<?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-4024491587713153403</id><updated>2012-02-16T13:15:46.770-08:00</updated><title type='text'>;call me if you get rich</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jumping-jacks.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4024491587713153403/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jumping-jacks.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Priya/Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16616440853116000495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>3</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4024491587713153403.post-8352601407448960649</id><published>2007-08-18T12:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T12:52:54.655-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sisterhood of ilamas</title><content type='html'>I miss Niamh like hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BITCH YOU SO HAVE TO CALL ME EVERDAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole gang+Brady+Farah went for Singfest last week. OMG COBRA STARSHIP PWNZ. We didn't stay for Gym Class Heroes though since Brady had to rush for some fancy dinner and everyone else had some sort of pre-commitment to fulfill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been ages since the whole gang's gotten together. It feels slightly empty with Niamh's departure - yes, I would be lying if I said it didn't affect us. We met up again today in Vivo to watch Bourne Ultimatum. No I did NOT watch it for Matt Damon. I watched it because Life gave it like 5 stars and I do appreciate good movies for reasons other than a supposedly hot leading actor. It was quite good really, but I am not one for action flicks so I got quite tired of all the fast-paced frenzy and started focusing on my popcorn halfway in the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH and I am going shopping tomorrow with Mum at Marina Square because she's in a good mood of some sort. Yeah, but like we all know I would probably end up splurging more on food than on clothes...so oh well. I am &lt;em&gt;such&lt;/em&gt; a food whore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4024491587713153403-8352601407448960649?l=jumping-jacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jumping-jacks.blogspot.com/feeds/8352601407448960649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4024491587713153403&amp;postID=8352601407448960649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4024491587713153403/posts/default/8352601407448960649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4024491587713153403/posts/default/8352601407448960649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jumping-jacks.blogspot.com/2007/08/sisterhood-of-ilamas.html' title='sisterhood of ilamas'/><author><name>Priya/Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16616440853116000495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4024491587713153403.post-1090303522526738341</id><published>2007-08-09T08:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T08:39:50.764-07:00</updated><title type='text'>;the matt=hot hypothesis</title><content type='html'>Myke Guest Blogs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How could anyone accuse Matt Daemon of being anything less than hot? Either than someone who is completely blind and cannot see perfection when it presents itself. Oh and I need someone to watch Bourne Ultimatum with me on the opening day, because yes, I am obsessed like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blogging is bo-oring. I am sorry, all netizens to whom this online diary business appears fascinating but I have always seen the Internet as sort of a facade. This materialistic thing imported by technology. Dumping your feelings into it feels like you are detaching part of your soul and fixing it to a machine. Yes, I know I am weird but I do feel strongly about odd stuff like these....bleh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh god, school's going to open. I am actually looking forward a little to it. Priya's going to be rocking in England with her brains, and I am going to miss her like hell. But communication is not lost between continents and we are going to talk everyday on the phone, damn the phone bill. My holidays weren't worth elaborating. We didn't go overseas because Dad's been swarmed with work so my afternoons were spent with different friends, or lazing around in the house. Shamefully, I didn't study much and I know I am going to regret it when lessons seem like Greek to me. Time to shift into Geek Mode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yaysome. I am really out of stuff to say. BYE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: matt is hot. period. lee has no taste. shown.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4024491587713153403-1090303522526738341?l=jumping-jacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jumping-jacks.blogspot.com/feeds/1090303522526738341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4024491587713153403&amp;postID=1090303522526738341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4024491587713153403/posts/default/1090303522526738341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4024491587713153403/posts/default/1090303522526738341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jumping-jacks.blogspot.com/2007/08/matthot-hypothesis.html' title=';the matt=hot hypothesis'/><author><name>Priya/Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16616440853116000495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4024491587713153403.post-6521995557824366260</id><published>2007-08-08T08:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T08:48:44.095-07:00</updated><title type='text'>school blues</title><content type='html'>School's going to open in a week, and I am absolutely dreading school. Niamh's not going to be here, and I have this gut instinct that Mrs Leonie is going to leave. We will probably like get this balding, pot bellied loser as a replacement. Our school comes up with the worst substitutes, really. I mean I don't know WHERE they get them from...the back alley?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I MIGHT have to start tennis again, and I haven't picked up a racket in weeks. I don't think I can even look at Coach without cringing. I always get these own-up-or-die vibes when she stares at me. I think I might quit and pick up something else...like debate. After the whole Arena fame, everyone's been going on about debate and it wouldn't hurt to try in something which is based on talking. Bobbie claims I might scare the judges with my 'flamboyancy' but well, atleast I am not sweating the Red Sea on the court trying to chase tennis balls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and Mykela has been going on about Matt Damon all week....and I would like to claim here that he is &lt;strong&gt;NOT&lt;/strong&gt; hot. I mean sure, he's got a decent body but honestly! I think Pierce Brosnan was waaaaaaay hotter in Remington Steele. Now that I have argued my case, Mikey if you are reading this I &lt;strong&gt;REFUSE&lt;/strong&gt; to watch Bourne Ultimatum with you. 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