<?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-11255426</id><updated>2011-12-14T12:01:33.065+08:00</updated><category term='reflection'/><category term='thoughts to share'/><title type='text'>life is all about the moments that take your breath away</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>kutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732750028581321619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6196/905/1600/meow.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>95</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11255426.post-7704212945323336463</id><published>2008-10-15T18:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T18:45:44.390+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts to share'/><title type='text'>In His time.</title><summary type='text'>This is, by far, the fastest year I've had in twenty-five years. Not to mention that it has been the greatest year to date...The Bible has proven itself, yet again, to be right about everything it speaks of. For years, I have done a lot of questioning about my life and its purpose. I always tried to convince myself that everything happens for a reason everytime an opportunity slips off my hands. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/feeds/7704212945323336463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11255426&amp;postID=7704212945323336463&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/7704212945323336463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/7704212945323336463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/2008_10_01_archive.html#7704212945323336463' title='In His time.'/><author><name>kutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732750028581321619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6196/905/1600/meow.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X_HCevvsrEo/SPXISgIzsDI/AAAAAAAAABk/lnltsAmUPuw/s72-c/DSC03707.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11255426.post-4828370238484925859</id><published>2007-04-28T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T22:08:01.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'>On Regrets</title><summary type='text'>Sometimes, you do things that you regret the very next day you wake up.  And I don't know, but no matter how hard you try to prepare yourself beforehand, you 'defenselessly' end up doing it.  After which, the only reason you can give in order to convice yourself why you did such a horrible thing was that God worked had worked again in one of His 'mysteriously' ways to teach you a lesson.  Did He?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/feeds/4828370238484925859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11255426&amp;postID=4828370238484925859&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/4828370238484925859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/4828370238484925859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#4828370238484925859' title='On Regrets'/><author><name>kutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732750028581321619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6196/905/1600/meow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11255426.post-8567542535391822562</id><published>2007-04-12T12:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T12:44:03.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes, you don't know what you're talking about.</title><summary type='text'>A love letter was written on March 19, 2003 by a good friend of mine to her boyfriend.March 19, 200311:54 PM a man was featured in ripley's. he left his job and went to mexico to live a simpler life. he collected water bottles in exchange for cash. with that, he had this crazy idea and made his own floating island with the use of mineral water bottles as floaters and bamboo as a base for his </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/feeds/8567542535391822562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11255426&amp;postID=8567542535391822562&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/8567542535391822562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/8567542535391822562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#8567542535391822562' title='Sometimes, you don&apos;t know what you&apos;re talking about.'/><author><name>kutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732750028581321619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6196/905/1600/meow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11255426.post-4382972011106653667</id><published>2007-02-14T01:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T01:38:43.145+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mahirap Umibig sa Isang Panget</title><summary type='text'>Minsan, sa ating buhay, dadating ang panahon kung kailan mag-iiba ang ihip ng hangin. Parang mayroong masamang umaalingasaw na sasabay sa hangin at guguluhin ang pag-iisip mo. Iibig ka sa isang pangit. Tanggapin mo na lang.Noon, malakas ang paniniwala kong lolokohin ka lang ng gwapo. Humanap ka daw ng pangit at ibigin mong tunay. Lumipas ang ilang taon sa aking buhay at naloko ako ng gwapo. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/feeds/4382972011106653667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11255426&amp;postID=4382972011106653667&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/4382972011106653667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/4382972011106653667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#4382972011106653667' title='Mahirap Umibig sa Isang Panget'/><author><name>kutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732750028581321619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6196/905/1600/meow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11255426.post-2291524671140217455</id><published>2007-02-04T17:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:03:50.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Incredible India!</title><summary type='text'> Here's the scene: Boss comes in the office, you are explaining the parallel run checklist to a colleague. Boss passes by, stops and turns at you and say, "Kristine, have you booked a flight for India yet?" The next thing I know, I was sitting on the aisle plane seat on my way to Bangalore. I was trying to condition myself on what to expect there, hearing from the stories my colleagues (who were </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/feeds/2291524671140217455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11255426&amp;postID=2291524671140217455&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/2291524671140217455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/2291524671140217455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#2291524671140217455' title='Incredible India!'/><author><name>kutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732750028581321619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6196/905/1600/meow.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X_HCevvsrEo/ReB5SzUspoI/AAAAAAAAAAM/aw66XaVEuB0/s72-c/20012007129.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11255426.post-1110338698358166479</id><published>2007-02-04T15:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T17:26:37.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>On Happiness</title><summary type='text'>At least once in our lives, time will come when we are pushed to think that we are in a state of happiness where in fact we are not.  We come up with a whole line up of pathetic reasons just to convince ourselves that we are.  And that feeling of happiness, though extremely fake, feels so irritatingly good that you would never trade for any moment in the world.  This leads us to believe that it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/feeds/1110338698358166479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11255426&amp;postID=1110338698358166479&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/1110338698358166479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/1110338698358166479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#1110338698358166479' title='On Happiness'/><author><name>kutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732750028581321619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6196/905/1600/meow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11255426.post-116355713638493633</id><published>2006-11-15T10:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T21:33:16.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Living the Audit-Free Life</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/feeds/116355713638493633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11255426&amp;postID=116355713638493633&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/116355713638493633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/116355713638493633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116355713638493633' title='Living the Audit-Free Life'/><author><name>kutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732750028581321619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6196/905/1600/meow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11255426.post-116099693203368448</id><published>2006-10-16T19:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T19:08:52.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving Forward</title><summary type='text'>Meet my new colleagues</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/feeds/116099693203368448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11255426&amp;postID=116099693203368448&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/116099693203368448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/116099693203368448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116099693203368448' title='Moving Forward'/><author><name>kutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732750028581321619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6196/905/1600/meow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11255426.post-115418968918561220</id><published>2006-07-30T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T16:56:16.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories of Cebu</title><summary type='text'>It's good to be back. But there's no denying that Cebu will always be a part of my life. I love Cebu. If given the chance, I would live there. But for now, the place would just remain to be a bagfull of memories. Good memories.We were working late at the office then suddenly we were hungry. We went outside at around 2 AM, looking for a mami house. Then the cab took us to this Pares house near the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/feeds/115418968918561220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11255426&amp;postID=115418968918561220&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/115418968918561220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/115418968918561220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115418968918561220' title='Memories of Cebu'/><author><name>kutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732750028581321619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6196/905/1600/meow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11255426.post-115392907176742208</id><published>2006-07-26T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T01:34:05.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Been Six Weeks</title><summary type='text'>I'm still in Cebu.  Friends and family have been calling me, asking (some even ordering) me to come back home.  Awww...I miss you all too!Cebu's getting to my nerves already and I am dying to go home.  But then, news from the office reached me this afternoon that as soon as I get back, there's this great chance that I'll be forecasted out-of-town again.  The good news is it'll be just in Lipa, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/feeds/115392907176742208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11255426&amp;postID=115392907176742208&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/115392907176742208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/115392907176742208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115392907176742208' title='It&apos;s Been Six Weeks'/><author><name>kutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732750028581321619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6196/905/1600/meow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11255426.post-115227565362715177</id><published>2006-07-07T20:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T20:34:13.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A year ago, I wrote something in friendster that I have eventually forgotten.  This guy was randomly browsing and bumped on my page and asked me if he could copy what I wrote.  This week, he sent me a message just to tell me that he still kept in his friendster profile what I wrote.  I totally forgot about it.  So let me quote me on what he quoted on me."'There is a fine line between coincidence </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/feeds/115227565362715177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11255426&amp;postID=115227565362715177&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/115227565362715177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/115227565362715177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115227565362715177' title=''/><author><name>kutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732750028581321619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6196/905/1600/meow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11255426.post-115086365355586303</id><published>2006-06-21T12:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T12:20:53.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm in Cebu</title><summary type='text'>And I don't miss Manila at all.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/feeds/115086365355586303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11255426&amp;postID=115086365355586303&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/115086365355586303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/115086365355586303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115086365355586303' title='I&apos;m in Cebu'/><author><name>kutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732750028581321619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6196/905/1600/meow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11255426.post-115044130503262324</id><published>2006-06-16T14:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T15:35:59.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another One of Those Ka-Cheapan Adventures</title><summary type='text'>Once again, my P&amp;A friends and I had a little despedida inuman before we head off to our respective designations. Wherelse could you find a 27 peso beer and street food in the middle of the night, but Barako.  How to Eat an IsawMETHOD IThe Normal WaySTEP 1: Kunin ang isaw gamit ang iyong kamay.STEP 2: Isawsaw ang isaw sa suka.STEP 3: Buksan ang bibig, ipasok ang isaw at kagatin.STEP 4: Siyempre, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/feeds/115044130503262324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11255426&amp;postID=115044130503262324&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/115044130503262324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/115044130503262324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115044130503262324' title='Another One of Those Ka-Cheapan Adventures'/><author><name>kutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732750028581321619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6196/905/1600/meow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11255426.post-114995688907628678</id><published>2006-06-11T00:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T00:28:14.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Randomnesshities</title><summary type='text'>June 9, 2006Friday, 2:09 p.m.  By the time I was writing this, I am currently typing in front of my laptop on a round table surrounded with three other men in front of their laptops as well.  The only difference is that they’re busy and I am not.  There’s so much to do, but there’s nothing I can do about it because everything I need is pending with our client.  So here I am writing another post, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/feeds/114995688907628678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11255426&amp;postID=114995688907628678&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/114995688907628678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/114995688907628678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#114995688907628678' title='Randomnesshities'/><author><name>kutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732750028581321619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6196/905/1600/meow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11255426.post-114964079419342264</id><published>2006-06-07T08:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T08:39:54.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>College Days</title><summary type='text'>Pictures months ago when we visited DLSU. It's good to be back. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/feeds/114964079419342264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11255426&amp;postID=114964079419342264&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/114964079419342264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/114964079419342264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#114964079419342264' title='College Days'/><author><name>kutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732750028581321619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6196/905/1600/meow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11255426.post-114963842987164624</id><published>2006-06-07T07:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T08:00:29.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Birth of the Boredom Lovechild</title><summary type='text'>More than half of my college life was spent on commitments. I never really got to experience long courtships and dates with different guys because I only went out on a date with guys I liked. And so I ended up having two boyfriends (not at the same time, of course!) without ever going through the hassle of a trial and error dating.Growing up with three brothers (with I, being the youngest) helped</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/feeds/114963842987164624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11255426&amp;postID=114963842987164624&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/114963842987164624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/114963842987164624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#114963842987164624' title='The Birth of the Boredom Lovechild'/><author><name>kutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732750028581321619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6196/905/1600/meow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11255426.post-114963828806681205</id><published>2006-06-07T07:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T07:58:08.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>That's Just the Way It Is</title><summary type='text'>And so, we have to live with it.  Admit it, we never get contended.  And if ever we do find our contentment, we can never have it.  Sad, but so true.  For days and months I’ve always tried to figure my way out of misery.  It just never ends.  And for every unsuccessful attempt, I try to convince myself that it was just lack of luck rather than my fate.I am just not that lucky.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/feeds/114963828806681205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11255426&amp;postID=114963828806681205&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/114963828806681205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/114963828806681205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#114963828806681205' title='That&apos;s Just the Way It Is'/><author><name>kutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732750028581321619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6196/905/1600/meow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11255426.post-114947572967925249</id><published>2006-06-05T10:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T10:48:49.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Found my Sanctuary</title><summary type='text'>Right at St. Luke's Medical Center. (both lines applicable)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/feeds/114947572967925249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11255426&amp;postID=114947572967925249&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/114947572967925249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/114947572967925249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#114947572967925249' title='I Found my Sanctuary'/><author><name>kutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732750028581321619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6196/905/1600/meow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11255426.post-114947235255388186</id><published>2006-06-05T09:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T10:13:25.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Summer...</title><summary type='text'>...finally for us! Eagle Point, BatangasJune 2-3, 2006 (bitin!) Just landed the island. Panalo ang view! Pero puro tinik ang tsinelas ko! Area mates and area neighbors while strolling the beach. Juniors with managers and partners. AGA people who joined the event. Ahh...the joys of bringing a tripod. The boat ride back to our hotel. Another boat ride pic. That's me, taking a picture of the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/feeds/114947235255388186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11255426&amp;postID=114947235255388186&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/114947235255388186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/114947235255388186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#114947235255388186' title='It&apos;s Summer...'/><author><name>kutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732750028581321619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6196/905/1600/meow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11255426.post-114913068731739308</id><published>2006-06-01T10:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T10:58:07.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tara, Let's Reminisce!</title><summary type='text'>In order to make most of my unassigned time, I have decided to spend it digging through my old emails and was so surprised to find out that I've not deleted pictures from last. Here are some of them. Medrano Hall with my thesismates Tin C. and Pane. I miss you guys.Fe's graduation day. I made this "GO FE!!" banner for her and stopped her while she passed by our side to capture a very rare </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/feeds/114913068731739308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11255426&amp;postID=114913068731739308&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/114913068731739308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/114913068731739308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#114913068731739308' title='Tara, Let&apos;s Reminisce!'/><author><name>kutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732750028581321619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6196/905/1600/meow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11255426.post-114896613830367861</id><published>2006-05-30T12:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T13:15:38.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally, I'm Updating My Blog</title><summary type='text'>I never got to finish writing my previous post, I never got the time and now that I've got one I decided to just publish it and go on to the next post, so it may sound bitin when you read it.I haven't updated for the longest time and gawd, I missed writing so much! I took a leave of absence from work which started from May 1 and just ended last Sunday (four weeks to be exact). But since the SEC </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/feeds/114896613830367861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11255426&amp;postID=114896613830367861&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/114896613830367861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/114896613830367861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114896613830367861' title='Finally, I&apos;m Updating My Blog'/><author><name>kutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732750028581321619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6196/905/1600/meow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11255426.post-114587240655048665</id><published>2006-04-24T17:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T12:47:57.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Revenge of the Deprived.</title><summary type='text'>Finally, after days and nights of sleeplessness, brain drains and insanely thoughts, it's over now. The "Busy Season" is finally over. Not officially, though, but substantially over. Haaaayyyy...PRAISE THE LORD!!!Unimaginable. You wouldn't believe the hardwork each and every one of us have been through for every financial statement done. Those nights when we couldn't sleep, trying to figure out </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/feeds/114587240655048665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11255426&amp;postID=114587240655048665&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/114587240655048665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/114587240655048665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114587240655048665' title='The Revenge of the Deprived.'/><author><name>kutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732750028581321619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6196/905/1600/meow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11255426.post-114443951465339242</id><published>2006-04-08T01:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-08T03:51:54.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It Feels Good</title><summary type='text'>To know that you have friends that still do exist.I just find it so amusing how some of my good friends, despite the endless times I turned down an invite to go out, still managed to find a way just to see me.This week has been hectic but at the same time a little bit refreshing.  I got so soaked up with work that I haven't been going home for some days now.  Surprisingly, 3 of my friends (all </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/feeds/114443951465339242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11255426&amp;postID=114443951465339242&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/114443951465339242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/114443951465339242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114443951465339242' title='It Feels Good'/><author><name>kutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732750028581321619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6196/905/1600/meow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11255426.post-114426503446360534</id><published>2006-04-06T03:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T03:23:54.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Sharing.</title><summary type='text'>I know I shouldn't be wasting my time blogging right now, especially when I am stuck in the office at 3 a.m. trying to keep myself awake in order to finish my workpapers, but what the hell, my brain is fried and I'm confused on whether I should spend the next few hours investing on some sleep, or stay awake and try to convince myself that I am still productive.As much as I do not want to talk </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/feeds/114426503446360534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11255426&amp;postID=114426503446360534&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/114426503446360534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/114426503446360534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114426503446360534' title='Just Sharing.'/><author><name>kutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732750028581321619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6196/905/1600/meow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11255426.post-114129079305193926</id><published>2006-03-02T16:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T17:13:13.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Share in the Business World.</title><summary type='text'> Oh yes. This is where I spend most my days.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/feeds/114129079305193926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11255426&amp;postID=114129079305193926&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/114129079305193926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/114129079305193926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114129079305193926' title='My Share in the Business World.'/><author><name>kutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732750028581321619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6196/905/1600/meow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11255426.post-113941268680862902</id><published>2006-02-08T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T23:31:26.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>kainis, na reset ko yung template ko. dammm-etttttt!!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/feeds/113941268680862902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11255426&amp;postID=113941268680862902&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/113941268680862902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/113941268680862902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113941268680862902' title=''/><author><name>kutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732750028581321619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6196/905/1600/meow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11255426.post-113894343127033770</id><published>2006-02-03T13:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-03T13:10:31.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today, I saw a rainbow</title><summary type='text'>and it's so pretty.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/feeds/113894343127033770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11255426&amp;postID=113894343127033770&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/113894343127033770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/113894343127033770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113894343127033770' title='Today, I saw a rainbow'/><author><name>kutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732750028581321619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6196/905/1600/meow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11255426.post-113850456819874527</id><published>2006-01-29T10:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-29T11:16:08.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We Were Merely Freshmen</title><summary type='text'>This whole week is nothing but a lifeless journey towards an endless road.  The road is so long, that it bores me.  It is a one way ticket, and I have no choice but to move forward.  I travel all alone, that it scares me.  Where am I heading? That I do not know.  As of this date, I am totally clueless on what lies ahead. I wish I had a river so long...You might be wondering what I am talking </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/feeds/113850456819874527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11255426&amp;postID=113850456819874527&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/113850456819874527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/113850456819874527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113850456819874527' title='We Were Merely Freshmen'/><author><name>kutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732750028581321619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6196/905/1600/meow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11255426.post-113671644353125816</id><published>2006-01-08T17:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T18:34:07.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blue Moon</title><summary type='text'>The Filipino movies seem to be going up to a next different level.  I've never been so impressed with Flipflicks more than I was last night.  From the moment I saw the movie trailer, I knew that I have to watch this film, and all I needed was a movie companion. And last night, I was feeling even more than lucky to have finally found two other interested and willing friends to watch Blue Moon with</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/feeds/113671644353125816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11255426&amp;postID=113671644353125816&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/113671644353125816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/113671644353125816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113671644353125816' title='Blue Moon'/><author><name>kutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732750028581321619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6196/905/1600/meow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11255426.post-113645246222080452</id><published>2006-01-05T16:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T17:14:25.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Bored</title><summary type='text'>And I'm savoring every single minute of it.I'm so SB (Sarap Buhay) this whole week that it scares me. It scares me because there's this great possibility that I would have to pay for this for the next weeks to come. Uh oh...Anyways, let me tell you about my first inventory count...the condom warehouse count!Oh my goodness! I've never seen so many condoms in my whole life! And to think, they will </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/feeds/113645246222080452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11255426&amp;postID=113645246222080452&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/113645246222080452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/113645246222080452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113645246222080452' title='I&apos;m Bored'/><author><name>kutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732750028581321619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6196/905/1600/meow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11255426.post-113584105042986696</id><published>2005-12-29T14:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T15:38:30.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Year End Post</title><summary type='text'>This would probably be my last post for this year.2005 is one of the worst and best years I've had so far. It was pretty fast, and almost every single day was well spent.2005 was the year when I learned how to commute (jeepneys and FX) all by myself--sa Maynila!2005 was the year when I realized that Chinese food is not so bad after all and that century egg is really really good.2005 was the year </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/feeds/113584105042986696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11255426&amp;postID=113584105042986696&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/113584105042986696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/113584105042986696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113584105042986696' title='The Year End Post'/><author><name>kutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732750028581321619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6196/905/1600/meow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11255426.post-113521982332278237</id><published>2005-12-22T10:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-22T10:50:23.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AGA Christmas Party</title><summary type='text'>Tuesday night, Gweilos. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/feeds/113521982332278237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11255426&amp;postID=113521982332278237&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/113521982332278237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/113521982332278237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113521982332278237' title='AGA Christmas Party'/><author><name>kutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732750028581321619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6196/905/1600/meow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11255426.post-113521580366997661</id><published>2005-12-22T09:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-22T09:43:23.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lord Has Giveth. The Lord Has Taketh Away.</title><summary type='text'>Early this week, a good friend of my mom from way back her elementary days had passed away after going under a coma for a month.Days after, my best friend from kindergarten just gave a normal birth to a bouncing baby boy after being 2 weeks overdue and more than 24 hours of labor.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/feeds/113521580366997661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11255426&amp;postID=113521580366997661&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/113521580366997661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/113521580366997661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113521580366997661' title='The Lord Has Giveth. The Lord Has Taketh Away.'/><author><name>kutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732750028581321619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6196/905/1600/meow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11255426.post-113411760466866811</id><published>2005-12-09T16:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T16:42:07.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updated Wishlist</title><summary type='text'>Okay people. To save you all from the trouble, trying to think what gift to give me, I decided to come up with my wishlist for Christmas. And just to remind you, 2 days after that is my birthday, so I made a longer list--a little extra for you. Christmas is different from birthdays so allot a bigger budget for me because you would have to give me two. And I made this a little earlier so that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/feeds/113411760466866811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11255426&amp;postID=113411760466866811&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/113411760466866811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/113411760466866811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113411760466866811' title='Updated Wishlist'/><author><name>kutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732750028581321619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6196/905/1600/meow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11255426.post-113409321651677721</id><published>2005-12-09T09:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T09:53:36.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flash Updates</title><summary type='text'>Please support Filipino indie films and watch ANG PAGDADALAGA NI MAXIMO OLIVEROS.It's like a mirror that reflects the Filipino reality to some of the neglected issues of our country. I just watched it last Tuesday and I couldn't help but feel bad because it is a low budgeted film, so not everybody knew about it. In fairness, it won an international award and it just proves that you do not need a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/feeds/113409321651677721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11255426&amp;postID=113409321651677721&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/113409321651677721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/113409321651677721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113409321651677721' title='Flash Updates'/><author><name>kutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732750028581321619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6196/905/1600/meow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11255426.post-113369574235729181</id><published>2005-12-04T19:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T16:22:52.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Precious Moments</title><summary type='text'>A good friend of my mom sent a text message to her weeks ago, sharing a passage from Voltaire. I forgot the exact lines, but it goes something like YOU ONLY LIVE ONCE and that WHATEVER WORDS YOU WANT TO SAY, WHATEVER THINGS YOU WANT TO DO, DO IT NOW FOR YOU ONLY PASS BY THIS WORLD ONCE. A week after he said that, he had a stroke and currently still under coma. God please help him fight this </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/feeds/113369574235729181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11255426&amp;postID=113369574235729181&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/113369574235729181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/113369574235729181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113369574235729181' title='Precious Moments'/><author><name>kutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732750028581321619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6196/905/1600/meow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11255426.post-113240718296338621</id><published>2005-11-19T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T22:55:38.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Clinic, Open 24 Hours a Day</title><summary type='text'>Eversince highschool, I was always used to people, whether it be a guy or a girl, going after me seeking for help when it comes to matters of the heart from the simplest to the most complicated situations. A guy friend would pick me up to help him look for a gift to give to the girl he was courting. A girl friend would call me during the wee hours of the night, crying over her boyfriend. Some </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/feeds/113240718296338621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11255426&amp;postID=113240718296338621&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/113240718296338621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/113240718296338621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113240718296338621' title='Love Clinic, Open 24 Hours a Day'/><author><name>kutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732750028581321619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6196/905/1600/meow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11255426.post-113239219175420714</id><published>2005-11-19T17:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T17:23:11.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A couple of pictures taken from P&amp;A training sessions.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/feeds/113239219175420714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11255426&amp;postID=113239219175420714&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/113239219175420714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/113239219175420714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113239219175420714' title=''/><author><name>kutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732750028581321619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6196/905/1600/meow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11255426.post-113231055355148675</id><published>2005-11-18T18:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T00:29:29.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Night I Met My Almost, But Not Quite Soulmate</title><summary type='text'>I can't believe how time flies. I'm already working for two weeks now. Well, technically working, but currently still undergoing training. Trainee din ako.So far, everything's smooth except my bad habit of spending. I so much suck at budgeting. But aside from the expenses, I really feel that I made the right decision on my chosen career. I really really do. I guess this choice has a lot of growth</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/feeds/113231055355148675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11255426&amp;postID=113231055355148675&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/113231055355148675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/113231055355148675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113231055355148675' title='The Night I Met My Almost, But Not Quite Soulmate'/><author><name>kutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732750028581321619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6196/905/1600/meow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11255426.post-113181137105989919</id><published>2005-11-12T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-13T00:39:01.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In Shopping You Gain Wisdom</title><summary type='text'>I am always fascinated with the way chemistry works between two people. And it has always remained to be a mystery to me and to most of us why things work that way. But before we open the container for the chemistry to take its place, most of us couldn't help but to read first the label and check the whole package.I know, it sucks, but that's one of the harsh sides of reality. Admit it, most of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/feeds/113181137105989919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11255426&amp;postID=113181137105989919&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/113181137105989919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/113181137105989919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113181137105989919' title='In Shopping You Gain Wisdom'/><author><name>kutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732750028581321619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6196/905/1600/meow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11255426.post-113180071944513686</id><published>2005-11-12T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-12T21:05:19.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love this song!</title><summary type='text'>Thank you Cathy, for finally, after months and months of playing this song over and over again, I now know the title.Love Aloneby Caedmon's CallNo one would love meif they knew all the things I hideMy words fall to the floorAs tears drip through the telephone lineAnd the hands I’ve seen raised to the skyNot waving but drowning all this timeI'll try to build an ark that they needTo float to you </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/feeds/113180071944513686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11255426&amp;postID=113180071944513686&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/113180071944513686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/113180071944513686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113180071944513686' title='I love this song!'/><author><name>kutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732750028581321619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6196/905/1600/meow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11255426.post-113065425071756737</id><published>2005-11-12T14:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-22T10:54:16.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wishlist 05</title><summary type='text'>Okay people. To save you all from the trouble, trying to think what gift to give me, I decided to come up with my wishlist for Christmas. And just to remind you, 2 days after that is my birthday, so I made a longer list--a little extra for you. Christmas is different from birthdays so allot a bigger budget for me because you would have to give me two. And I made this a little earlier so that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/feeds/113065425071756737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11255426&amp;postID=113065425071756737&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/113065425071756737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/113065425071756737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113065425071756737' title='Wishlist 05'/><author><name>kutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732750028581321619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6196/905/1600/meow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11255426.post-113174543113915464</id><published>2005-11-12T03:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-12T05:43:51.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Halloweenie Weekend (late post)</title><summary type='text'>This blog has been dead for so long now. And so many many many things have been happening lately and nothing has been documented! Waahh! I just have so much stuff to share that I don't know where to start! And I can't believe I've let some of my greatest thoughts pass by without even a single attempt to at least put it on a toilet paper.I'll try to recall everything.Hope the espresso shot I took </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/feeds/113174543113915464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11255426&amp;postID=113174543113915464&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/113174543113915464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/113174543113915464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113174543113915464' title='A Halloweenie Weekend (late post)'/><author><name>kutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732750028581321619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6196/905/1600/meow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11255426.post-113062243453297771</id><published>2005-10-30T05:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T05:47:14.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just For the Record...</title><summary type='text'>Friday and Saturday was sooo much fun! Back to back birthday celebrations, met old friends and new people, and a marvelous time better than getting a bag of goodies!  I went home at 4:59 a.m. today--my earliest time, driving home alone, by far.  And I still feel so alive, alert, awake and enthusiastic because I've only been up for 12 hours.  I just hope that during my sleep, nobody calls me on my</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/feeds/113062243453297771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11255426&amp;postID=113062243453297771&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/113062243453297771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/113062243453297771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#113062243453297771' title='Just For the Record...'/><author><name>kutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732750028581321619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6196/905/1600/meow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11255426.post-113053034597409558</id><published>2005-10-29T04:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-29T04:12:25.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This is a very very rare picture of my nephew smiling perfectly at the camera. Isn't he the cutest ever? Certainly made my day.I swear, I think I kinda look like him when I was young. I just have to look for pictures to prove it.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/feeds/113053034597409558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11255426&amp;postID=113053034597409558&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/113053034597409558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/113053034597409558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#113053034597409558' title=''/><author><name>kutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732750028581321619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6196/905/1600/meow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11255426.post-113032691514077696</id><published>2005-10-26T19:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T19:49:27.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Chapter.  The Next Move.</title><summary type='text'>Are you ready for this?I finally got a job. Yes boys and girls, this unemployed woman, who did nothing but explore grill houses and eskenitas for scrumptuous yet affordable edibles to expand her tummy is now going to be a yuppie. Yes, a yuppie. Believe it or not, I'll be working for an audit firm starting this November and I just couldn't wait for it to start. Well, after six months of doing </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/feeds/113032691514077696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11255426&amp;postID=113032691514077696&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/113032691514077696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/113032691514077696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#113032691514077696' title='New Chapter.  The Next Move.'/><author><name>kutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732750028581321619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6196/905/1600/meow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11255426.post-112996837945442034</id><published>2005-10-22T15:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-22T17:35:58.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Congrats, CPA!</title><summary type='text'> Last Monday, a new breed of CPAs is finally out on the market. And allow me to take some time to congratulate all the new Certified Public Accountants of the Republic. Congratulations everyone! You've done your part, you've prepared, and so you've fought half the battle. And through God's grace, you did it! I am so proud of you! And for those who did not make it this time, please do not lose </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/feeds/112996837945442034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11255426&amp;postID=112996837945442034&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/112996837945442034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/112996837945442034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112996837945442034' title='Congrats, CPA!'/><author><name>kutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732750028581321619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6196/905/1600/meow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11255426.post-112940307602166653</id><published>2005-10-16T01:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T04:36:03.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Consecutive Cheapie-cheapie Nights</title><summary type='text'>Yahoo! NightI couldn't believe it. My friend Kim, who used to be too scared to cross the street, is finally driving! I'm so proud. And happy when I found out last Wednesday that they are picking me up to have some good time. We were on a budget, so we were planning to eat at Mang Jimmy's in U.P. We were running out of time, so we decided to have dinner at Yahoo! at Metrowalk, as recommended by </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/feeds/112940307602166653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11255426&amp;postID=112940307602166653&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/112940307602166653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/112940307602166653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112940307602166653' title='Two Consecutive Cheapie-cheapie Nights'/><author><name>kutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732750028581321619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6196/905/1600/meow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11255426.post-112913912591559965</id><published>2005-10-13T01:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T22:28:34.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Soooo Jealous!</title><summary type='text'>I just got a picture from my friend, Kim, a fellow fanatic of Hale, or should I say, a fellow Champ chaser.Though I super dooper find Hale's vocalist drop dead gorgeous and oozing with sex appeal, I am definitely not going to get caught with this kind of picture. But then, I can't help it. I'm so jealous! She followed him at Baywalk all the way from U.P. Diliman just to get this close to him. And</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/feeds/112913912591559965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11255426&amp;postID=112913912591559965&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/112913912591559965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/112913912591559965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112913912591559965' title='I&apos;m Soooo Jealous!'/><author><name>kutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732750028581321619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6196/905/1600/meow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11255426.post-112913385492725690</id><published>2005-10-12T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T01:29:53.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend at San Carlos</title><summary type='text'>After being one of the victims of the rare traffic caused by two reckless bus drivers in North Luzon Expressway (NLEX), we finally reached our weekend destination. At around 1:00 a.m. we were officially living the life of a pig, a.k.a. "buhay baboy" in San Carlos, Nueva Ecija, where such lifestyle is pretty much acceptable. Because of the heavy traffic, we've already consumed one of our five Bizu</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/feeds/112913385492725690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11255426&amp;postID=112913385492725690&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/112913385492725690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/112913385492725690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112913385492725690' title='Weekend at San Carlos'/><author><name>kutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732750028581321619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6196/905/1600/meow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11255426.post-112867935002563763</id><published>2005-10-07T17:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-07T19:03:20.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>True Friendship Exists When</title><summary type='text'>You've seen each other only after a year and then you realize that nothing has changed and act around each other like you've only been with each other yesterday.You ask your friend, "libre mo ko?" and she'd answer, "Oo, sige. Love kita eh. Hanggang P150 ka lang ha, kaya tubig na lang inumin mo." And you're both cool with it.The whole world think of her as a bitch and you still see her as the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/feeds/112867935002563763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11255426&amp;postID=112867935002563763&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/112867935002563763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/112867935002563763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112867935002563763' title='True Friendship Exists When'/><author><name>kutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732750028581321619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6196/905/1600/meow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11255426.post-112826499631950500</id><published>2005-10-02T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-07T18:59:54.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Never Stand Still. Keep Walking" -Johnny Walker</title><summary type='text'>That's why I never stopped from going out.It's Sunday again, and another weekend has come to an end.Friday night We went to Eastwood to watch a movie. Since all our other friends have already made other plans, Diane and I ended up getting stuck with each other again. A few more days together and we'll start puking on each others' faces! Hahahaha! Well, since we've committed to watch "Dubai" with </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/feeds/112826499631950500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11255426&amp;postID=112826499631950500&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/112826499631950500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/112826499631950500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112826499631950500' title='&quot;Never Stand Still. Keep Walking&quot; -Johnny Walker'/><author><name>kutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732750028581321619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6196/905/1600/meow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11255426.post-112825640434846085</id><published>2005-09-30T19:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T20:33:24.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Post For the Month: On Happiness</title><summary type='text'>This morning, I was at the garden and I saw my uncle pass by in front of the house."Hi Tito Marcing!""Hello, how are you?!""I'm fine.""Are you happy?""Yes!"I was surprised at my instant answer to the spontaneous question.  I realized that by saying yes, that means that I am happy.  After all the obstacles I came accross since 2004, I've come to the point where I have finally went up to the next </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/feeds/112825640434846085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11255426&amp;postID=112825640434846085&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/112825640434846085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/112825640434846085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112825640434846085' title='Last Post For the Month: On Happiness'/><author><name>kutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732750028581321619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6196/905/1600/meow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11255426.post-112787210625365321</id><published>2005-09-28T09:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-29T17:15:20.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching Up</title><summary type='text'>Idle time really sucks.  Being a bum can sometimes be a great source of boredom but it has become a blessing as well.  I have so much time for myself now and lately, I've been able to catch up with some of my friends.  It's nice to discover so many new things about them and how life can make you realize that it only seemed like yesterday that I was wearing my red plaid high school uniform, and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/feeds/112787210625365321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11255426&amp;postID=112787210625365321&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/112787210625365321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/112787210625365321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112787210625365321' title='Catching Up'/><author><name>kutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732750028581321619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6196/905/1600/meow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11255426.post-112772224356362509</id><published>2005-09-26T16:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T16:52:20.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fly Into the Sky, Butterfly</title><summary type='text'>This morning, I saw a black butterfly pass by and fly in front of me. Knowing what the old has to say about seeing black butterflies, I couldn't help but think about death. I was wondering (but hoping not) if there's anyone I know that passed away today. I had a siesta and woke up from the sound of a message received. It was Deth, asking for prayers and informing us that her grandmother has just </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/feeds/112772224356362509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11255426&amp;postID=112772224356362509&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/112772224356362509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/112772224356362509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112772224356362509' title='Fly Into the Sky, Butterfly'/><author><name>kutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732750028581321619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6196/905/1600/meow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11255426.post-112768541663140000</id><published>2005-09-26T05:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T06:06:13.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>False Alarm!!!</title><summary type='text'>It's five fifteen in the morning. What could possibly make your Monday morning any worse than waking up from the sound of an alarm? Not from an alarm clock, but the burglar alarm.I was asked by my brother to sleep at his house while he and his wife are still abroad to watch over the kids. Aside from the kids, I was left with two other maids to monitor as well. We were basically all female and all</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/feeds/112768541663140000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11255426&amp;postID=112768541663140000&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/112768541663140000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/112768541663140000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112768541663140000' title='False Alarm!!!'/><author><name>kutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732750028581321619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6196/905/1600/meow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11255426.post-112766239876097588</id><published>2005-09-25T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-25T23:41:40.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rektikano!</title><summary type='text'>What does rektikano mean anyway?Who cares? DLSU won over ADMU on the UAAP basketball game this afternoon. Hooray! I went to church this afternoon so I just found out at 1 p.m. that my contact has five upper A tickets waiting for me at the ticketnet! And the game starts at 1:30!!! So I called my friends who were interested to watch with me and rushed myself to the car. It turned out that Lara (who</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/feeds/112766239876097588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11255426&amp;postID=112766239876097588&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/112766239876097588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/112766239876097588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112766239876097588' title='Rektikano!'/><author><name>kutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732750028581321619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6196/905/1600/meow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11255426.post-112754119929059890</id><published>2005-09-24T13:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-24T15:32:21.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Patriotism Strikes Again</title><summary type='text'>The Philippines is not far from Vegas anymore. It has become a land where people rely mainly on one thing--chance.From the shows up to the commercials, only one question is asked: 'How would you like to win one million pesos?' This has been the juiciest bait that people would want to cling their hands on to...For people who have given up on harvesting the fruits of hard earned labor. Now, people </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/feeds/112754119929059890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11255426&amp;postID=112754119929059890&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/112754119929059890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/112754119929059890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112754119929059890' title='Patriotism Strikes Again'/><author><name>kutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732750028581321619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6196/905/1600/meow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11255426.post-112747548840435836</id><published>2005-09-23T18:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-23T20:57:39.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Hopper</title><summary type='text'>Okay, so this is how bored I am...I am actually browsing through my friends' blogs and decided to quote some of what they have to say about life. Quite interesting. Some, even hilarious."What is it about life that you can never understand where you're supposed to go nor do you know what you're supposed to do. What exactly is it about life that makes you keep on striving day after day?"- </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/feeds/112747548840435836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11255426&amp;postID=112747548840435836&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/112747548840435836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/112747548840435836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112747548840435836' title='Blog Hopper'/><author><name>kutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732750028581321619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6196/905/1600/meow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11255426.post-112738955070999005</id><published>2005-09-22T17:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-23T21:05:53.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Highlights of the Week</title><summary type='text'>Occupation: UnemployedIncome: noneBenefits: GREAT!I can't believe that I've been pre-occupied with so many stuff these days. I've been thinking on how so many things I have already done and realizing that it has only been less than two weeks since I got back !Yesterday's original plan was to just meet up with my college friend, Millan, in Podium. As usual, she made me wait again, but it's okay </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/feeds/112738955070999005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11255426&amp;postID=112738955070999005&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/112738955070999005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/112738955070999005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112738955070999005' title='Highlights of the Week'/><author><name>kutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732750028581321619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6196/905/1600/meow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11255426.post-112721567266095331</id><published>2005-09-20T18:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-23T08:18:46.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Basketball, Talong, Isaw and Divisoria. Pinoy Eh!</title><summary type='text'>Last Sunday, Lara bought us tickets to watch the DLSU - UE game. Thanks mare, for the tickets, even though it's not vs. ADMU (which I thought was), I still had a great time! And we won! Totally worth it. Congratulations and ANIMO LA SALLE!After the game, we headed to Belinni's, this Italian resto in order to satisfy this crave that has been haunting me the whole vacation. So there we were, two </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/feeds/112721567266095331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11255426&amp;postID=112721567266095331&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/112721567266095331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/112721567266095331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112721567266095331' title='Basketball, Talong, Isaw and Divisoria. Pinoy Eh!'/><author><name>kutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732750028581321619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6196/905/1600/meow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11255426.post-112695908589671291</id><published>2005-09-17T19:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-17T20:11:26.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Philippine Life So Far</title><summary type='text'>Yes I am unemployed.  At first I thought I was gonna be a bum.  But then I am living a busy life and at the same time able to go out whenever I want to. I am actually enjoying it, but I prefer to be busy most of the times.Yesterday morning, I had a brunch with an old friend that I haven't seen since high school.  It's good to finally catch up with long lost friends and be surprised with each </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/feeds/112695908589671291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11255426&amp;postID=112695908589671291&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/112695908589671291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/112695908589671291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112695908589671291' title='My Philippine Life So Far'/><author><name>kutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732750028581321619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6196/905/1600/meow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11255426.post-112679609957440455</id><published>2005-09-15T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-15T22:54:59.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>More Thoughts to Live By</title><summary type='text'>"Wherever you go, whatever event you attend, you always show up immaculately turned out in seemingly efortless style."- Celine Lopez"There's nothing worse than a missed opportunity."- Young Lex Luthor in Smallville"Whatever you ask for in prayer believe that you have receieved it and it will be yours."-  Mark 11:24"The world is not doing you any favors."- Some TV show"Everything that happens once</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/feeds/112679609957440455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11255426&amp;postID=112679609957440455&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/112679609957440455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/112679609957440455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112679609957440455' title='More Thoughts to Live By'/><author><name>kutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732750028581321619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6196/905/1600/meow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11255426.post-112670348335710936</id><published>2005-09-14T20:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-14T21:11:23.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>On Tupperwares, Users and Chocolates</title><summary type='text'>Don't you just hate it when other people say something to you to make you feel good and then find out that he or she is saying another different thing at your back that you actually do not know which one he or she is telling is right?  Well, I'm actually pissed right now.I just couldn't stand plastics--people who kiss up to your ass.  And also, people who you think you trust but are like a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/feeds/112670348335710936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11255426&amp;postID=112670348335710936&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/112670348335710936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/112670348335710936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112670348335710936' title='On Tupperwares, Users and Chocolates'/><author><name>kutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732750028581321619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6196/905/1600/meow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11255426.post-112670146977810392</id><published>2005-09-13T19:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-14T21:12:28.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Manila, Here I Am!</title><summary type='text'>It's good to be finally home again! Nothing really changed so much within those two months that I've been gone except for the road path from Libis to Marcos Highway (due to the bridge under construction) and that Pido FINALLY got his plate (thank you dad, for putting the reg. sticker OUTSIDE!!!).I now decalre myself to be in "Fat and Ugly Mode."As soon as my dad pickd me up at the airport, his </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/feeds/112670146977810392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11255426&amp;postID=112670146977810392&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/112670146977810392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/112670146977810392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112670146977810392' title='Manila, Here I Am!'/><author><name>kutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732750028581321619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6196/905/1600/meow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11255426.post-112625496739767184</id><published>2005-09-09T15:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T16:45:32.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Manila, Here I Come!</title><summary type='text'>In a few hours, I'll be back in Manila's arms once again. Right now, I'm feeling the same thing I've felt when I was about to leave Manila--49 percent wants to stay and 50 percent wants to leave and 1 percent of it wants to tell me to just stop thinking about leaving and go to sleep.This morning my Kuya Big and his family flew back to California. They arrived here in Connecticut last week so that</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/feeds/112625496739767184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11255426&amp;postID=112625496739767184&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/112625496739767184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/112625496739767184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112625496739767184' title='Manila, Here I Come!'/><author><name>kutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732750028581321619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6196/905/1600/meow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11255426.post-112572859734295014</id><published>2005-09-03T13:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-03T14:37:30.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Five Miles to Heaven</title><summary type='text'>What's the difference between Marlboro cigarettes in the States and in the Philippines?Look at the side of the fliptop box.Pinoy: GOVERNMENT WARNING: SMOKING KILLS (they replaced the old warning "Cigarette smoking is dangerous to your health" because they probably thought it was pathetic or rather, ineffective.)Kano: FIVE MILESI got curious about the FIVE MILES thing and even more when I saw that</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/feeds/112572859734295014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11255426&amp;postID=112572859734295014&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/112572859734295014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/112572859734295014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112572859734295014' title='Five Miles to Heaven'/><author><name>kutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732750028581321619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6196/905/1600/meow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11255426.post-112563715397766089</id><published>2005-09-02T11:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T14:30:47.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can I Hug You as a Friend?</title><summary type='text'>I've heard that our Accounting professor from DLSU, Enrico Baluyut was filed with sexual harassment by an unthinkable number of ten students. I thought it was all rumor, but I just got the evidence to prove it!The famous line "Can I hug you as a friend?" is not another DLSU urban legend, but is indeed the exact pick-up line used, that came from Mr. Baluyut's mouth! Imagine, nine out of ten </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/feeds/112563715397766089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11255426&amp;postID=112563715397766089&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/112563715397766089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/112563715397766089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112563715397766089' title='Can I Hug You as a Friend?'/><author><name>kutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732750028581321619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6196/905/1600/meow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11255426.post-112558274439153798</id><published>2005-09-01T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T22:37:00.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life's Little Checklist</title><summary type='text'>HIGHLIGHT WHAT APPLIES TO YOUgot this from Lori(unfortunately, blogger doesn't have a higlighter feature)smoked a cigarmadeout with a member of the same sexcrashed a friend's carstolen a carbeen in lovebeen dumpedshopliftedbeen firedbeen in a fist fightsnuck out of my parent's househad feelings for someone who didnt have them backbeen arrestedmade out with a strangergone on a blind datelied to a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/feeds/112558274439153798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11255426&amp;postID=112558274439153798&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/112558274439153798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/112558274439153798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112558274439153798' title='Life&apos;s Little Checklist'/><author><name>kutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732750028581321619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6196/905/1600/meow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11255426.post-112537311596247308</id><published>2005-08-29T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T22:36:39.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Glad to be in Plaid!</title><summary type='text'>I got this from my batch yahoogroup and I feel like sharing it to the world. It was written by an Assumption alumna.10 REASONS WHY I LOVE BEING AN ASSUMPTIONISTA!1. We speak and write in straight english...no, really! the only reason we speak in taglish is so that other people (i.e. those not accustomed to speaking straight english) can understand us. Assumptionists, of course, are concerned with</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/feeds/112537311596247308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11255426&amp;postID=112537311596247308&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/112537311596247308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/112537311596247308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112537311596247308' title='I&apos;m Glad to be in Plaid!'/><author><name>kutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732750028581321619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6196/905/1600/meow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11255426.post-112535453605647647</id><published>2005-08-29T09:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T12:11:23.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beatles Song of the Week</title><summary type='text'>I Me Mineby HarrisonAll thru' the day I me mine, I me mine, I me mine.All thru' the night I me mine, I me mine, I me mine.Now they're frightened of leaving itEv'ryone's weaving it,Coming on strong all the time,All thru' the day I me mine.I-me-me mine, I-me-me mine,I-me-me mine, I-me-me mine.All I can hear I me mine, I me mine, I me mine.Even those tears I me mine, I me mine, I me mine.No-one's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/feeds/112535453605647647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11255426&amp;postID=112535453605647647&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/112535453605647647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/112535453605647647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112535453605647647' title='Beatles Song of the Week'/><author><name>kutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732750028581321619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6196/905/1600/meow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11255426.post-112519947104376363</id><published>2005-08-27T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T22:36:08.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>On Being Alone</title><summary type='text'>Last night I had a terrible dream.I went to visit a friend. When it was my time to leave, she and her mom took me to the jeepney terminal station. Then they left me there and I was on my own looking for my jeep. I couldn't find it so I had to ask people around which jeep goes to "Pasay", my destination.What makes it terrible is that, that night, I had a talk with my sister-in-law. Our </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/feeds/112519947104376363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11255426&amp;postID=112519947104376363&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/112519947104376363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/112519947104376363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112519947104376363' title='On Being Alone'/><author><name>kutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732750028581321619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6196/905/1600/meow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11255426.post-112504891421085099</id><published>2005-08-26T16:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T22:35:48.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Unsuccessful Diet Plan</title><summary type='text'>Lord, help me.It's 4 a.m. in the morning and I couldn't sleep. I don't know why, but it's definitely not jetlag.Anyways, to keep my niece and nephew away from boredom, we decided to take them to a go-kart place this evening. Yeah I know, kidstuff, but you know what, I enjoyed the five-minute ride. I always hated drag racers, but then just driving a go-kart made me think that hey, it's fun to be a</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/feeds/112504891421085099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11255426&amp;postID=112504891421085099&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/112504891421085099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/112504891421085099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112504891421085099' title='The Unsuccessful Diet Plan'/><author><name>kutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732750028581321619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6196/905/1600/meow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11255426.post-112477974385989170</id><published>2005-08-22T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T14:49:03.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>About this Monday</title><summary type='text'>This afternoon I struggled with a frozen chicken.I waited so long to defrost it and I couldn't wait any longer so I used all the force I have to remove every thigh apart because it got so frozen that they're all stuck as one piece.  When I finally defrosted it, I dipped it with lemon juice and sprinkled on some spices and started breadding them. Anyways, my chicken masterpiece is now stuck in the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/feeds/112477974385989170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11255426&amp;postID=112477974385989170&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/112477974385989170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/112477974385989170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112477974385989170' title='About this Monday'/><author><name>kutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732750028581321619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6196/905/1600/meow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11255426.post-112476989661867687</id><published>2005-08-22T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T06:43:22.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beatles Song of the Week</title><summary type='text'>Birthday by Lennon/McCartneyThey say it's your birthdayIt's my birthday too, yeahThey say it's your birthdayWe're gonna have a good timeI'm glad it's your birthdayHappy birthday to youAhAhAhCome onCome onYes we're going to a party partyYes we're going to a party partyYes we're going to a party partyI would like you to dance (Birthday)Take a cha-cha-cha-chance (Birthday)I would like you to dance (</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/feeds/112476989661867687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11255426&amp;postID=112476989661867687&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/112476989661867687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/112476989661867687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112476989661867687' title='Beatles Song of the Week'/><author><name>kutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732750028581321619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6196/905/1600/meow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11255426.post-112467777071883672</id><published>2005-08-21T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T10:50:49.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One of the Sweetest Things</title><summary type='text'>Due to the change of weather and the rainshower I got back in Manhattan, I got terrible cough for a week now. I'm like twenty year old Beetle muffler trying to drive up a hill. And it has been like this for a week now because I'm not the kind who relies on any medication but vitamin C and H2O. Out of nowhere, my niece sent me a get well soon card through email.Click here to view the cardI'm just </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/feeds/112467777071883672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11255426&amp;postID=112467777071883672&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/112467777071883672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/112467777071883672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112467777071883672' title='One of the Sweetest Things'/><author><name>kutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732750028581321619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6196/905/1600/meow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11255426.post-112451375116123822</id><published>2005-08-19T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T14:31:39.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What is it Telling Me?</title><summary type='text'>It's Saturday tomorrow--it's tag day sale. My brother handed me the newspaper and asked me to browse through the list of tag sales within the area and check which places I wanna go to. After I finished checking, my brother handed me down a piece that he has torned from the newspaper. It was a business opportunity ad saying that you can earn around $500-$1500 dollars while working at home. My </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/feeds/112451375116123822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11255426&amp;postID=112451375116123822&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/112451375116123822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/112451375116123822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112451375116123822' title='What is it Telling Me?'/><author><name>kutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732750028581321619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6196/905/1600/meow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11255426.post-112423838562956657</id><published>2005-08-17T08:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T09:53:39.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I just got a call from my brother from the Philippines and got some bad news. My cousin is at the hospital right now, and will have an operation soon because he has a brain tumor. That didn't feel right. I got so scared that I accidentaly cut my finger with a knife.  I mean, I am not actually that close to him, but if there is anyone that will have a brain tumor, I wouldn't want it to be someone </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/feeds/112423838562956657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11255426&amp;postID=112423838562956657&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/112423838562956657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/112423838562956657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112423838562956657' title=''/><author><name>kutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732750028581321619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6196/905/1600/meow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11255426.post-112416944170529714</id><published>2005-08-16T11:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T10:00:12.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seven Things...</title><summary type='text'>Okay for boredom's sake Ina, I'll answer this! :) I got tagged!Useless information that you people may wanna know:Seven things that scare yousqueeking balloonsnot another asshole, please.no waterno waterno waterno waterno waterSeven things that you like the mostphotography--capturing memories.jacketswalletsvintage stuff and most especially ethnic asian stuff, like stuff you get from Nepal, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/feeds/112416944170529714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11255426&amp;postID=112416944170529714&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/112416944170529714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/112416944170529714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112416944170529714' title='Seven Things...'/><author><name>kutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732750028581321619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6196/905/1600/meow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11255426.post-112407829414875813</id><published>2005-08-16T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-16T11:26:42.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend With Iya</title><summary type='text'>Saturday. It was 3 a.m. We decided to get some french fries first before heading home. We woke up very late only to find out that it was sizzling hot outside. So instead of going out, we decided that for that day, we will be buhay baboy.I am such a loser. We ended up watching Ocean's Eleven because I haven't watched it. So after eating beef cubes, sushi and green tea ice cream, we decided to go </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/feeds/112407829414875813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11255426&amp;postID=112407829414875813&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/112407829414875813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/112407829414875813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112407829414875813' title='Weekend With Iya'/><author><name>kutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732750028581321619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6196/905/1600/meow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11255426.post-112408666356074091</id><published>2005-08-15T02:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T14:20:41.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beatles Song of the Week</title><summary type='text'>Tomorrow Never Knowsby LennonTurn off your mind, relax and float down stream,It is not dying, it is not dyingLay down all thoughts, surrender to the void,It is shining, it is shining.Yet you may see the meaning of withinIt is being, it is beingLove is all and love is everyoneIt is knowing, it is knowingAnd ignorance and hate mourn the deadIt is believing, it is believingBut listen to the colour </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/feeds/112408666356074091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11255426&amp;postID=112408666356074091&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/112408666356074091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/112408666356074091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112408666356074091' title='Beatles Song of the Week'/><author><name>kutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732750028581321619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6196/905/1600/meow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11255426.post-112395513978119000</id><published>2005-08-14T01:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-14T01:57:55.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally, I got a haircut!</title><summary type='text'>Finally! I found a cheap place to have your hair cut! Ten bucks (hmm...come to think of it, that's still 500 pesos)! Well anyways, the guy cutting my hair was Chinese, and I couldn't really understand what he was saying, only to find out that my chopping my hair shorter and shorter! Oh well! I was bad trip for a moment, but then the haircut felt much much better! I feel lighter, actually. Cause </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/feeds/112395513978119000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11255426&amp;postID=112395513978119000&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/112395513978119000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/112395513978119000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112395513978119000' title='Finally, I got a haircut!'/><author><name>kutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732750028581321619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6196/905/1600/meow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11255426.post-112382124059870513</id><published>2005-08-12T12:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-28T07:12:07.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Thoughts to Live By</title><summary type='text'>Quotes I have encountered during my board exam review"If today you hear His voice, harden not your heart."-Responsorial Psalm"Someday in His time, whatever you ask for will come true. It may not be in the exact package you wanted, but it will be what God thinks is best for you."-Some forwarded message through text"If we lose something, we lose it for a reason. That reason might be hard to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/feeds/112382124059870513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11255426&amp;postID=112382124059870513&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/112382124059870513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/112382124059870513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112382124059870513' title='Some Thoughts to Live By'/><author><name>kutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732750028581321619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6196/905/1600/meow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11255426.post-112381814256050335</id><published>2005-08-12T11:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-20T13:33:05.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Asukal Story</title><summary type='text'>Not everyone in my family is blessed with great fortune. But despite all that, my mother and her brothers and sisters have managed to stay in tact and have made an implied promise to help each other and share the blessings each one gets.My mother was raised by a farmer together with seven other kids. Even though the situation was tough, my grandparents have managed to send all of their kids to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/feeds/112381814256050335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11255426&amp;postID=112381814256050335&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/112381814256050335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/112381814256050335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112381814256050335' title='Asukal Story'/><author><name>kutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732750028581321619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6196/905/1600/meow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11255426.post-112373154021652459</id><published>2005-08-11T10:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-12T12:05:24.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories of Cali</title><summary type='text'>Even until now, I couldn't believe that a month has passed by so fast, realizing that my California days are over. Though it over doesn't really mean it's over, I know for sure that it would take years again before I'll be stepping foot again on the California land.So as I try to recall my California days, I try to see what would make me miss California...First, there's this wacky family that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/feeds/112373154021652459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11255426&amp;postID=112373154021652459&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/112373154021652459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/112373154021652459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112373154021652459' title='Memories of Cali'/><author><name>kutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732750028581321619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6196/905/1600/meow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11255426.post-112293761622078808</id><published>2005-08-02T06:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-02T07:06:56.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gambling Thoughts</title><summary type='text'>During the weekend, my brother and I headed to San Manuel Casino to try our luck that night. While on the car, I had a breakthrough. I thought about life. The thought wasn't extraordinary though. What makes it a breakthrough is that I had put them all together on one thought and was able to write them down.Life is a gamble. The whole world's one big casino and those people in it must play the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/feeds/112293761622078808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11255426&amp;postID=112293761622078808&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/112293761622078808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/112293761622078808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112293761622078808' title='Gambling Thoughts'/><author><name>kutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732750028581321619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6196/905/1600/meow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11255426.post-112293883544957472</id><published>2005-08-01T04:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-02T07:36:07.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Still I Rise</title><summary type='text'>by Maya Angelou.  One of my greatest inspirations and soul-uplifter.  I hope you, too, would be inspired by this poem.  Everytime we fall, like air--we rise.   You may write me down in historyWith your bitter, twisted lies,You may trod me in the very dirtBut still, like dust, I'll rise.Does my sassiness upset you?Why are you beset with gloom?'Cause I walk like I've got oil wellsPumping in my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/feeds/112293883544957472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11255426&amp;postID=112293883544957472&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/112293883544957472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/112293883544957472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112293883544957472' title='Still I Rise'/><author><name>kutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732750028581321619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6196/905/1600/meow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11255426.post-112240798556882183</id><published>2005-07-27T03:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T06:31:31.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What I Have to Say on SONA 2005</title><summary type='text'>It's true that when you are out of the basketball court, that's when you actually see how the game goes and how it should be. Recently, President Arroyo just had her 2005 State Of the Nation Address and with everything that has been happening around the country, you cannot help but to have your own say on it. This post is just made entirely out of my opinion, but ultimately comes from my heart. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/feeds/112240798556882183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11255426&amp;postID=112240798556882183&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/112240798556882183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/112240798556882183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112240798556882183' title='What I Have to Say on SONA 2005'/><author><name>kutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732750028581321619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6196/905/1600/meow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11255426.post-112258913717849387</id><published>2005-07-14T15:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T06:18:57.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>On Finding Your Soulmate</title><summary type='text'> Most of us spend most of our early lifetime empty-handed, thinking that things such as destiny or soul-mate do not exist. Some even have given up on finding the perfect partner thinking that such things were just invented by humans to give an answer to the question on why they feel good when being with someone and leaving most of us, depressed.As for me, I do believe in karma, in soul-mates, in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/feeds/112258913717849387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11255426&amp;postID=112258913717849387&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/112258913717849387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/112258913717849387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112258913717849387' title='On Finding Your Soulmate'/><author><name>kutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732750028581321619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6196/905/1600/meow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11255426.post-112059347045902431</id><published>2005-07-06T02:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T04:43:22.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting my slice of maturity.</title><summary type='text'>Finally, I found the lyrics of the song played on One Tree Hill. I do not know the title, so I went through some of the show's transcripts and jackpot! Here it goes:I don't need to be anything other than a prison guard's sonI don't need to be anything other than a specialist's sonI don't have to be anyone other than a birth of two souls in onePart of where I'm going is knowing where I'm coming </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/feeds/112059347045902431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11255426&amp;postID=112059347045902431&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/112059347045902431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/112059347045902431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112059347045902431' title='Getting my slice of maturity.'/><author><name>kutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732750028581321619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6196/905/1600/meow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11255426.post-112258952084875556</id><published>2005-07-05T05:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T06:27:40.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Glimpse on Ten Years From My Lifeline</title><summary type='text'>This post is taken from my journal. I've decided to post this to make people realize how life can be just a bag of laughs and that the future is not something to be frightened about, but something to look forward to so that you have something to look back on to cheer you up and make you realize that you were once young. Some lines were edited and some were ommited.* * *Isn't it amazing, five </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/feeds/112258952084875556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11255426&amp;postID=112258952084875556&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/112258952084875556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/112258952084875556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112258952084875556' title='A Glimpse on Ten Years From My Lifeline'/><author><name>kutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732750028581321619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6196/905/1600/meow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11255426.post-112258793508581260</id><published>2005-06-05T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T06:04:10.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Top 3 Touching Moments</title><summary type='text'>For no reason, I couldn't sleep and for some reason I feel like I had to write something. So I decided reflecting on the things that have happened in my life, the places I've been through, the occasions I've attended to, and the interesting conversations I've had with people from all walks of life. The product? Well, I've come up with three of the most touching moments I have experienced, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/feeds/112258793508581260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11255426&amp;postID=112258793508581260&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/112258793508581260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/112258793508581260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#112258793508581260' title='Top 3 Touching Moments'/><author><name>kutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732750028581321619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6196/905/1600/meow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11255426.post-111237678008404412</id><published>2005-04-02T01:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T06:30:12.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shout Outs to Future Lawyers</title><summary type='text'>"I made it! Ateneo! Thank you sa support!"-RachelleI just got a text message from 2 of my friends (Rachelle and Kennard) telling me how happy they are for passing the Ateneo Law Entrance Exam. In addition to that, they also said how thankful they are to me for I have somehow helped them.I was really touched, you know, because texting me the fresh news that they passed is enough to make me feel </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/feeds/111237678008404412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11255426&amp;postID=111237678008404412&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/111237678008404412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/111237678008404412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111237678008404412' title='Shout Outs to Future Lawyers'/><author><name>kutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732750028581321619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6196/905/1600/meow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11255426.post-111005317825109221</id><published>2005-03-06T04:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-06T04:39:58.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>62 More Days To Go</title><summary type='text'>I shouldn't count.  But then, if I don't, it wouldn't sink in to my mind.  There are 62 more days to go before one of the most dreadded days of my life will arrive.  You can count, go figure out what it is.Every single day I ask myself what I've gotten myself into.  It's like, suicide.  Damn it.I am trying to squeeze everything that I have (or should have) learned in college in five months.  And </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/feeds/111005317825109221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11255426&amp;postID=111005317825109221&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/111005317825109221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/111005317825109221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111005317825109221' title='62 More Days To Go'/><author><name>kutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732750028581321619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6196/905/1600/meow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11255426.post-111005153118751737</id><published>2005-03-06T03:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-06T03:42:03.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You've got to get yourself together...Don't say later will be better.</title><summary type='text'>And if the night runs overAnd if the day won't lastAnd if your way should falterAlong the stony passIt's just a momentThis time will pass-Stuck In A Moment, U2</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/feeds/111005153118751737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11255426&amp;postID=111005153118751737&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/111005153118751737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11255426/posts/default/111005153118751737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kutzie.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111005153118751737' title='You&apos;ve got to get yourself together...Don&apos;t say later will be better.'/><author><name>kutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732750028581321619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6196/905/1600/meow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
