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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/rss2full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8996858654032217693</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Thu, 16 Feb 2012 22:23:13 +0000</lastBuildDate><category>i used to miss him... but my aim is improving</category><category>secret</category><category>horse</category><category>Wonderwall</category><category>parties</category><category>brokenheart</category><category>break-up</category><category>song</category><category>bitch</category><category>tag</category><category>dream</category><category>fall</category><category>horoscope</category><category>blog</category><category>confessions</category><category>lyrics</category><category>good times</category><category>fortune</category><category>binary</category><category>life</category><category>travel</category><category>Oasis</category><category>label clouds</category><category>random thoughts</category><category>quotes</category><category>alison james</category><category>love</category><category>hero</category><category>chinese</category><category>gwyneth paltrow</category><category>humor</category><category>friends</category><category>filipino</category><title>The Kuting Chronicles.</title><description>"Memory is the finest thread for weaving your own perfect story."</description><link>http://kuting-chronicles.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Kristine)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>31</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/kuting" /><feedburner:info uri="blogspot/kuting" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8996858654032217693.post-2373810269137011637</guid><pubDate>Mon, 04 Jan 2010 12:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-01-04T20:43:48.826+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">random thoughts</category><title>Random Quote</title><atom:summary>
When I imagine you, I feel better
Less alone
More connected to something out there.
(From The Lovely Bones by Alice Sebold)</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/kuting/~3/BcsC-UbJyw0/random-quote.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kristine)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3ptGsQcrGaw/S0Hht-PA_rI/AAAAAAAAAOY/YRAmgWPK-_s/s72-c/snowglobe.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/kuting/~4/BcsC-UbJyw0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://kuting-chronicles.blogspot.com/2010/01/random-quote.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8996858654032217693.post-7183071288733321410</guid><pubDate>Fri, 29 May 2009 02:43:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-31T14:42:56.161+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">blog</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">confessions</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">life</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">friends</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fall</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">brokenheart</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">love</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">random thoughts</category><title>The Ridiculous Acts of Idiocy</title><atom:summary>Did you ever do something you later regret?  I did...

I wish I'd never gave myself in.  I wish I had let myself live with that simple longing, and that we still naively held hands like it was the most natural thing in the world...


I knew that under these circumstances, this was not just any kiss.  That the moment I started giving in, I knew I would be risking everything.  Skating the </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/kuting/~3/i_Ye16ddGqM/ridiculous-acts-of-idiocy.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kristine)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3ptGsQcrGaw/SiIkw_hcaDI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/9VxINpBUELw/s72-c/rabbit+kitten.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>3</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/kuting/~4/i_Ye16ddGqM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://kuting-chronicles.blogspot.com/2009/05/ridiculous-acts-of-idiocy.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8996858654032217693.post-5817650669285179365</guid><pubDate>Mon, 06 Apr 2009 13:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-07T10:43:29.683+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">quotes</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">humor</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">good times</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">love</category><title>What if Letters and Words Were Real People and Would Come Alive?</title><atom:summary>Or, what if letters in a book were real people with personalities?  And what if those personalities were excitable or quirky or melancholic or dazed or delirious?  With those in mind, a group of Malaysian writers launched a campaign "There's life in a book."  Very creative.  I've read about it in a magazine and found it amusing.  Might as well share the humor with you.
22. SIGNS OF LOVE
From the </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/kuting/~3/YqXH1yqgILc/what-if-alphabets-and-words-were-real.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kristine)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/kuting/~4/YqXH1yqgILc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://kuting-chronicles.blogspot.com/2009/04/what-if-alphabets-and-words-were-real.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8996858654032217693.post-1529404530253070662</guid><pubDate>Thu, 26 Mar 2009 11:57:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-26T22:54:43.328+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">binary</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">love</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">random thoughts</category><title>Love in Binary</title><atom:summary>
01000001 01101110 01100100 00100000 01001001 00100111 01101101 00100000 01101111 01101110 01101100 01111001 00100000 01101000 01100101 01110010 01100101 00100000 00001101 00001010 01010100 01101111 00100000 01100010 01110010 01101001 01101110 01100111 00100000 01111001 01101111 01110101 00100000 01100110 01110010 01100101 01100101 00100000 01101100 01101111 01110110 01100101 00100000 00001101 </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/kuting/~3/69g4QeoT98o/love-in-binary.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kristine)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3ptGsQcrGaw/SctvPY3MQBI/AAAAAAAAANk/0p4BoN-gU4k/s72-c/002F051TYFv.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/kuting/~4/69g4QeoT98o" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://kuting-chronicles.blogspot.com/2009/03/love-in-binary.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8996858654032217693.post-6368734101871836090</guid><pubDate>Thu, 19 Mar 2009 12:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-07T11:47:42.157+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">life</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">secret</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">love</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">random thoughts</category><title>On Secrets and Law of Attraction</title><atom:summary>While I was browsing the internet, I stumbled upon this awesome video from youtube.com, inspired by the famous hit movie, The Secret.  

Check out the video below and be uplifted and hopefully get inspired.</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/kuting/~3/Zi7aszQ483g/on-secrets-and-law-of-attraction.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kristine)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/kuting/~4/Zi7aszQ483g" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://kuting-chronicles.blogspot.com/2009/03/on-secrets-and-law-of-attraction.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8996858654032217693.post-8624046595398414679</guid><pubDate>Tue, 17 Mar 2009 06:45:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-07T11:21:11.724+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">break-up</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">love</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">random thoughts</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">i used to miss him... but my aim is improving</category><title>My Thoughts Today</title><atom:summary>

You haunt me like a thousand voices softly chanting inside my head.  No matter what is on my mind... no matter how busy I keep myself... you are always there.  Sometimes I get a moment of peace, the chanting voices being overshadowed by the music of another being...

And then, wham!

There you are... memories are quickly assembling the orchestra again and playing like a melody in my mind...  </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/kuting/~3/AxVBEnf-odY/my-thoughts-today.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kristine)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3ptGsQcrGaw/Sb9Ma4ILFUI/AAAAAAAAANE/GD8yVv40IYI/s72-c/1186B.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/kuting/~4/AxVBEnf-odY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://kuting-chronicles.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-thoughts-today.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8996858654032217693.post-8720433231602440704</guid><pubDate>Tue, 10 Mar 2009 16:56:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-07T11:49:35.440+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">blog</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">random thoughts</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">dream</category><title>Day Dream Log</title><atom:summary>
I know from experience that you are a bad habit, and harder to break each time we meet.

But... I can't help it.

We click.  It makes sense.  In the brief period that I've known you, it felt like we complement each other.  You are like a gravitational pull, this urge to stand as close as possible to avoid falling at the edge of a high-rise tower.

I could fight this.  I could let you fade into </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/kuting/~3/1yJh8aYbEBU/day-dream-log.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kristine)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ptGsQcrGaw/SbaeaqYHMCI/AAAAAAAAAM0/QUz2I1sXZks/s72-c/1137B.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/kuting/~4/1yJh8aYbEBU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://kuting-chronicles.blogspot.com/2009/03/day-dream-log.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8996858654032217693.post-5647878860330275533</guid><pubDate>Fri, 27 Feb 2009 16:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-07T11:08:30.242+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">love</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">random thoughts</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">i used to miss him... but my aim is improving</category><title>Random Thought Tonight (and Day)</title><atom:summary>
I would like to tell you that I am thinking of you.

I have not heard from you for awhile.  I hope you are doing fine.</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/kuting/~3/prgjPxwOWUw/random-thought-tonight-or-of-day.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kristine)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ptGsQcrGaw/SalruMr-xjI/AAAAAAAAAMs/TPaDYyRyH7Y/s72-c/563456.jpeg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/kuting/~4/prgjPxwOWUw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://kuting-chronicles.blogspot.com/2009/02/random-thought-tonight-or-of-day.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8996858654032217693.post-9216101874139144782</guid><pubDate>Sat, 21 Feb 2009 06:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-07T11:15:12.654+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">confessions</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">brokenheart</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">random thoughts</category><title>Last Night, I Cried Myself to Sleep</title><atom:summary>
Yesterday, I was talking to someone, and then, he asked about my past.
He assumes I have that story. He expects me to tell him the story of my past -– a story about the time I was so hurt that I cried day in and day out.  Well, there is a story -– actually, there's a lot.  I had my share of hysterical sobs, a story of over reacted mourning and stories of grieving.  I experienced the exhaustion </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/kuting/~3/GnxqCHRHfjY/last-night-i-cried-myself-to-sleep.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kristine)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3ptGsQcrGaw/Sagw9Bcq-dI/AAAAAAAAAMk/E7sqqI15vQ4/s72-c/83179283.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/kuting/~4/GnxqCHRHfjY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://kuting-chronicles.blogspot.com/2009/02/last-night-i-cried-myself-to-sleep.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8996858654032217693.post-1244587442372237366</guid><pubDate>Sat, 14 Feb 2009 16:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-07T11:53:17.122+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">love</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">random thoughts</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">dream</category><title>Dream Log</title><atom:summary>



"...so I'm gonna keep all these feelings inside, keep my dreams alive until the right time."
- LL COOL J (Hey Lover) 

Last night, I had a strange but wonderful dream and wanted so badly to call you and wake you so I could share it with you.  Sitting up in my bed, I checked the clock and decided that it would be wrong to give you a ring and break your slumber.  I thought and tried to remember</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/kuting/~3/SJdmEPILOU8/so.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kristine)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3ptGsQcrGaw/SZo3_XCBlII/AAAAAAAAALU/I7KlGJ2rLUg/s72-c/123123.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/kuting/~4/SJdmEPILOU8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://kuting-chronicles.blogspot.com/2009/02/so.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8996858654032217693.post-8567392212970078933</guid><pubDate>Sat, 14 Feb 2009 09:29:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-12T17:42:50.784+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">life</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">love</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">random thoughts</category><title>Happy Valentine's Day</title><atom:summary>
Valentine's day, a holiday honoring love and the lovers in love.  I've been trying to get an inspiration to write something for Valentine's day, but just yesterday at five in the afternoon, just when I already made plans for February 14, I had a call for an interview scheduled on the love day.  So much for my date plans.  But hey, I'm not complaining.

Happy Valentine's Day!
</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/kuting/~3/_1_O5hpJS5E/happy-valentines-day.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kristine)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3ptGsQcrGaw/SZuNGZ7SOlI/AAAAAAAAAMc/mUyr8mjnt8o/s72-c/14344.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/kuting/~4/_1_O5hpJS5E" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://kuting-chronicles.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-valentines-day.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8996858654032217693.post-7388970483704792612</guid><pubDate>Sun, 08 Feb 2009 16:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-13T17:34:31.913+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">break-up</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">friends</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fall</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">brokenheart</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">love</category><title>Pseudo-Relationships</title><atom:summary>
The StoryIt started out with the two of you as friends.  As you grow closer and get to know more of each other, soon you may or may not realize something is being shared between the two of you.  Then one day, it just happened.  You find yourselves engaging in some form of intimacy -- from an innocent occassional smooch to outright sex.  It initially seems an inspiring idea because you get the </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/kuting/~3/_W7ul1WTAsM/pseudo-relationships.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kristine)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3ptGsQcrGaw/SZERER1bMiI/AAAAAAAAAKk/qLdfpv2UiLM/s72-c/P6090215.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/kuting/~4/_W7ul1WTAsM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://kuting-chronicles.blogspot.com/2009/02/pseudo-relationships.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8996858654032217693.post-3975171974040133731</guid><pubDate>Mon, 26 Jan 2009 18:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-09T15:29:28.512+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">travel</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">break-up</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">song</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">love</category><title>You Ask Me if I Love You</title><atom:summary>
...And I choke on my reply. I'd rather hurt you honestly than mislead you with a lie.  For who am I to judge you in what you say or do?  I'm only just beginning to see the real you.

But sometimes when we touch, the honesty's too much.  And I have to close my eyes and hide.  I want to hold you till I die.  Till we both break down and cry.  I want to hold you till the fear in me subsides.

</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/kuting/~3/nY7R91Ex4AQ/you-ask-me-if-i-love-you.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kristine)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3ptGsQcrGaw/Sd2jSDcTUzI/AAAAAAAAAOA/g6UaUQpY3Kc/s72-c/6575.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/kuting/~4/nY7R91Ex4AQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://kuting-chronicles.blogspot.com/2009/01/you-ask-me-if-i-love-you.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8996858654032217693.post-3247788779088106586</guid><pubDate>Mon, 26 Jan 2009 07:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-26T22:31:14.539+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fortune</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">horse</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">chinese</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">horoscope</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">filipino</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">parties</category><title>The Horse Fortune in the Year of the Ox</title><atom:summary>
The Chinese community labels this as the Year of the Ox, the Filipinos perceives this as another excuse to throw a party.  Despite the economic crisis and the recession outbreak, most Filipinos, Chinese or non-Chinese descents, have acquired the party spirit and celebrated this festivity with upbeat and the optimism that this year will be better than the last.

I’m no Chinese, but I am a </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/kuting/~3/QBDJK13WjPY/horse-fortune-in-year-of-ox.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kristine)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3ptGsQcrGaw/SX1noD_7OUI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/_hOI2tioS3s/s72-c/north+luzon.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>4</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/kuting/~4/QBDJK13WjPY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://kuting-chronicles.blogspot.com/2009/01/horse-fortune-in-year-of-ox.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8996858654032217693.post-3755592592350813708</guid><pubDate>Thu, 22 Jan 2009 08:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-26T19:09:15.281+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">label clouds</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">hero</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">blog</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">tag</category><title>Label Clouds</title><atom:summary>
After so much effort in researching and trying to figure out how to add a "Label Cloud" widget on my blog, I have finally found this wonderful site which gave the most detailed instructions to non-technical people like me on how to create one.
Almost every blogger has a tag cloud on their blogs.  I am envious of all those blog entries which has those tag clouds widgets.  Soon, I began obsessing </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/kuting/~3/pthFXiESIB8/label-clouds.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kristine)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ptGsQcrGaw/SXxoALAvhGI/AAAAAAAAAJY/bDBlAGQf4Ig/s72-c/tag+cloud.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>6</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/kuting/~4/pthFXiESIB8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://kuting-chronicles.blogspot.com/2009/01/label-clouds.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8996858654032217693.post-5306925606556395880</guid><pubDate>Wed, 21 Jan 2009 15:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-22T15:15:40.585+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">break-up</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">quotes</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">life</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">brokenheart</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">love</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">random thoughts</category><title>Random Thought of the Day</title><atom:summary>

Love. True love.  If  you find it, cherish it.  Because a lot of people in this world have looked a long, long time and have never found it.</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/kuting/~3/nbzVBBTRuUA/random-thought-of-day.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kristine)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3ptGsQcrGaw/SXgdBntHX8I/AAAAAAAAAHM/nC5uAXjsvdg/s72-c/234432.jpeg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>6</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/kuting/~4/nbzVBBTRuUA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://kuting-chronicles.blogspot.com/2009/01/random-thought-of-day.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8996858654032217693.post-5888962930456069832</guid><pubDate>Tue, 20 Jan 2009 14:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-26T22:19:08.344+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">travel</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">humor</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">good times</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">friends</category><title>Wendy</title><atom:summary>
One gimmick night, over a couple of tequila shots and the nth round of SanMig Lights, one of my funny friends told a classic funny joke:


A Filipino man was deeply in-love with his girlfriend Wendy, he decided to have her name tattooed on his thing.  On normal circumstances, only the letters W and Y are visible, but on instances when it gets erected, it would spell the whole W-E-N-D-Y.  He was </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/kuting/~3/fIBVr5opdYA/wendy.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kristine)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ptGsQcrGaw/SXfVz1eNHiI/AAAAAAAAAGc/lA3rRruLYWY/s72-c/PC101380.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/kuting/~4/fIBVr5opdYA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://kuting-chronicles.blogspot.com/2009/01/wendy.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8996858654032217693.post-8727230019168745480</guid><pubDate>Mon, 12 Jan 2009 09:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-09T15:09:23.032+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">alison james</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">break-up</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">brokenheart</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">love</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">i used to miss him... but my aim is improving</category><title>I used to miss him... but my aim is improving</title><atom:summary>
It is a self-help book written by Alison James. I bought her book some time ago when I was pretty immature and desperately trying to mend a past hurt (and the fear of getting hurt again). I used to be so attached with my broken heart and shattered dreams -- yes, I was dreaming of silver engagement rings and wedding bells -- that after the painful break-up, I was hurt for a while.

But that was </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/kuting/~3/V-du8BWcgaI/i-used-to-miss-him-but-my-aim-is.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kristine)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3ptGsQcrGaw/SXXF-h2yqsI/AAAAAAAAAGE/XN3xQ6y3_ak/s72-c/book_large.gif" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/kuting/~4/V-du8BWcgaI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://kuting-chronicles.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-used-to-miss-him-but-my-aim-is.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8996858654032217693.post-2259834290942947133</guid><pubDate>Mon, 12 Jan 2009 08:23:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-22T11:57:08.392+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">alison james</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">gwyneth paltrow</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">break-up</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">quotes</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">brokenheart</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">love</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">i used to miss him... but my aim is improving</category><title>I used to miss him... but my aim is improving (Part 2)</title><atom:summary>"I love men, even though they're lying, cheating scumbags."
-- Gwyneth Paltrow


Excerpt from one of my favorite books, "I Used to Miss Him... But my Aim is Improving": 


Remember: Men might share the same basic anatomy, but they don't share the same brain or personality. New guys you will meet have a better brain or personality, and if you're really lucky, a better anatomy too. Not all men are </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/kuting/~3/N72gQpJfs7c/i-used-to-miss-him-but-my-aim-is_12.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kristine)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/kuting/~4/N72gQpJfs7c" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://kuting-chronicles.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-used-to-miss-him-but-my-aim-is_12.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8996858654032217693.post-5591602847568752523</guid><pubDate>Sat, 03 Jan 2009 17:47:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-26T22:19:38.801+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">travel</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">humor</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">good times</category><title>The Quiet Zone</title><atom:summary>


Yeah, I know we should keep the place peaceful, but we couldn't control the humor to ourselves.</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/kuting/~3/Dg62_39XcXQ/quiet-zone.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kristine)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ptGsQcrGaw/SXVouh9wFaI/AAAAAAAAAF0/d8oYPLEhUjo/s72-c/P2080417.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/kuting/~4/Dg62_39XcXQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://kuting-chronicles.blogspot.com/2009/01/quiet-zone.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8996858654032217693.post-9060882963617337094</guid><pubDate>Sat, 03 Jan 2009 17:07:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-26T22:20:01.970+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">life</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">humor</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">good times</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fall</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">random thoughts</category><title>Slippery When Wet</title><atom:summary>
Sometimes slippery floors can lead to more than just falling to the ground in pain.  Sometimes a good entertainment follows from the blooper.  And then you just let the good times roll.</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/kuting/~3/h4YRboPt4iM/slippery-when-wet.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kristine)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3ptGsQcrGaw/SXflFbAO0LI/AAAAAAAAAGk/Nv4mwyXRnzQ/s72-c/P2080419.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/kuting/~4/h4YRboPt4iM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://kuting-chronicles.blogspot.com/2009/01/slippery-when-wet.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8996858654032217693.post-6280421263979555991</guid><pubDate>Sat, 03 Jan 2009 16:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-26T22:20:27.029+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">life</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">good times</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">friends</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">love</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">random thoughts</category><title>B.F.F.</title><atom:summary>
a.k.a. (B)est (F)riends (F)orever.  My two sisters and I went to Sonya's Garden in Tagaytay City last Friday to celebrate our biological connection.  I came home from Singapore to spend the Yuletide holidays with my family while my elder sister came all the way from Arizona, USA.   And since it is not that often do we get together, we make the most of our time and filled our memories with tiny </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/kuting/~3/r-jJSGyZqwk/bff.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kristine)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3ptGsQcrGaw/SXfreJ-FKkI/AAAAAAAAAG0/vGk49EitTv8/s72-c/P2080445abc.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/kuting/~4/r-jJSGyZqwk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://kuting-chronicles.blogspot.com/2009/01/bff.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8996858654032217693.post-3691717467544999068</guid><pubDate>Sat, 03 Jan 2009 04:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-26T22:21:04.570+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">travel</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">confessions</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">quotes</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">life</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">friends</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">brokenheart</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">love</category><title>Life... to be Quote and Unquoted</title><atom:summary>There is a saying that you can’t have the best of both worlds.  But it totally contradicts with the saying "when it rains, it pours."  Two different proverbs quoting different points of views.  Sadly, right now, I feel my world evolves on the first saying… Let me start off by sharing you an update on the positive side of my life. "You’ve achieved success in your field when you don’t know whether </atom:summary><enclosure type="" url="http://kuting-chronicles.blog.friendster.com/archives/15" length="0" /><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/kuting/~3/KLe-ZNE8U3g/life-to-be-quote-and-unquoted.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kristine)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/kuting/~4/KLe-ZNE8U3g" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://kuting-chronicles.blogspot.com/2009/01/life-to-be-quote-and-unquoted.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8996858654032217693.post-6736431325252283835</guid><pubDate>Sat, 20 Sep 2008 04:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-07T12:06:23.700+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">life</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">friends</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">brokenheart</category><title>There's More to Life Than Being a DM-Proby</title><atom:summary> "I thank Thee for my loving friends."



 It was Sunday evening and my immediate superior and I had scheduled an informal dinner. He just arrived from Manila and was billeted at Parklane Hotel for the 2-day Sales Cycle Conference at Cebu City. I was pleased to have been invited, my boss knows that it’s been a struggle for me living alone and lonely in this city because I have no family to share </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/kuting/~3/e7X1kaSeKr4/theres-more-to-life-than-being-dm-proby.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kristine)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/kuting/~4/e7X1kaSeKr4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://kuting-chronicles.blogspot.com/2008/09/theres-more-to-life-than-being-dm-proby.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8996858654032217693.post-8783987541324946018</guid><pubDate>Wed, 20 Feb 2008 04:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-26T22:22:02.387+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">travel</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">life</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">friends</category><title>Life... as a Trainee (in Cebu, Samar and Leyte)</title><atom:summary>Previously published at http://kuting-chronicles.blog.friendster.com/</atom:summary><enclosure type="" url="http://kuting-chronicles.blog.friendster.com/archives/16" length="0" /><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/kuting/~3/_SILNm8h2xk/life-as-trainee-in-cebu-samar-and-leyte.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kristine)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/kuting/~4/_SILNm8h2xk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://kuting-chronicles.blogspot.com/2009/01/life-as-trainee-in-cebu-samar-and-leyte.html</feedburner:origLink></item></channel></rss>

