy&lt;br /&gt;And it all starts here with you here next to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You keep it right there hold it right there baby yeah&lt;br /&gt;The world is crumbling right now but I don't care&lt;br /&gt;I'm right here with the beautifullest girl in the world&lt;br /&gt;Ahh I like it right there mmm right there&lt;br /&gt;You keep it right there hold it right there baby yeah&lt;br /&gt;The world is crumbling right now but I don't care&lt;br /&gt;I'm right here with the beautifullest girl in the world&lt;br /&gt;Ahh I like it right there mmm right there&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4358509788583916555-133960509698070847?l=meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/133960509698070847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4358509788583916555&amp;postID=133960509698070847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/133960509698070847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/133960509698070847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/2007/09/ive-been-obsessed-with-this-song-for.html' title=''/><author><name>causeforchange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290694428388750699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/DSC010211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4358509788583916555.post-6397895822932954392</id><published>2007-09-16T13:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T14:05:45.091-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is Steven Ma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/hat.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have chosen decidedly attractive photos of him because he is a very svelte man. I met him last year because he was everywhere. The first time I talked to him I was selling chicken fried rice (Check It Out!) for APSA and he came and gave me a lot of shit. He tried to buy the entire pan in exchange for his wallet. I am looking at it right now. One time I went to eat at In-n-Out with my now ex-boyfriend. I was so full that I made him sit on the sidewalk with me so I could take a nap. Guess who came on his bicycle! Steven MA! Steven Ma asked how he (I don't think he wants his name here! FOCUS ON SKEVE!) could deal with such a crazy girlfriend. I DON'T KNOW STEVVVEEE. How do you deal! He is creepy. But he's pretty good looking so I keep him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/brashteef.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what we look like when we brush our teeth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next Post: APSA BOARD!!!! I promise it'll be sweeeet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4358509788583916555-6397895822932954392?l=meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/6397895822932954392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4358509788583916555&amp;postID=6397895822932954392' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/6397895822932954392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/6397895822932954392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/2007/09/this-is-steven-ma.html' title=''/><author><name>causeforchange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290694428388750699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/DSC010211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4358509788583916555.post-2444827284251534554</id><published>2007-09-12T22:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T22:23:41.209-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sLGLum5SyKQ"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sLGLum5SyKQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought you'd like to know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4358509788583916555-2444827284251534554?l=meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/2444827284251534554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4358509788583916555&amp;postID=2444827284251534554' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/2444827284251534554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/2444827284251534554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/2007/09/thought-youd-like-to-know.html' title=''/><author><name>causeforchange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290694428388750699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/DSC010211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4358509788583916555.post-5311066020467895964</id><published>2007-09-12T21:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T22:14:44.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2sL11UoMasQ"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2sL11UoMasQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I KNOW.. So on a more &lt;b&gt;positive&lt;/b&gt; note:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there is anything to know about Grace Young (since Al so lovingly pointed out that this is a blog about me and getting to know me [and people in my life blah blah]), it is that my favorite to buy anything (almost) is used. My favorite things today, apparently, are parentheses. Do they count as one? A pair? Anyways. I love to buy things used. Give me an entire day to sift through the treasures at the Salvation Army. I can spend hours at Goodwill. I love to dig through what people don't want. Most of the times, there is something that I want. I think the world to too wasteful. No one can really argue with that. But I always inevitably feel this overwhelming sense of guilt when I buy something new. I get the same feeling in my guy when I think that animals &lt;strike&gt;die&lt;/strike&gt; sacrifice themselves for the cause of bacon. But the difference is, there is more to wear than there is to eat. Maybe that is because clothing, unlike food, does not turn to crap when you are done with it. It can be recycled. Plus, it makes me feel thrifty. These are some cool things, and cool pictures of me, that I got for cheap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scarf - One Dollar&lt;br /&gt;I found a scarf just like this a few weeks after sold at H&amp;M. But mine.. is old. It had new tags! It didn't even smell!&lt;br /&gt;Jackets - Three Dollars&lt;br /&gt;Plus, this photo lets you know what I look like completely amused if you don't know me and you want to meet Grace Young. In that case, right-oh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/dress.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate this dress. It was something like, three things for five bucks at the yard sale at the house across the street from Steven's new place. I hate this dress. It fits just fine. But I hate this dress. It's so amazing it makes me feel like I can live forever. As long as I duck the hate bullets from people with taste and continue to live in refuge as a hipster because this is the hipster death dress. It might be my birthday dress!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/chooz.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coolest find? Maybe. These shoes were one dollar instead of four because the boy at Goodwill loves how I just make him laugh and laugh and laugh. Hardy har har at the hilaritay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4358509788583916555-5311066020467895964?l=meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/5311066020467895964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4358509788583916555&amp;postID=5311066020467895964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/5311066020467895964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/5311066020467895964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-know.html' title=''/><author><name>causeforchange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290694428388750699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/DSC010211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4358509788583916555.post-5593294678206812661</id><published>2007-09-11T23:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T23:33:46.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/DSC00747.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dorothy Young&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;I thought that I would start this off with a familiar face. Dorosister is my sister and a key staple in my life. I met her when she whispered that she loved me inches from my booty when my address was still 1234 Mothers Womb. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will write about people I love in here too, because you cannot meet people everyday. Dorosister is a lot of important things that make my Dad more proud of her than me. It is all okay though, because I am really trying to be like Michelle Williams and not hate on Beyonce just because she is fabulous because I am special in my own special way and eventually I will grow up and sing The Greatest Love of All on the Oprah Winfrey Show because that happens to be a dream of mine alright. She (Dorothy Young not Michelle Williams, Kelly Rowland or BEYONKERZ. Or Oprah.) is funny and loud and aggressive and smart and a fine Irish Jigdancer, if I could say so myself. I love and hate her at times, which ultimately means I love her forever and ever ever because I have found that the only people I would die for are those who I can simultaneously love and hate at the same time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/DSC00744.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4358509788583916555-5593294678206812661?l=meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/5593294678206812661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4358509788583916555&amp;postID=5593294678206812661' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/5593294678206812661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/5593294678206812661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/2007/09/dorothy-young-i-thought-that-i-would.html' title=''/><author><name>causeforchange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290694428388750699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/DSC010211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4358509788583916555.post-7294512777073409072</id><published>2007-09-11T22:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T23:13:44.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One</title><content type='html'>Since the year will be starting soon, and I am &lt;i&gt;such&lt;/i&gt; an important person, I thought that I would make a blog about my life. I guess I meet a lot of strange personalities just walking around, because I believe (probably in a far too naive way) that everyone has each others best intentions in mind, and that everyone could use a new friend. This summer alone, I've met incredible people on the bus, waiting around, in lines, and in yarn shops. This blog will be about my life and the people I meet. Introduction post finished!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4358509788583916555-7294512777073409072?l=meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/7294512777073409072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4358509788583916555&amp;postID=7294512777073409072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/7294512777073409072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4358509788583916555/posts/default/7294512777073409072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetgraceyoung.blogspot.com/2007/09/one.html' title='One'/><author><name>causeforchange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290694428388750699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff270/causeforchange/DSC010211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
