Everytime I open..
January 25, 2008 | Filed Under kutiekatie | No Comments
Everytime I open the newspaper there’s always news about Iraq and the soldiers there. Read more
Sometimes the simple
June 7, 2007 | Filed Under kutiekatie | No Comments
Sometimes the simple things in our possession can lead to profound thinking. Read more
I love listening
June 7, 2007 | Filed Under kutiekatie | No Comments
I love listening to music and understanding the lyrics of the songs I like. Read more
I love Indian food
April 29, 2007 | Filed Under kutiekatie | No Comments
I love Indian food. I love the way it’s so spicy and yet very tasty. Read more
I want to be an assassin
April 29, 2007 | Filed Under kutiekatie | No Comments
I want to be an assassin. I think it’s such a cool job. Read more
What’s wrong with innocent flirting?
April 29, 2007 | Filed Under kutiekatie | No Comments
What’s wrong with innocent flirting? Are people afraid that it could lead to something deeper? Read more
Goofing Around
April 29, 2007 | Filed Under kutiekatie | No Comments
I was goofing around with my camera and just making a video of my surroundings. I was walking around the neighbourhood, this was night time, and I was just filming front to back and left to right. It’s one way for me to practice my skill and maybe come up with something creative. Read more
Gold Watch
March 3, 2007 | Filed Under kutiekatie | No Comments
I bought my mother a gold watch for her birthday. It’s not a rolex but it’s a beautiful watch. It’s a little expensive too, but I’m not complaining. Read more
The Perfect Gift
February 28, 2007 | Filed Under kutiekatie | No Comments
I have been stressing my mind lately trying to think of the perfect gift for my mother. Soon she will be celebrating her birthday. I want to buy her something special. Read more
Father
February 24, 2007 | Filed Under kutiekatie | No Comments
Growing up I did not have a dad. He worked overseas most of my life and when he was home it was always unhappy times for me and my mom. He would drink day and night and he was very mean. Read more