<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:blogger="http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11903186</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Thu, 03 Oct 2024 14:08:54 +0000</lastBuildDate><category>KDD</category><category>Kuwait</category><category>chocolate milk</category><category>convicted</category><category>dairy</category><category>justice</category><category>product</category><category>royal</category><title>I Love Q8</title><description>The &#39;Mission&#39;&#xa;To provide a different perspective on the country that I love.&#xa;No rants. No negative vibes. Just unconditional love to my country.&#xa;I Love KUWAIT</description><link>http://iloveq8.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (ILQ)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>22</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11903186.post-7922202857859106817</guid><pubDate>Fri, 19 Mar 2010 12:37:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-03-19T16:02:33.887+03:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">chocolate milk</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">dairy</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">KDD</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">product</category><title>I Love KDD</title><atom:summary type="text">





I&#39;m a huge fan of many of their products. I grew up knowing this local brand and it&#39;s usually&amp;nbsp;associated with the fondest of memories.


I guess the most famous of their products is the chocolate milk. Yum yum!


I have tried many versions of the chocolate milk from around the world but nothing beats the KDD Chocolate Milk.


Many students studying&amp;nbsp;abroad usually take a whole box </atom:summary><link>http://iloveq8.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-love-kdd.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ILQ)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKAESQWV50mbP5s_87c-sPFphurCwwnQw5YXoITkw0UBLZEQ4GXuv7ub77xdEKCGOZ9ZTnV5IbqLY34bH2wyWq16lE1O0v_IwiddkEuZUJeK4oC5BwxsE3LxICK4UbM8BhU91B/s72-c/Seoul+Winter+2010+047.jpg" height="72" width="72"/></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11903186.post-111442845289013547</guid><pubDate>Fri, 19 Mar 2010 11:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-03-19T16:31:13.427+03:00</atom:updated><title>I Love My Country Dry</title><atom:summary type="text">I love Kuwait  because&amp;nbsp;alcoholic beverages are illegal here, it is rare on this planet of ours to have such a dry land. It is very much like that quaint neighborhood coffee shop that was around for years and you really hope doesn&#39;t get bought up by these big global coffee names making it part of the &quot;global village&quot; instead of the actual village (in this case neighborhood). So yeah I really </atom:summary><link>http://iloveq8.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-love-my-country-dry.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ILQ)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHqPnv8w1AKEmxNPx4GsvqjjIcymZZynZQGqJEALsJZqm_tk_iD3JggedTwwSbL5ialCGbXRgGGNBbkOI1wK0y8qqP5f1Da0kxwfM8qHZAMI0WxixmktzqsTeRh4BUow_n-Exv/s72-c/DSC04148.JPG" height="72" width="72"/></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11903186.post-7572244519921388313</guid><pubDate>Sun, 21 Jan 2007 23:09:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-01-23T13:47:51.307+03:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">convicted</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">justice</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Kuwait</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">royal</category><title>I love Justice for All</title><atom:summary type="text">This does not happen in any Arab* country.(A member of the ruling family) was convicted of trading in hashish, money laundering and the illegal possession of weapons, press reports said. To read more...[Link]*I&#39;ve been told that it&#39;s been done previously in KSA (Kingdom of Saudi Arabia)</atom:summary><link>http://iloveq8.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-love-justice.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ILQ)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11903186.post-115869607521988885</guid><pubDate>Tue, 19 Sep 2006 19:57:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-09-19T23:01:15.220+03:00</atom:updated><title>I Love The Article</title><atom:summary type="text">Now if I were any good at writing and expressing my feelings towards my beloved Kuwait I would definitely write an article just like the one published in bazaar magazine (September, 2006 issue) called ‘Motherland’ by Hind Al-Mazeedi.Here’s an excerpt:If you had the choice, would you leave? If you got a great job offer, with a high salary in a country where the temperature never exceeds 25°C, </atom:summary><link>http://iloveq8.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-love-article.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ILQ)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11903186.post-115869582165214824</guid><pubDate>Tue, 19 Sep 2006 19:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-03-19T16:32:20.997+03:00</atom:updated><title>I Love the Number</title><atom:summary type="text">     
 

5 


For more information on what this number means to the Kuwaiti Parliament please click [here]</atom:summary><link>http://iloveq8.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-love-number.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ILQ)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11903186.post-111928087500206280</guid><pubDate>Thu, 08 Jun 2006 00:36:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-07-20T14:51:21.966+03:00</atom:updated><title>I Love the Unity</title><atom:summary type="text">I love the fact that in Kuwait we don&#39;t have official political parties (the Kuwaiti Constitution, article 43). Creating parties and sects will only lead to labeling people as liberals, islamists, conservatives, communists etc. I hate being labeled as such, I do believe that people&#39;s cumulative opinions are like a fingerprint, no two think alike. Therefore everyone should be free to pick </atom:summary><link>http://iloveq8.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-love-unity.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ILQ)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11903186.post-114911045265059591</guid><pubDate>Wed, 31 May 2006 20:56:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-04-15T23:35:23.816+03:00</atom:updated><title>I Love Q8 but lets say I didn’t….</title><atom:summary type="text">



Lets say I didn’t love Q8 (God forbid!), and loved another crappy country (naming no names)…… and lets say because I didn’t love Q8 I hate everything that resembles Q8 including every Q80 person in Q8, every cultural aspect …etc. … and lets say I would always complain (and yes maybe write a blog) about every single thing in Q8, in every biased way possible that is.Wouldn’t it be easier to </atom:summary><link>http://iloveq8.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-love-q8-but-lets-say-i-didnt.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ILQ)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/123/361564142_f397d3f914_t.jpg" height="72" width="72"/></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11903186.post-114754845881969090</guid><pubDate>Sat, 13 May 2006 18:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-05-13T22:33:26.900+03:00</atom:updated><title>I Love Hip People (Part 3)</title><atom:summary type="text">Someone else loves Q8, here are some excerpts from an interesting perspective:&quot;Most people I know here           came to Kuwait, the Promised Land, for maximum two years, or &quot;to           make enough money&#39;&quot; and go back home.      Countless Falafel and Shawerma sandwich years later, they are all           still here, grayed quite a bit, but very much here.&quot;&quot;Kuwait like a sandy desert spirit </atom:summary><link>http://iloveq8.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-love-hip-people-part-3.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ILQ)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11903186.post-113732541094174074</guid><pubDate>Sun, 15 Jan 2006 10:47:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-05-13T22:34:53.726+03:00</atom:updated><title>I Love the Solidarity</title><atom:summary type="text">We loved him;we never lived in terror in our own countrywe never felt like we can&#39;t express our selves freelythe money from our country&#39;s resources did (and still does) reach the people (unlike other regimes that hog all the money to the higher-ups in the ruling ladder)when we (people of Kuwait) didn&#39;t have a country back in 1990, we chose Sheikh Jabir as our Emir. He was the Emir before the </atom:summary><link>http://iloveq8.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-love-solidarity.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ILQ)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11903186.post-113718490349460253</guid><pubDate>Fri, 13 Jan 2006 20:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-01-13T23:43:42.833+03:00</atom:updated><title>I Love the Winter</title><atom:summary type="text">I&#39;m thankful that we have a change of seasons here, in my opinion it&#39;s a bit boring having the same weather all year round. Although winter in Kuwait is never too cold it is just cold enough to induce a change of wardrobe as well as a change of desert scenery, and THAT just makes it a little bit less-boring.Lovely things that announce WINTER HAS ARRIVED in Kuwait:duwaa (a mobile charcoal stove) </atom:summary><link>http://iloveq8.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-love-winter.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ILQ)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11903186.post-113636751952458622</guid><pubDate>Wed, 04 Jan 2006 08:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-01-04T12:38:39.536+03:00</atom:updated><title>I Love the Little Things that Matter</title><atom:summary type="text">I was Looking around for a new laptop sleeve because my old, fancy one doesn&#39;t really fit the new laptop.Since I&#39;m not a big fan of the complimentary black bags that are given out whenever you buy a new laptop, sleeves help me use any bag I want as a laptop bag, it basically just adds padded protection, the high quality stitching and material is not that important in this case. So I shopped </atom:summary><link>http://iloveq8.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-love-little-things-that-matter.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ILQ)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11903186.post-113346257228664498</guid><pubDate>Thu, 01 Dec 2005 18:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-04-15T23:23:37.828+03:00</atom:updated><title>I Love Great People</title><atom:summary type="text">

You can&#39;t say I love Kuwait without loving the people that make (and made) Kuwait. These people constitute the backbone of Kuwaiti society, they are not average in their manners, good deeds, humility, sweetness, and honour. They have greatness inscribed in every aspect of their lives. They&#39;re called great people for a reason, and today Kuwait lost one of those great people.
Her name is Lulwa Al</atom:summary><link>http://iloveq8.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-love-great-people.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ILQ)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/31/99781261_e40d53164e_t.jpg" height="72" width="72"/></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11903186.post-113334266448084841</guid><pubDate>Wed, 30 Nov 2005 09:44:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-04-15T23:31:50.190+03:00</atom:updated><title>I Love Going from Point A to B</title><atom:summary type="text">

It is a well known fact that Kuwait has a very sophisticated network of  highways and expressways.
To travel from point A to point B you have a wide selection of routes to choose from to reach point B, and just the ability to have this choice is a blessing not many countries have.</atom:summary><link>http://iloveq8.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-love-going-from-point-to-b.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ILQ)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/161/345744445_6754b21b14_t.jpg" height="72" width="72"/></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11903186.post-113234701411433023</guid><pubDate>Mon, 21 Nov 2005 06:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2005-11-20T22:32:14.163+03:00</atom:updated><title>I Love Hip People (Part 2)</title><atom:summary type="text">She&#39;s a frequent traveller old lady, I got to know her onboard Kuwait Airways, seated next to me*.She says have you heard of this campaign promoting the Kuwaiti products? I say yes. She says that&#39;s me! I&#39;m all about the campaign.She only buys Kuwaiti products at the Coop, and only flies Kuwait Airways despite the excellent competition, and no matter how bad the Kuwaiti Airliner can be she will </atom:summary><link>http://iloveq8.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-love-hip-people-part-2.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ILQ)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11903186.post-113334286906004801</guid><pubDate>Sat, 19 Nov 2005 09:27:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-04-09T15:21:23.279+03:00</atom:updated><title>I Love the Bling Bling</title><atom:summary type="text">

When the aeroplane is taking off and you forget your reading material temporarily stored in the overhead compartment, you have no choice but to reach for the inflight magazine provided. I recently read this article (in one of those magazines they hand out before boarding the plane [the name will go here someday]) about how unique the gold market is here. Although the prices and the high carat </atom:summary><link>http://iloveq8.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-love-bling-bling.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ILQ)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfdSQVT2DiYZCrfp27kBlRHG5DPCDZ5pP-BxUHpM-Ycif2a-Fxm-PuiYxcLodABA5OCDIW1iX_tHZpqSODr5lVfekIOFBMXWG0cOqLQwBoLm_pImV58lk6JkCoOnjnYYLAosSD/s72-c/DSC04496.JPG" height="72" width="72"/></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11903186.post-113067457389772057</guid><pubDate>Sun, 30 Oct 2005 23:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2005-10-30T15:16:13.910+03:00</atom:updated><title>I Love the Neighbours</title><atom:summary type="text">Almost every other day this Ramadhan, just before futoor... we would hear a polite knock or ring of our front door. It would be someone from one of the houses on our street with a steaming pot or plate of their home cooking. Although the dishes are all similar to ones we make ourselves, I love sampling these generous tokens of our neighbours&#39; friendship because the differences in preparation make</atom:summary><link>http://iloveq8.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-love-neighbours.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Gigi)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11903186.post-112988634630063234</guid><pubDate>Fri, 21 Oct 2005 19:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2005-10-21T13:05:17.963+03:00</atom:updated><title>I Love *I Love Q8*</title><atom:summary type="text">I love the fact that there are people who love this small, great country.I love the fact that there are people who appreciate everything this country has to offer.I love the fact that there are people who can see the beauty and the goodness of this country&#39;s people.I love the fact that there are people who, like me, don&#39;t follow the adage that &quot;il-khair ekhu9 wil shar e3im&quot;, but who take that </atom:summary><link>http://iloveq8.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-love-i-love-q8.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Gigi)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11903186.post-112950075134959882</guid><pubDate>Mon, 17 Oct 2005 07:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2005-10-21T02:50:02.713+03:00</atom:updated><title>I Love Ramadan in Q8</title><atom:summary type="text">Most people prefer to spend Ramadan in their own country, I&#39;m one of those people.Note: today is the first day of Girge&#39;an, celebrating mid-Ramdan and treating kids with lots of candy in return for their singing door to door....oh and BTW, writing is not my forte.</atom:summary><link>http://iloveq8.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-love-ramadan-in-q8.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ILQ)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11903186.post-111964571021431547</guid><pubDate>Fri, 24 Jun 2005 20:24:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2005-07-01T03:26:11.896+03:00</atom:updated><title>I Love Hip People (Part 1)</title><atom:summary type="text">   It&#39;s made in Kuwait   By a Kuwaiti (Mrs. Laila AlGhanim)   Made of driftwood   lampshade is made of recycled paper   Proceeds go to Hayat Committee for Cancer Patients </atom:summary><link>http://iloveq8.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-love-hip-people-part-1.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ILQ)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11903186.post-111928891951251824</guid><pubDate>Tue, 21 Jun 2005 00:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2005-07-01T03:27:51.710+03:00</atom:updated><title>I Love This Form of Advertising</title><atom:summary type="text">Bridges in Kuwait are not that huge in fact they might be called an overpass for all I know. What I DO know is that they are the prettiest, most well maintained bridges I&#39;ve ever seen. Since the Kuwaiti government does not take taxes from us to maintain the streets and highways, these bridges/overpasses are sponsored by any company in Kuwait, which in turn, paints the dull, grey cement a lovely </atom:summary><link>http://iloveq8.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-love-this-form-of-advertising.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ILQ)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11903186.post-111442913374602628</guid><pubDate>Mon, 25 Apr 2005 11:27:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2005-06-17T03:21:31.950+03:00</atom:updated><title>I Love the SUV Drivers</title><atom:summary type="text">This happened to me several times on the road by both male and female drivers. At first I thought that it might be gender related, I was wrong. Then I thought that there might be a correlation between the make of the car and the behavioral pattern of the driver, it turned out that there wasn&#39;t.You see, I would be stopping at a traffic light or stuck in a traffic jam during the &#39;darkness hours&#39; </atom:summary><link>http://iloveq8.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-love-suv-drivers.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ILQ)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11903186.post-111843253834724569</guid><pubDate>Thu, 21 Apr 2005 06:45:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2005-06-25T00:05:16.250+03:00</atom:updated><title>I Love the Way I See It</title><atom:summary type="text">Sure I know Kuwait is no heaven on earth and sure I know that there will always be some aspects that need improvement, but that&#39;s not what this blog is about.So do I have my head stuck in the sand? em no, I just see things differently.kuwait</atom:summary><link>http://iloveq8.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-love-way-i-see-it.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ILQ)</author></item></channel></rss>