<?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-1643565690522899487</id><updated>2011-07-28T06:54:48.542-07:00</updated><category term='facebook'/><category term='squash'/><category term='spy'/><category term='angst'/><category term='DIE'/><category term='stress'/><category term='church'/><category term='chinese new year'/><category term='religion'/><category term='1S20 poem'/><category term='Flies'/><category term='bored'/><category term='school'/><category term='A levels'/><category term='GP'/><category term='sleepy'/><category term='rant'/><title type='text'>The Battle Box</title><subtitle type='html'>Nick's War Room</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12802615680955693980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R6rlBoxEo5I/AAAAAAAAABU/rqVDID2KXHk/S220/Fisheye_me.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>75</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1643565690522899487.post-510037582068824433</id><published>2010-01-03T18:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T18:33:04.018-08:00</updated><title type='text'>To HELL</title><content type='html'>PES C9L3, going in today. DIE. will(might) blog in 2 weeks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1643565690522899487-510037582068824433?l=thebattlebox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/feeds/510037582068824433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1643565690522899487&amp;postID=510037582068824433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/510037582068824433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/510037582068824433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/2010/01/to-hell.html' title='To HELL'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12802615680955693980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R6rlBoxEo5I/AAAAAAAAABU/rqVDID2KXHk/S220/Fisheye_me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1643565690522899487.post-2116941940172272430</id><published>2009-11-26T16:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T17:07:54.182-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing to do</title><content type='html'>Ok, so the A levels are (almost) over. Just like the O levels, Bio MCQ has been left for last, a (torturous?) 10 day wait, I've decided that I shall do at least 1 MCQ paper a day, hopefully that will be enough. Must try to get at least 36 for MCQ. Day after bio paper 3, headed to Gnui's place. Now I have a bucketload of games to play, too bad I already finished one of them. MW2 was great while it lasted, but no MP on the XBOX. Mass Effect is deserving a second playthrough. Gears of War2 is done(lol) and now I'm pushing for permission from my mum to buy guitar hero.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aside from games, I really need to train up for the upcoming conscription to the local military force. Don't why they don't leave PRs out of this. Most of us don't even pledge allegiance to the country. Heck, many Singaporeans are like that too. Some will get the first tickets out on the first sign of trouble(not saying that there will be,  with few enemies and few resources for anyone to steal) Shrish Muregesan, one of my Secondary school classmates is literally "zhao"-ing at the end of the A levels. Looks like I've gone way off course. Yea so I'm gonna start by going to the gym today, ta.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1643565690522899487-2116941940172272430?l=thebattlebox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/feeds/2116941940172272430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1643565690522899487&amp;postID=2116941940172272430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/2116941940172272430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/2116941940172272430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/2009/11/nothing-to-do.html' title='Nothing to do'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12802615680955693980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R6rlBoxEo5I/AAAAAAAAABU/rqVDID2KXHk/S220/Fisheye_me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1643565690522899487.post-6314971965639828365</id><published>2009-11-22T01:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T01:40:02.951-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some shit like that</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 22px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;"Once is happenstance, twice is coincidence, three times is enemy action and over 600 is clearly the work of an ancient Sumerian demon or some shit." -Ian Fleming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1643565690522899487-6314971965639828365?l=thebattlebox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/feeds/6314971965639828365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1643565690522899487&amp;postID=6314971965639828365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/6314971965639828365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/6314971965639828365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/2009/11/some-shit-like-that.html' title='Some shit like that'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12802615680955693980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R6rlBoxEo5I/AAAAAAAAABU/rqVDID2KXHk/S220/Fisheye_me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1643565690522899487.post-4974340123492918554</id><published>2009-10-17T07:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T08:05:55.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Farewell, TPJC</title><content type='html'>So, yesterday was my last official school day in TPJC. Initially, I hated it with a passion. Perhaps that was because of anger directed at myself, because I didn't do well enough to enter VJ, which was all part of my parents' GRAND SCHEME OF THINGS. Or at least I like to call it that anyway, since they seem to have everything all planned out. So forward looking. I performed today, and it sucked Huge hard donkey balls, but I managed to escape with this:&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/StncB987JPI/AAAAAAAAA1U/X7C2mFanBjM/s320/Bassguitar.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393583955120956658" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And it's more than enough to justify the experience, that of being in my first band, whether or not I got along well with its other members, I just want to make some noise dammit, and make some noise we did. This final day in TPJC was pretty emotionless for me. Despite all the friends(only a few, actually) that i've made in this school, I don't have that much of an emotional attachment with it, unlike the one I have with dear VS. Leave school arr, okay lor. However, TPJC has provided me with a satisfactory education and some good times, so for that, I am happy. I must make it a point to thank my teachers properly after all this shit is over. ECONS D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1643565690522899487-4974340123492918554?l=thebattlebox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/feeds/4974340123492918554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1643565690522899487&amp;postID=4974340123492918554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/4974340123492918554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/4974340123492918554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/2009/10/farewell-tpjc.html' title='Farewell, TPJC'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12802615680955693980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R6rlBoxEo5I/AAAAAAAAABU/rqVDID2KXHk/S220/Fisheye_me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/StncB987JPI/AAAAAAAAA1U/X7C2mFanBjM/s72-c/Bassguitar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1643565690522899487.post-8103367005244150923</id><published>2009-09-28T08:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T08:21:07.785-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='angst'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Hate this shit.</title><content type='html'>I have begun to dread going to school. It seems everywhere I go, at any one time, someone is there to do something to piss me off. I just feel like staying home all day to study in peace. I actually used to enjoy going to school in J1. not so much anymore. I know it's me. Everyone's being their usual self, it's just me who's changing, becoming this obnoxious foul-mouthed bastard, who explodes at the smallest things. I am aware of my shortening fuse, and I hate it. I can't do anything to stop myself from getting angry. I used to be happy all the time, in Primary and Secondary school. Perhaps the stress and lack of sleep is catching up to me. I think guitar was the only thing that was keeping me sane during J1 and the earlier part of this year. There's no guitar anymore, and I have yet to buy a new set of strings for my guitar. Let's just get this over with, here's hoping that it will all be over soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1643565690522899487-8103367005244150923?l=thebattlebox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/feeds/8103367005244150923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1643565690522899487&amp;postID=8103367005244150923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/8103367005244150923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/8103367005244150923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/2009/09/hate-this-shit.html' title='Hate this shit.'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12802615680955693980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R6rlBoxEo5I/AAAAAAAAABU/rqVDID2KXHk/S220/Fisheye_me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1643565690522899487.post-2899597637896861904</id><published>2009-09-20T08:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T08:50:17.945-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bored'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facebook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A levels'/><title type='text'>Once upon a midnight dreary...</title><content type='html'>Long time no post. Very very long time. Half out of boredom, half out of reluctance to FINISH MY DAMNED BIO HOMEWORK TO BE HANDED IN ON TUESDAY OR SOME CRAP LIKE THAT, I have decided to revive my blog, by now covered under probably an inch of dust, dead skin cells and otherworldly particles. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Though so long has passed, there still isn't that much to talk about, or maybe it's just that i'm tired and sleepy. Tis' the exams, they are taking their toll on me, even though I've already taken 3 days off, I've sorta lost the stamina to study. Just feel like sitting around and idling, stare at stuff, go to facebook every 15 minutes although I know nothing is happening, PLAYING FRIGGEN TETRIS on facebook. I'm getting tired of this shit, yet I musn't. And yet, after all this crap is over, after the A's, what am I going to do? my past 3 years were devoted very much significantly to studying, day to night, then wake up the next morning, rinse, cleanse, repeat Ad Nauseum. I still refuse to sleep during the day, and I do not wish to break my track record of approximately 14 years without sleeping in the day. As tired as I feel these days, I refuse to sleep during the day. Call me crazy all you want, I aint wastin' time on snoozing when there's good stuff to be doing.*looks at earlier part of the paragraph*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just done with the prelims, they were horrible, but better than SA1. Dunno if that's a good thing or a bad thing. 2 months to A Levels, whoopee. I'm probably still not going to be getting any A's for prelims, and this worries me to hell. On the other hand, I have been hanging out with excellent company, be it my awesome study partners or good ol' VS guys. We might just pull through. Might. Looking forward to a breath of fresh air at the end of the year. Then NS. Horrible horrible NS. My friends say i'll gain weight and buff up in NS. I'm not so sure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been thinking a bit about religion, Christianity and all that jazz. I'm still uncertain about the whole shebang. I acknowledge that there might be some godly being out there, yet Science tells me otherwise. I've been going to church with some friends, to try to answer some of my questions. It's been interesting, enough for me to return weekly. Besides, gives me an excuse to study afterwards, as of today, I remain an agnostic. I do detest people who promote atheism because they think they're "cool" as the odd one out, I hate them with a passion. While they do have a right to spread their views to others, please get the fuck out of my face if I tell you to. I've heard and read about many theories and arguments, and they do hold water. I find all this fascinating and intriguing but i'd like to make my own decision and come to my own conclusions, thank you very much. I will choose what to accept and what not to accept, and I will give you a piece of my personal mind if you do not comply. AAANYWAY, i'll keep my mind open, and see what comes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Should I or should I not go back to bio?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1643565690522899487-2899597637896861904?l=thebattlebox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/feeds/2899597637896861904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1643565690522899487&amp;postID=2899597637896861904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/2899597637896861904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/2899597637896861904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/2009/09/once-upon-midnight-dreary.html' title='Once upon a midnight dreary...'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12802615680955693980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R6rlBoxEo5I/AAAAAAAAABU/rqVDID2KXHk/S220/Fisheye_me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1643565690522899487.post-5504506119903717364</id><published>2009-07-03T06:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T06:41:11.028-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TEST</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/Sk4KZMiS8VI/AAAAAAAAA08/S_W9NC5Uvn4/s1600-h/Bizarro.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 294px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/Sk4KZMiS8VI/AAAAAAAAA08/S_W9NC5Uvn4/s320/Bizarro.bmp" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354228434968179026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAI TEST POSTLOLOLOL&lt;br /&gt;OL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1643565690522899487-5504506119903717364?l=thebattlebox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/feeds/5504506119903717364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1643565690522899487&amp;postID=5504506119903717364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/5504506119903717364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/5504506119903717364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/2009/07/test.html' title='TEST'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12802615680955693980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R6rlBoxEo5I/AAAAAAAAABU/rqVDID2KXHk/S220/Fisheye_me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/Sk4KZMiS8VI/AAAAAAAAA08/S_W9NC5Uvn4/s72-c/Bizarro.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1643565690522899487.post-6387573926183480606</id><published>2009-06-07T01:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T01:26:33.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No more guitar</title><content type='html'>Well, that's that. As of yesterday, the reign of TPGE08-09 ended, and everybody not-so-happily returned home to mugging for their respective exams.(preceded only by much needed sleep). As I put away Guitar no. 12 into its hard case for the last time, I realised that I wouldn't be the next person to take it out again. It was a poignant scene. With 2 of the girls crying away beside me, I kissed the case and patted it goodbye, and haltingly walked out of the guitar room. I wanted to go back in, but decided to distance myself away from the room as quickly as possible. The damn SYF sticker is still on the guitar. Should have taken it off. Last night, I played through all of our pieces once again, and it was kind of difficult not to notice the emptiness in the songs, the lack of a melody, or accompaniment. I won't be playing with the ensemble again for a loong time. Though we will still see each other in school, we will not be producing music together, and it makes all the difference. &lt;div&gt;We'll see what happens.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1643565690522899487-6387573926183480606?l=thebattlebox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/feeds/6387573926183480606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1643565690522899487&amp;postID=6387573926183480606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/6387573926183480606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/6387573926183480606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/2009/06/no-more-guitar.html' title='No more guitar'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12802615680955693980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R6rlBoxEo5I/AAAAAAAAABU/rqVDID2KXHk/S220/Fisheye_me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1643565690522899487.post-2552976651840333947</id><published>2009-05-18T07:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T07:15:50.487-07:00</updated><title type='text'>-</title><content type='html'>It's been a long long time since I last cried. My grandma's returning to Hong Kong tomorrow morning while I go off to school as per normal. She's so old, and she knows it. I can't bear to imagine what it would be like without her around. This is very probably the last time she's in Singapore to visit, hopefully it's not the last time I ever see her again. The post ends here. Any more of this and i'm gonna cry again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1643565690522899487-2552976651840333947?l=thebattlebox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/feeds/2552976651840333947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1643565690522899487&amp;postID=2552976651840333947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/2552976651840333947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/2552976651840333947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html' title='-'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12802615680955693980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R6rlBoxEo5I/AAAAAAAAABU/rqVDID2KXHk/S220/Fisheye_me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1643565690522899487.post-5103828093491743197</id><published>2009-04-28T02:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T02:48:18.469-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SYF 2009</title><content type='html'>Well, TPJC Guitar Ensemble got Silver this year.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2007:Gold with Honours&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2009:Silver&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sounds like a world of difference doesn't it? For months we worked our asses off. I'm sure that my "lack of ass" has become even more scarce by now. ACJC got Gold, congrats and good job to you. We were always on par, perhaps you finally outplayed us today. SAC got Gold as well. I'm not so happy about this one. I'm sure that anyone who has heard SAC play will agree that it IS gold with honours material, and then some funny-sounding neighbourhood school comes and steals the title away. MJC got Gold as well. Granted, they did play fairly well, but i'd say they do not play as well as ACJC and SAC. If MJC deserved to get a gold, TPJC deserved to get a gold as well. I hope that it wasn't their fancy expensive pregnant bass guitars that gave them the title.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ah well. Too bad there's no next time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1643565690522899487-5103828093491743197?l=thebattlebox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/feeds/5103828093491743197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1643565690522899487&amp;postID=5103828093491743197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/5103828093491743197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/5103828093491743197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/2009/04/syf-2009.html' title='SYF 2009'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12802615680955693980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R6rlBoxEo5I/AAAAAAAAABU/rqVDID2KXHk/S220/Fisheye_me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1643565690522899487.post-6267787407323781452</id><published>2009-04-24T07:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T07:21:07.077-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TPGE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/SfHKQNJW17I/AAAAAAAAA0s/8MXw_K84pGo/s1600-h/IMG_7379.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/SfHKQNJW17I/AAAAAAAAA0s/8MXw_K84pGo/s320/IMG_7379.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328262213911631794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's me right on top of everyone else. Obviously I'm not THAT tall. I tiptoed :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1643565690522899487-6267787407323781452?l=thebattlebox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/feeds/6267787407323781452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1643565690522899487&amp;postID=6267787407323781452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/6267787407323781452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/6267787407323781452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/2009/04/tpge.html' title='TPGE'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12802615680955693980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R6rlBoxEo5I/AAAAAAAAABU/rqVDID2KXHk/S220/Fisheye_me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/SfHKQNJW17I/AAAAAAAAA0s/8MXw_K84pGo/s72-c/IMG_7379.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1643565690522899487.post-2767317151537912568</id><published>2009-04-20T08:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T08:27:38.057-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG I'M 18</title><content type='html'>about a month late, but still, i remember how I didn't want to grow up when I was 12. I'm scared of death.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1643565690522899487-2767317151537912568?l=thebattlebox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/feeds/2767317151537912568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1643565690522899487&amp;postID=2767317151537912568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/2767317151537912568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/2767317151537912568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/2009/04/omg-im-18.html' title='OMG I&apos;M 18'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12802615680955693980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R6rlBoxEo5I/AAAAAAAAABU/rqVDID2KXHk/S220/Fisheye_me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1643565690522899487.post-5782480055253227435</id><published>2009-04-19T04:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T05:08:17.810-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='squash'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GP'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DIE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Flies'/><title type='text'>DIE, MOTHERFUCKERS, DIE!</title><content type='html'>Apparently it is D-day for the flies, and they forgot to send me a memo.&lt;br /&gt;So a battalion of about 23 flies assaulted my room a few hours ago. Immediately, I alerted the troops, got to the battalions and hauled out the Ridsect. It's got the image of a dead mosquito on it but what the hell. The flies appeared to be attracted to my lamp so i just aimed and OPENED FIRE! DIE YOU PIECES OF SHIT. YOU SHAT ON MY GP ESSAY! Closed the door to prevent further intrusions and just in time too. Theres like 10 flies kamikaze-ing into my window at this very moment. I surveyed the damage. 1 very slightly dirtied GP essay, 23 FUCKING FLIES DEAD.pwned the flies 23-1. That'll teach ya. And oh wow, here's another crawling on my table. SQUASHdasASDNASD with tissue paper. Join the shit in the sewers kthxbai. And wtf, here's another. Climb into my keyboard won't you. He thinks he's some fly spy. And wow, go on and hide underneath my "i" key too. iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii&lt;br /&gt;Mission accomplished. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Revised score:25-1 maybe +1 sympathy point to the flies for leaving muck beneath my "i" key. Nick is triumphant.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1643565690522899487-5782480055253227435?l=thebattlebox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/feeds/5782480055253227435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1643565690522899487&amp;postID=5782480055253227435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/5782480055253227435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/5782480055253227435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/2009/04/die-motherfuckers-die.html' title='DIE, MOTHERFUCKERS, DIE!'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12802615680955693980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R6rlBoxEo5I/AAAAAAAAABU/rqVDID2KXHk/S220/Fisheye_me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1643565690522899487.post-1558621802077099945</id><published>2009-04-17T05:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T05:46:57.159-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mathematics.</title><content type='html'>How do I hate thee? Let me count the ways...&lt;br /&gt;I hate thee to the depth and breadth and height&lt;br /&gt;My cher can't teach, though always in my sight.&lt;br /&gt;For the ends of Being and ideal Grace&lt;br /&gt;I hate thee to the level of everyday's&lt;br /&gt;Most hateful need, by sum and getting right.&lt;br /&gt;I hate thee freely, as GC yields no might;&lt;br /&gt;I hate thee purely, as my patience frays.&lt;br /&gt;I hate thee even with passion fruit, juiced.&lt;br /&gt;In my old briefs, and with no time to bathe.&lt;br /&gt;I hate thee with a hate that's not obtuse.&lt;br /&gt;With my lost saints, I hate thee to the death,&lt;br /&gt;Grimaces, tears for all my life! And if God choose,&lt;br /&gt;I shall but hate thee better after death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, it's been a reaaaaally long time since my last post, half because I don't know what to blog about and half because i'm too busy studying. Life has been really hectic for the past few months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guitar+A Levels=no life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I got my sticker on my guitar today, my ticket into participation in SYF. It doesn't mean much though. I'm expecting each and every J2 member of TPJC guitar ensemble to qualify for SYF. It would be such a waste if it doesn't happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, OMG Video Games Live! *drools* Who wants to go?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1643565690522899487-1558621802077099945?l=thebattlebox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/feeds/1558621802077099945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1643565690522899487&amp;postID=1558621802077099945' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/1558621802077099945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/1558621802077099945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/2009/04/mathematics.html' title='Mathematics.'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12802615680955693980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R6rlBoxEo5I/AAAAAAAAABU/rqVDID2KXHk/S220/Fisheye_me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1643565690522899487.post-941750733783460403</id><published>2009-02-09T05:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T05:25:44.703-08:00</updated><title type='text'>EPIC WIN SONG</title><content type='html'>Am playing this for TPJC J1 orientation night. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6zQgKk3g7Uo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6zQgKk3g7Uo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1643565690522899487-941750733783460403?l=thebattlebox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/feeds/941750733783460403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1643565690522899487&amp;postID=941750733783460403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/941750733783460403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/941750733783460403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/2009/02/epic-win-song.html' title='EPIC WIN SONG'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12802615680955693980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R6rlBoxEo5I/AAAAAAAAABU/rqVDID2KXHk/S220/Fisheye_me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1643565690522899487.post-8576829980994926641</id><published>2009-01-28T05:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T05:06:12.533-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is serious shit.</title><content type='html'>Here's something to ponder over:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/42E2fAWM6rA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/42E2fAWM6rA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1643565690522899487-8576829980994926641?l=thebattlebox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/feeds/8576829980994926641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1643565690522899487&amp;postID=8576829980994926641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/882965178816194618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/882965178816194618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/2008/12/holy-shit.html' title='Holy shit'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12802615680955693980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R6rlBoxEo5I/AAAAAAAAABU/rqVDID2KXHk/S220/Fisheye_me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/SUm3pJgOgBI/AAAAAAAAA0I/ps-ieh1Qg7c/s72-c/motorbear1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1643565690522899487.post-1792466486362050693</id><published>2008-11-16T21:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T21:38:12.346-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lol, its finally the holidays, and theres NOTHING TO DO. *goes to do holiday homework. &lt;div&gt;Half of 08S01 went to celebrate Daphne's birthday yesterday, was pretty fun, though we didn't get to go to the arcade. Then we went to watch Madagascar 2, it's a decent show, and worth watching for the laughs, i even got some lil toy plane thingie from it! Back to homework. and check this out: CLICK IT btw&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target='_blank' title='ImageShack - Image And Video Hosting' href='http://imageshack.us/'&gt;&lt;img src='http://img101.imageshack.us/img101/4901/10648yo4.jpg' border='0'/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://g.imageshack.us/img101/10648yo4.jpg/1/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img101.imageshack.us/img101/10648yo4.jpg/1/w1140.png" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1643565690522899487-1792466486362050693?l=thebattlebox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/feeds/1792466486362050693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1643565690522899487&amp;postID=1792466486362050693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/1792466486362050693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/1792466486362050693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/2008/11/lol-its-finally-holidays-and-theres.html' title=''/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12802615680955693980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R6rlBoxEo5I/AAAAAAAAABU/rqVDID2KXHk/S220/Fisheye_me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1643565690522899487.post-4494361070568527472</id><published>2008-11-06T03:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T03:26:02.618-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Obama came from the Barracks</title><content type='html'>Obama! :D McCain is such an old fart!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1643565690522899487-4494361070568527472?l=thebattlebox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/feeds/4494361070568527472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1643565690522899487&amp;postID=4494361070568527472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/4494361070568527472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/4494361070568527472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/2008/11/obama-came-from-barracks.html' title='Obama came from the Barracks'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12802615680955693980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R6rlBoxEo5I/AAAAAAAAABU/rqVDID2KXHk/S220/Fisheye_me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1643565690522899487.post-5632339251933475008</id><published>2008-10-25T06:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T06:25:05.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'>X08</title><content type='html'>My rating for today: EPIC.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A day out, and well spent. Faithfully, I went to the X08 event at Marina Square like the gaming nerd I am, together with Gnui and was going to meet up with Ashpenn as well, but he was being lazy again. (stop sleeping, damn you!) First and foremost, lunch at Carl's Jr. Epic lunch. Filled me till night time(literally) then on to the games! Force Unleashed, Fracture, Gears of War 2, Rock band 2. You name it, they got it. Even the unreleased ones. Mirror's Edge, Far Cry2, TOMB RAIDER UNDERWORLD (woo), Left4dead. What a list. Tried them all. But the highlight was official Tomb Raider model, Allison Carrol coming on stage. That was awesome. All the right moves, not to mention the perfect figure :P copped 3 free posters as well. All in all, a day well spent with my best mates. Everyday should be a day like this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1643565690522899487-5632339251933475008?l=thebattlebox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/feeds/5632339251933475008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1643565690522899487&amp;postID=5632339251933475008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/5632339251933475008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/5632339251933475008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/2008/10/x08.html' title='X08'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12802615680955693980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R6rlBoxEo5I/AAAAAAAAABU/rqVDID2KXHk/S220/Fisheye_me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1643565690522899487.post-6683659952818474865</id><published>2008-10-09T05:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T05:34:49.324-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sick like a dog</title><content type='html'>I am still sick. I'm tired of this shit. Everyday its the same thing. 3 in the morning, i wake up to find myself shivering and freezing, then mum comes in to give me my medicine or i go get it myself. At 6, I drag myself out of bed and go to school. I avoid all the airconditioned areas, cause those give me the really big chills. Absolutely not nice at all. I've been skipping lots of school lately though. A lot of the time in the classrooms is spent on trying to control my shivering, so what's the point?The meds are strong stuff. They make me feel normal for a while at least, but its just a short-term thing. Afew hours later, its hell again. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really hope this sickness is nothing too serious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1643565690522899487-6683659952818474865?l=thebattlebox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/feeds/6683659952818474865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1643565690522899487&amp;postID=6683659952818474865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/6683659952818474865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/6683659952818474865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/2008/10/sick-like-dog.html' title='sick like a dog'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12802615680955693980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R6rlBoxEo5I/AAAAAAAAABU/rqVDID2KXHk/S220/Fisheye_me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1643565690522899487.post-7640763071843939995</id><published>2008-10-02T22:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T22:57:04.808-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fever</title><content type='html'>Fever. Tired. Damn you Nigel. Lazy bastard. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TMoJRLStD9c&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TMoJRLStD9c&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1643565690522899487-7640763071843939995?l=thebattlebox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/feeds/7640763071843939995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1643565690522899487&amp;postID=7640763071843939995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/7640763071843939995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/7640763071843939995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/2008/10/fever.html' title='Fever'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12802615680955693980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R6rlBoxEo5I/AAAAAAAAABU/rqVDID2KXHk/S220/Fisheye_me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1643565690522899487.post-3776575513367137609</id><published>2008-09-30T07:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T07:24:23.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We Are All Made of Stars</title><content type='html'>I love Moby. His music is so... familiar and awesome. That really catchy tune you heard in that movie? By Moby. The one you heard in the commercial? Composed by Moby. Just love his style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Porcelain &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Moby &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my dreams I'm dying all the time&lt;br /&gt;As I wake its kaleidoscopic mind&lt;br /&gt;I never meant to hurt you&lt;br /&gt;I never meant to lie&lt;br /&gt;So this is goodbye&lt;br /&gt;This is goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell the truth you never wanted me&lt;br /&gt;Tell me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my dreams I'm jealous all the time&lt;br /&gt;As I wake I'm going out of my mind&lt;br /&gt;Going out of my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, watched a 1995 movie called "12 Monkeys" Very good stuff. It addresses a lot of philosophical themes and others like madness, time paradoxes and stuff, it stars Bruce Willis, Madeleine Stowe and Brad Pitt. I felt really depressed after watching it though. Not because the ending sucked but because it was so friggen sad, gave me a "what the fuck, man..." moment, excuse the language. Definitely a movie worth watching, highly recommended by me(if that means anything at all :D)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1643565690522899487-3776575513367137609?l=thebattlebox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/feeds/3776575513367137609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1643565690522899487&amp;postID=3776575513367137609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/3776575513367137609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/3776575513367137609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/2008/09/we-are-all-made-of-stars.html' title='We Are All Made of Stars'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12802615680955693980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R6rlBoxEo5I/AAAAAAAAABU/rqVDID2KXHk/S220/Fisheye_me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1643565690522899487.post-4970074258231037582</id><published>2008-09-27T07:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T07:23:16.067-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends=fun</title><content type='html'>Enjoyed myself tremendously yesterday and today. Yesterday, Hong Aik came over and we went cycling, all the way to Changi Airport and back, it was EXHAUSTING. He slept over, and I kinda taught him how to play the guitar(a little). I'm a good teacher right???&lt;br /&gt;To quote Hong aik, this is his version of what happened:"After dinner, we embarked on a journey to the East. I wanted to know-oh-oh-oh-oh, if it's possible to get to the Airport Terminals on bike. We cycled at a fairly fast speed, stopping only once at East Coast Seafood Centre for a drink. I met a few familiar faces as well. I had a great time, chatting and enjoying the breeze slapping my face constantly. Remember? Air resistance=k X velocity^2. Haha. He told me about how scouts once trekked all the way to airport. I can't decide to stand on the supporting or disapproving side of such things, but all I know is I sympathise with them. The sun was setting and it was getting darker by the minute. Finally, we came to a fork in the road and there was a cyclist also there. Politely, I asked if it was possible to cycle to the airport terminals, and I must admit I was disappointed when he told me that the terminals and the path we were on are separated by the airplane runway. In other words, it's impossible. My heart sank as I always believed it was possible. Nevertheless, I decided to turn back and head home, as it was already quite dark."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My laziness=ftw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then Ashpenn came over today as well, and we had a blast reliving the good old days of co-op alien blasting, trash talking and generally exhibiting childish behaviour. Fun! Then we went to play pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;ouch, my foot hurts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1643565690522899487-4970074258231037582?l=thebattlebox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/feeds/4970074258231037582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1643565690522899487&amp;postID=4970074258231037582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/4970074258231037582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/4970074258231037582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/2008/09/friendsfun.html' title='Friends=fun'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12802615680955693980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R6rlBoxEo5I/AAAAAAAAABU/rqVDID2KXHk/S220/Fisheye_me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1643565690522899487.post-5935216595430939130</id><published>2008-09-25T05:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T06:28:09.675-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I think I just got</title><content type='html'>PROMOTED! YAY! Bio B, Chem C/D, Chinese B/C and GP possibly E. As for Econs and Maths. Huh. Just failed maths (44/100) and econs? 34+- methinks. Econs is like Greek to me. Okay, maybe not so bad but...I just can't remember all that shit they make us remember. But getting promoted is the most important. Damn the MOE and their meritocratic bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;My parents are out this week, so i'm home alone for an entire week. Hooray!&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;I saw a flame,&lt;br /&gt;Warm and inviting.&lt;br /&gt;It was easy to tame,&lt;br /&gt;Darkness fled from its lighting.&lt;br /&gt;The wind came&lt;br /&gt;Gone was the flame,&lt;br /&gt;Embers were left,&lt;br /&gt;it smoked,&lt;br /&gt;dying.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;I think I am too simple-minded a person. All I can currently think of is about mugging, &lt;s&gt;achieving&lt;/s&gt; trying to get good results, but for what? There must be something more to life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1643565690522899487-5935216595430939130?l=thebattlebox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/feeds/5935216595430939130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1643565690522899487&amp;postID=5935216595430939130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/5935216595430939130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/5935216595430939130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-think-i-just-got.html' title='I think I just got'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12802615680955693980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R6rlBoxEo5I/AAAAAAAAABU/rqVDID2KXHk/S220/Fisheye_me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1643565690522899487.post-6188155416884263980</id><published>2008-09-16T03:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T03:10:07.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'>yay</title><content type='html'>The promos are finally over. Despite doing so badly, its still worth celebrating LOL. So i've been playing quite a bit here and a bit there of my old games and got a new one. FPS/RPG hybrids are the best.&lt;div&gt; &lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/SM-EoQJEy-I/AAAAAAAAAmM/GANhje8HyfM/s320/DSC00171.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246557917972581346" /&gt;Random F1 picture&lt;/div&gt;But still, i feel a sense of emptiness. After studying so hard for the last few weeks, I finally get to take a rest but there's friggen nothing to do! So many good games/books but so little cash. Thought of getting WoW but mum got suspicious:/ Ah well. I'll be going back to "A Short History of Nearly Everything"&lt;good&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wonder how much Guitar Hero costs...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1643565690522899487-6188155416884263980?l=thebattlebox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/feeds/6188155416884263980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1643565690522899487&amp;postID=6188155416884263980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/6188155416884263980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/6188155416884263980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/2008/09/yay.html' title='yay'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12802615680955693980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R6rlBoxEo5I/AAAAAAAAABU/rqVDID2KXHk/S220/Fisheye_me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/SM-EoQJEy-I/AAAAAAAAAmM/GANhje8HyfM/s72-c/DSC00171.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1643565690522899487.post-1124290038415782222</id><published>2008-09-11T05:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T06:21:32.112-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gaming</title><content type='html'>Well. Now that the promos are almost over, its time to enjoy myself a little bit. Don't bother asking me about them though, you'll just get me really pissed. Maths today was epic fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. I was playing a few games again, that i haven't touched for quite some time. It's so nice to have that adrenaline rush again, to feel and hear my heart pounding after killing that asshole who taunted at my corpse the previous round. WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!&lt;br /&gt;Gaming is such a stress reliever, its like an escape route along the linear, dull path of life. Lemme draw up a picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/SMka2IONxbI/AAAAAAAAAl8/rVjb0TgUA1k/s320/Untitled-1.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244752758272017842" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah. So next monday's my last paper, i've got 3 days to study for it, im planning to use at least two. I do hope to get promoted :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1643565690522899487-1124290038415782222?l=thebattlebox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/feeds/1124290038415782222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1643565690522899487&amp;postID=1124290038415782222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/1124290038415782222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/1124290038415782222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/2008/09/gaming.html' title='Gaming'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12802615680955693980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R6rlBoxEo5I/AAAAAAAAABU/rqVDID2KXHk/S220/Fisheye_me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/SMka2IONxbI/AAAAAAAAAl8/rVjb0TgUA1k/s72-c/Untitled-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1643565690522899487.post-3119250819543055069</id><published>2008-09-04T02:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T02:58:01.039-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nicholas is</title><content type='html'>MUGGING. SHH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1643565690522899487-3119250819543055069?l=thebattlebox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/feeds/3119250819543055069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1643565690522899487&amp;postID=3119250819543055069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/3119250819543055069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/3119250819543055069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/2008/09/nicholas-is.html' title='Nicholas is'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12802615680955693980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R6rlBoxEo5I/AAAAAAAAABU/rqVDID2KXHk/S220/Fisheye_me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1643565690522899487.post-809615812741828622</id><published>2008-08-31T04:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T04:58:36.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Old times' sake</title><content type='html'>Well, Friday was Teachers' Day, it was a pretty enjoyable day for me. after an entertaining(sortof) celebration, I rushed to Victoria School ASAP to meet up with the 4E guys. So good to see all the familliar faces again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/SLqCw0dd9jI/AAAAAAAAAk8/vvmQzcwDLWQ/s1600-h/4E+class+photo+sepia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/SLqCw0dd9jI/AAAAAAAAAk8/vvmQzcwDLWQ/s320/4E+class+photo+sepia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240644891626567218" border="0" /&gt;Class 4E &amp;amp; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/SLqCw0dd9jI/AAAAAAAAAk8/vvmQzcwDLWQ/s1600-h/4E+class+photo+sepia.jpg"&gt;m&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/SLqCw0dd9jI/AAAAAAAAAk8/vvmQzcwDLWQ/s1600-h/4E+class+photo+sepia.jpg"&gt;e&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to play pool :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2: Went for hightea with my Guitar Ensem instructor and some other people from other schools. The food was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;okay&lt;/span&gt;. They had chawanmushi though, so i'm not complaining. We went to Equinox, some restaraunt on the top level of Raffles hotel, probably has a really high price as well. I took a few photos:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/SLqFMoKJWyI/AAAAAAAAAlE/oQTXZqawre0/s1600-h/DSC00154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/SLqFMoKJWyI/AAAAAAAAAlE/oQTXZqawre0/s320/DSC00154.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240647568383892258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All landscape photos taken with my cameraphone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/SLqFM1PNg6I/AAAAAAAAAlM/GzgOHjhB77c/s1600-h/DSC00159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/SLqFM1PNg6I/AAAAAAAAAlM/GzgOHjhB77c/s320/DSC00159.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240647571894797218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/SLqFM6fg83I/AAAAAAAAAlU/6GYeV4K0ErE/s1600-h/DSC00160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/SLqFM6fg83I/AAAAAAAAAlU/6GYeV4K0ErE/s320/DSC00160.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240647573305357170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/SLqFNPUi9kI/AAAAAAAAAlc/B1h7zfT3HFE/s1600-h/DSC00162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/SLqFNPUi9kI/AAAAAAAAAlc/B1h7zfT3HFE/s320/DSC00162.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240647578896496194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/SLqFNMn31gI/AAAAAAAAAlk/I5I96BlFHXk/s1600-h/DSC00163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/SLqFNMn31gI/AAAAAAAAAlk/I5I96BlFHXk/s320/DSC00163.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240647578172249602" border="0" /&gt;Except this one of course&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then back to VS for the Scouts' campfire. Nothing much to say about this one, we were playing handphone games at the back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/SLqGIfKNBnI/AAAAAAAAAls/2PaZa-DEfRY/s1600-h/DSC00167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/SLqGIfKNBnI/AAAAAAAAAls/2PaZa-DEfRY/s320/DSC00167.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240648596760364658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I learnt how to play Unintened by Muse!&lt;br /&gt;But one of my favourite songs is "Feeling Good":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birds flying high&lt;br /&gt;You know how I feel&lt;br /&gt;Sun in the sky &lt;br /&gt;You know how I feel&lt;br /&gt;Reeds driftin' on by&lt;br /&gt;You know how I feel&lt;br /&gt;It's  a new dawn&lt;br /&gt;It's a new day&lt;br /&gt;It's a new life&lt;br /&gt;For me&lt;br /&gt;And I'm feeling  good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fish in the sea&lt;br /&gt;You know how I feel&lt;br /&gt;River running  free&lt;br /&gt;You know how I feel&lt;br /&gt;Blossom in the trees&lt;br /&gt;You know how I  feel&lt;br /&gt;It's a new dawn&lt;br /&gt;It's a new day&lt;br /&gt;It's a new life&lt;br /&gt;For me &lt;br /&gt;And I'm feeling good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dragonflies all out in the sun&lt;br /&gt;You know what  I mean, don't you know&lt;br /&gt;Butterflies are all havin' fun&lt;br /&gt;You know what I  mean&lt;br /&gt;Sleep in peace when the day is done&lt;br /&gt;And this old world is a new  world&lt;br /&gt;And a bold world&lt;br /&gt;For me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stars when you shine&lt;br /&gt;You know  how I feel&lt;br /&gt;Scent of the pine&lt;br /&gt;You know how I feel&lt;br /&gt;Yeah freedom is  mine&lt;br /&gt;And You know how I feel&lt;br /&gt;It's a new dawn&lt;br /&gt;It's a new day&lt;br /&gt;It's  a new life&lt;br /&gt;For me&lt;br /&gt;For me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm feeling good&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1643565690522899487-809615812741828622?l=thebattlebox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/feeds/809615812741828622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1643565690522899487&amp;postID=809615812741828622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/809615812741828622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/809615812741828622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/2008/08/old-times-sake.html' title='Old times&apos; sake'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12802615680955693980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R6rlBoxEo5I/AAAAAAAAABU/rqVDID2KXHk/S220/Fisheye_me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/SLqCw0dd9jI/AAAAAAAAAk8/vvmQzcwDLWQ/s72-c/4E+class+photo+sepia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1643565690522899487.post-480757696470598468</id><published>2008-08-28T03:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T04:01:46.371-07:00</updated><title type='text'>laptop fixed!</title><content type='html'>Long hiatus on my blog, because someone dropped my bag with my laptop in it. BUT FEAR NO MORE, FOR THE SCREEN HAS BEEN FORGED ANEW. cough. So, another Olympics has come and gone. This one being the most epic of all. epic stadium, epic athletes, epic country, epic opening ceremony, epic medals, epic records. Here's a site with some really really epic photos of the opening ceremony. &lt;a href="http://tieba.baidu.com/f?ct=335675392&amp;amp;tn=baiduPostBrowser&amp;amp;sc=4656536154&amp;amp;z=463474409&amp;amp;pn=0&amp;amp;rn=50&amp;amp;lm=0&amp;amp;word=%C1%D9%BA%A3%CD%E2%B9%FA%D3%EF%D1%A7%D0%A3#4656536154"&gt;EPIC LINK&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's my favourite:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/SLaEqn5lklI/AAAAAAAAAks/iLKoI2JiiOg/s1600-h/b3c7e4387b4620e5b211c7dd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/SLaEqn5lklI/AAAAAAAAAks/iLKoI2JiiOg/s320/b3c7e4387b4620e5b211c7dd.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239521084292043346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i removed my braces, and enjoyed freedom for a week. Today, i got my retainers. these things are restraining as hell. I guess you guys will be laughing at my inability to speak coherently for the next few days...ah well.&lt;br /&gt;E-learning sucks shit btw.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1643565690522899487-480757696470598468?l=thebattlebox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/feeds/480757696470598468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1643565690522899487&amp;postID=480757696470598468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/480757696470598468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/480757696470598468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/2008/08/laptop-fixed.html' title='laptop fixed!'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12802615680955693980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R6rlBoxEo5I/AAAAAAAAABU/rqVDID2KXHk/S220/Fisheye_me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/SLaEqn5lklI/AAAAAAAAAks/iLKoI2JiiOg/s72-c/b3c7e4387b4620e5b211c7dd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1643565690522899487.post-3749043090452618705</id><published>2008-08-13T00:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T01:15:01.994-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Olympics are epic.</title><content type='html'>So. I watched the opening ceremony of the Beijing Olympics and boy, was it awesome. I expected something of the sort from China and they exceeded my expectations. The synchronisation of dancers/people is amazing. Seriously, it's not humanly possible. Only the Chinese are capable of such discipline and sheer epicness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael Phelps. The main event of the Olympics, is made of pure awesome. Watch how he swims and find out for yourself. Gymnastics, diving, weightlifting and swimming are my fave events. Looking forward to the marathons and sprinting too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off-topic, my laptop's been sent for repair. Some idiot in my class dropped my bag with my lappy inside it. Now the screen flickers a little then turns black. Feel like punching the bastard. Pity he's the class monitor. So, I MAY be online in messenger, but it might not be me who's there. Watch out, malicious-people-out-there! *cough* Nigel, you sicko. *cough*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, &lt;a href="http://www.cracked.com/blog/2008/08/12/what-the-olympics-really-mean-to-china/"&gt;http://www.cracked.com/blog/2008/08/12/what-the-olympics-really-mean-to-china/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^^ is funny stuff, but to be taken with a grain of salt. American humour is unpredictable and full of shit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1643565690522899487-3749043090452618705?l=thebattlebox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/feeds/3749043090452618705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1643565690522899487&amp;postID=3749043090452618705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/3749043090452618705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/3749043090452618705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/2008/08/olympics-are-epic.html' title='Olympics are epic.'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12802615680955693980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R6rlBoxEo5I/AAAAAAAAABU/rqVDID2KXHk/S220/Fisheye_me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1643565690522899487.post-4214269963495721937</id><published>2008-08-07T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T07:38:29.785-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BAZAAR RAWR</title><content type='html'>Right after school today, Nigel, Tedric and I went to Tampines mall to buy ice cream, soft drinks and clean and clear moisturiser/whitening solution/whatever. All that was for tomorrow's National Day bazaar at TPJC. Except for the clean and clear shit. That was Nigel's vanity kit. We're gonna be making floats! Though i really doubt that it will be a success. Seriously, who would want to buy floats? I think it's gonna be epic fail. Too bad we don't have nachos. Those are made of concentrated fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Phin's for dinner. Some never-heard-of-before posh restaraunt thingie. Set meal cost 20++ incl GST. Oh the horror.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1643565690522899487-4214269963495721937?l=thebattlebox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/feeds/4214269963495721937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1643565690522899487&amp;postID=4214269963495721937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/4214269963495721937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/4214269963495721937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/2008/08/bazaar-rawr.html' title='BAZAAR RAWR'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12802615680955693980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R6rlBoxEo5I/AAAAAAAAABU/rqVDID2KXHk/S220/Fisheye_me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1643565690522899487.post-1443223451994866937</id><published>2008-08-03T07:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T08:15:17.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some quiz thang</title><content type='html'>The person who last tagged you:&lt;br /&gt;Hannah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your relationship with him/her is:&lt;br /&gt;Friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your first impression of him/her:&lt;br /&gt;fun, interesting, a lil' off the rocker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most memorable thing he/she had done for you:&lt;br /&gt;don't remember...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most memorable thing he/she had said to you:&lt;br /&gt;"It's going to be your fault when i  starve to death"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If he/she becomes your lover, you will:&lt;br /&gt;I have no friggen idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If he/she becomes your lover, thing he/she has to improve on will be:&lt;br /&gt;music taste *hides*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If he/she becomes your enemy, you will:&lt;br /&gt;Run far far away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most desired thing you want to do for him/her now is:&lt;br /&gt;Teach her to play the piano&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your overall impression of him/her is:&lt;br /&gt;Very approachable, friendly &amp;amp; helpful and weird (everybody is to some extent, except me of course.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How you think people around you will feel about you:&lt;br /&gt;I should grow shorter and fatter and stop showing off my music-score reading skills(as lousy as they are)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The characters you love of yourself are:&lt;br /&gt;I have a good vocabulary and can speak proper Engrish.&lt;br /&gt;I'm tall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most ideal person you want to be is:&lt;br /&gt;Some genius who is super fit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pass this quiz to 10 people that you wished to know how they feel about you: not in order or whatever, i just randomly thought of names&lt;br /&gt;1. Ashpenn&lt;br /&gt;2. Hannah&lt;br /&gt;3. Pei Ying&lt;br /&gt;4. Hong Aik&lt;br /&gt;5. Ben Koh&lt;br /&gt;6. Joel Gnui&lt;br /&gt;7. Anand James&lt;br /&gt;8. Nigel&lt;br /&gt;9. Ian Chong&lt;br /&gt;10. Trivia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is number 6 having relationship with?&lt;br /&gt;No idea, probably some VJ girl 1 year lder than him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is number 9 a female or male?&lt;br /&gt;Male&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If number 7 and 10 are together, will it be a good thing?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe. Height difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is number 2 studying?&lt;br /&gt;philosophical stuff, A levels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you had a chat with number 3?&lt;br /&gt;About an hour ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kind of music band does number 8 like?&lt;br /&gt;None. He listens to weird shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does number 1 have any siblings:&lt;br /&gt;Sister&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you woo number 3?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about number 7?&lt;br /&gt;AWESOME, BRING IT ON, SEXYBLACK!&lt;he calls="" himself="" that=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is number 4 single?&lt;br /&gt;Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the surname of number 5?&lt;br /&gt;Koh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the hobby of number 4?&lt;br /&gt;Playing Bridge and memorising lines from weird videos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does number 5 and 9 get along well?&lt;br /&gt;I'd assume so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is number 2 studying at&lt;br /&gt;TPJC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk something casually about number 1:&lt;br /&gt;I PWN J00 AT HALO LOLOLOLOLOL&lt;br /&gt;^not really&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you tried developing feelings for number 8?&lt;br /&gt;No, but he has tried developing feelings for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where does number 9 live at?&lt;br /&gt;Rich ppl area&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What colour does number 4 like?&lt;br /&gt;blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are number 5 and 1 best friends?&lt;br /&gt;Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does number 7 likes number 2?&lt;br /&gt;Doubt it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you get to know number 2?&lt;br /&gt;Guitar Ensemble. Or was it at Flagraising?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does number 1 have any pets?&lt;br /&gt;Used to, until he killed it or something. Or maybe it was his sister. dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is number 7 the sexiest person in the world?&lt;br /&gt;SEXYBLACK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is number 10 doing now?&lt;br /&gt;mugging bio?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/he&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1643565690522899487-1443223451994866937?l=thebattlebox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/feeds/1443223451994866937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1643565690522899487&amp;postID=1443223451994866937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/1443223451994866937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/1443223451994866937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/2008/08/some-quiz-thang.html' title='Some quiz thang'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12802615680955693980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R6rlBoxEo5I/AAAAAAAAABU/rqVDID2KXHk/S220/Fisheye_me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1643565690522899487.post-4010537486996189371</id><published>2008-08-02T06:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T07:11:25.549-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Speech Day</title><content type='html'>Right after maths tuition today, I immediately sped to Victoria School, my alma mater just in time to catch the finale. It was Mr Wong Liang Seng, our infamous opera-singing Chemistry teacher. Then the band came in and played the Victoria Anthem (School Song). That was when I realised how attached how attached I was to the school. I cried and let the tears flow freely.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/SJRjHwM5jXI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/JECJcO4x5Gc/s1600-h/DSC00117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/SJRjHwM5jXI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/JECJcO4x5Gc/s320/DSC00117.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229914052133227890" border="0" /&gt; After the Victorian Anthem.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most interesting part came right after the Anthem. It was the cheering competition, to see who could cheer louder, the seniors(us) or the current batch. I'm proud to say that it was a tie.&lt;br /&gt;Here's a video:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OdzqCjUgnRY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OdzqCjUgnRY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw so many familliar faces, though some of them no longer had names attached to them. A pity.&lt;br /&gt;I congratulated one of my best friends, Hong Aik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/SJRl-0csmmI/AAAAAAAAAkY/JSHqPfPCnJs/s1600-h/DSC00123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/SJRl-0csmmI/AAAAAAAAAkY/JSHqPfPCnJs/s320/DSC00123.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229917197189290594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Holy shit my gums look horrible. This is one fugly picture. Pity its the only one I got.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I went with a few mates (Octave Ah Pui and Kevin Lameass) to Parkway Macs for dinner. Followed by pool with Ben and one of my bestest friends, Ashpenn. I had a freakin' awesome time with all my old mates and i'm hyped for next weeks gathering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's sad how we don't really appreciate what we have until we lose them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1643565690522899487-4010537486996189371?l=thebattlebox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/feeds/4010537486996189371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1643565690522899487&amp;postID=4010537486996189371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/4010537486996189371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/4010537486996189371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/2008/08/speech-day.html' title='Speech Day'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12802615680955693980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R6rlBoxEo5I/AAAAAAAAABU/rqVDID2KXHk/S220/Fisheye_me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/SJRjHwM5jXI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/JECJcO4x5Gc/s72-c/DSC00117.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1643565690522899487.post-2243696713363547560</id><published>2008-08-01T08:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T09:21:40.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MUGFEST</title><content type='html'>Mugfest has started for me! Has it started for you? Bio-respiration is up next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's an interesting video:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Qv0aDhqxiHg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Qv0aDhqxiHg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like, lol, you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's VS speech day and i can't go for the damn thing. Maths fac test is next week and i gotta go for maths tuition. I miss all my old mates! And all the guy things we used to do to each other! Taupok ftw?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THERES NOTHING TO DO AT HOME!!!! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1643565690522899487-2243696713363547560?l=thebattlebox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/feeds/2243696713363547560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1643565690522899487&amp;postID=2243696713363547560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/2243696713363547560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/2243696713363547560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/2008/08/mugfest.html' title='MUGFEST'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12802615680955693980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R6rlBoxEo5I/AAAAAAAAABU/rqVDID2KXHk/S220/Fisheye_me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1643565690522899487.post-8384181485263695477</id><published>2008-07-31T06:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T07:43:03.112-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HOMEWORK</title><content type='html'>EEARRGH Next week=fac test. Bio+Chinese+Maths=Epic Fail. PW=epic lulz&lt;br /&gt;EoM=change article, redo! School=suck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, today was a pretty glum day for me, most of it was spent brooding over the amount of stuff i'm gonna have to do/study. The only thing that cheered me up was the ramblings of the guy sitting next to me in chinese class. I hate to say this, but the things that he says are sometimes downright...stupid. Today, he wondered aloud, "Actually hor, do we need our brains to think or do we think without them?" And yes, he was being serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the day, we had PE, NAPFA 5 stations. Flunked Pullups(0), but got A for sit n reach(49cm) and Situps(44). I did decently for shuttlerun and standing broad jump will be done next week. Can't wait for the jump!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I gotta skip a few hours of school on 22 Aug to go for some interview for the A star attachment programme thingie. I hope i get in yet i don't. There's so much guitar stuff going on during the hols and i don't want to miss any of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, here's a shoop-de-whoop nigel style for you. A lil' low-quality though. I just got my hands on a higher-resolution stock image, I'll make another later. :D&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/SJHPVncf9_I/AAAAAAAAAkA/rQIpJ8jOhRs/s1600-h/nigellazor+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/SJHPVncf9_I/AAAAAAAAAkA/rQIpJ8jOhRs/s320/nigellazor+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229188612626577394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1643565690522899487-8384181485263695477?l=thebattlebox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/feeds/8384181485263695477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1643565690522899487&amp;postID=8384181485263695477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/8384181485263695477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/8384181485263695477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/2008/07/homework.html' title='HOMEWORK'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12802615680955693980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R6rlBoxEo5I/AAAAAAAAABU/rqVDID2KXHk/S220/Fisheye_me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/SJHPVncf9_I/AAAAAAAAAkA/rQIpJ8jOhRs/s72-c/nigellazor+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1643565690522899487.post-379015715579438706</id><published>2008-07-29T08:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T08:15:21.521-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GP+PW=gay</title><content type='html'>Title says it all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1643565690522899487-379015715579438706?l=thebattlebox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/feeds/379015715579438706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1643565690522899487&amp;postID=379015715579438706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/379015715579438706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/379015715579438706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/2008/07/gppwgay.html' title='GP+PW=gay'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12802615680955693980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R6rlBoxEo5I/AAAAAAAAABU/rqVDID2KXHk/S220/Fisheye_me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1643565690522899487.post-9014698812705653984</id><published>2008-07-28T07:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T07:42:02.042-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Music</title><content type='html'>Yea so, recently(and not so recently as well) i've been checking out different bands, a change from listening to soundtracks all the time and see f i can get myself interested in some other genres. So far, alternative rock seems okay. A little classical as well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coldplay was okay, but got dull after a while. They make me want to sleep. Then I checked out a band called Aberdeen City. They're not bad, but their songs are a little unorthodox and weird. Then Muse. Muse is THE SHIT and i mean that in a good way. So far, there is not a song by them that I don't like. They're awesome. Check out Knights of Cydonia and Hysteria. Bought their live album HAARP and it didn't disappoint. Foo Fighters were okay as well, I like The Pretender and their acoustic tracks. Right now i'm checking out Nine Inch Nails, Their(his?) instrumental tracks are EPIC, especially "Just Like You Imagined".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biology is a killer subject. Or maybe it's DNA and Genomics that makes it so difficult now. Seriously, the sense strand is not the anti-sense strand and the anti-sense strand is the sense strand? utter nonsense(pun intended, I think.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1643565690522899487-9014698812705653984?l=thebattlebox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/feeds/9014698812705653984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1643565690522899487&amp;postID=9014698812705653984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/9014698812705653984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/9014698812705653984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/2008/07/music.html' title='Music'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12802615680955693980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R6rlBoxEo5I/AAAAAAAAABU/rqVDID2KXHk/S220/Fisheye_me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1643565690522899487.post-2251171463799363197</id><published>2008-07-27T07:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T08:03:36.507-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The long, dark Night</title><content type='html'>I watched Batman, The Dark Night today. Overall, i guess it was a good movie, definately better than a lot of movies out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must agree that the late Heath Ledger's acting as the Joker was really phenomenal. I love the well-developed story and the interesting psychological experments by the Joker. My only qualm about this movie is that ITS SO DAMN LONG. Yes, i'm complaining about a good movie being too long. After a while, I just kinda lost focus and couldn't fully appreciate the chain of events occuring in the film. But that's about it. I have no other complaints to make. I give it 8.5/10. He better get another tumbler/batmobile thang or i'll boycott the next movie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1643565690522899487-2251171463799363197?l=thebattlebox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/feeds/2251171463799363197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1643565690522899487&amp;postID=2251171463799363197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/2251171463799363197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/2251171463799363197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/2008/07/long-dark-night.html' title='The long, dark Night'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12802615680955693980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R6rlBoxEo5I/AAAAAAAAABU/rqVDID2KXHk/S220/Fisheye_me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1643565690522899487.post-8703479260311733590</id><published>2008-07-26T08:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T08:34:49.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'>UNSW ftw?</title><content type='html'>I attended some talk today about entering US, UK and Aussie Universities after graduation and friggen stupid NS. (speaking of NS, i just got my registration letter today. I feel like burning their building down.) It was quite interesting, learned a bit about how to apply and which unis specialise in which course. I'm thinking of trying medicine although chances are slim. They say that it's not that much on results and more of the passion though. I want to help people, and I like Biology. So.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking of entering UNSW. My parents already had it all planned out for me, making me an aussie citizen and all, I hope I don't screw it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend introed to me a song a few days ago, it's caled "Do Ya" by Mcfly. Catchy tune.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, just got back from dinner at Cafe Cartel. St. Louis BBQ ribs ftw!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. MAH LAZORZ ARE TEH CHARGED&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1643565690522899487-8703479260311733590?l=thebattlebox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/feeds/8703479260311733590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1643565690522899487&amp;postID=8703479260311733590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/8703479260311733590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/8703479260311733590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/2008/07/unsw-ftw.html' title='UNSW ftw?'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12802615680955693980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R6rlBoxEo5I/AAAAAAAAABU/rqVDID2KXHk/S220/Fisheye_me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1643565690522899487.post-3886137813377226528</id><published>2008-07-25T06:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T06:32:51.639-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GUITAR!</title><content type='html'>My new CCA is fun. FInally, one that I actually really enjoy. That's the Guitar Ensemble. I love how a simple piece of wood with strings is able to play all kinds of music, using countless different unique styles.(try using your piano as a percussion instrument). Also, it's so damn easy to pick up. It was especially easy for me probably because I had a musical background in playing the piano. I pity those poor souls who used to read tabs only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, it's full of cool and nice people (though the aforementioned touchy-feely weird guy from my class is in it as well.)I'm already friends with most of them, they're a blast to hang around with. Nowadays the only days I look forward to are Wednesdays, fridays and weekends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I can now play the intro and RHS portions of Flight of the bumblebee on piano :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1643565690522899487-3886137813377226528?l=thebattlebox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/feeds/3886137813377226528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1643565690522899487&amp;postID=3886137813377226528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/3886137813377226528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/3886137813377226528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/2008/07/guitar.html' title='GUITAR!'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12802615680955693980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R6rlBoxEo5I/AAAAAAAAABU/rqVDID2KXHk/S220/Fisheye_me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1643565690522899487.post-8439032064196237251</id><published>2008-07-24T03:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T03:37:55.504-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello</title><content type='html'>alright, i've decided that after a 3/4 month hiatus, perhaps I should post something again. YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Tampines JC isn't THAT bad after all, i've made some really good friends there. But seriously, TPJC is full the weirdest dudes and gals you'll ever meet. It doesnt't get any weirder than that.&lt;br /&gt;One guy has a fascination with touching other guys.&lt;br /&gt;One guy has a fascination with oldie music and musicals and thinks that Aston's sucks. I think he's pure evil.&lt;br /&gt;2 guys are from indonesia. These guys are pretty normal, just a little annoying sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;And this indian dude. He's sick in the mind, i tell you. sick in the freaking mind. And hairy.&lt;br /&gt;Girls are mostly okay, with the occasional boy-love-anime-loving metalhead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My results sucked: 1U, 2Ses,1 E, 1 D and 1 B. You'll have a hard time guessing which subject I got a B for. Now, to chinese homework.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1643565690522899487-8439032064196237251?l=thebattlebox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/feeds/8439032064196237251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1643565690522899487&amp;postID=8439032064196237251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/8439032064196237251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/8439032064196237251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/2008/07/hello.html' title='Hello'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12802615680955693980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R6rlBoxEo5I/AAAAAAAAABU/rqVDID2KXHk/S220/Fisheye_me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1643565690522899487.post-8651127521820196122</id><published>2008-03-28T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T08:17:37.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pooi</title><content type='html'>I don't feel like blogging for the while, I've been very very busy. To summarise everything, Guitar is fun, maths is not. Got a new phone, and its kinda bling-bling-ish. kinda. And i'm doing Journeys for PW.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1643565690522899487-8651127521820196122?l=thebattlebox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/feeds/8651127521820196122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1643565690522899487&amp;postID=8651127521820196122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/8651127521820196122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/8651127521820196122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/2008/03/pooi.html' title='pooi'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12802615680955693980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R6rlBoxEo5I/AAAAAAAAABU/rqVDID2KXHk/S220/Fisheye_me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1643565690522899487.post-3031145589514510965</id><published>2008-03-22T22:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T22:44:41.397-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BAM BA LAM!!!!!11</title><content type='html'>Something i whipped together in about 10 minutes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WQSc7DMDaa0"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WQSc7DMDaa0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1643565690522899487-3031145589514510965?l=thebattlebox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/feeds/3031145589514510965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1643565690522899487&amp;postID=3031145589514510965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/3031145589514510965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/3031145589514510965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/2008/03/bam-ba-lam11.html' title='BAM BA LAM!!!!!11'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12802615680955693980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R6rlBoxEo5I/AAAAAAAAABU/rqVDID2KXHk/S220/Fisheye_me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1643565690522899487.post-4694558861685491196</id><published>2008-03-20T18:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T18:05:31.848-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Happy good friday to all, it's been a while since i last posted something. Tomorrow's my birthday and my sis came over from australia yeterday for a stopover on the way to Japan. Pity i couldn't join my SR friends yesterday for dinner. Went to Tanglin club instead to spend time with my sis. Sorry!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Some of my VS mates are coming over today, it's gonna be fun.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;BTW, can anyone tutor me on Sequences and Series? i'm really shit at it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1643565690522899487-4694558861685491196?l=thebattlebox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/feeds/4694558861685491196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1643565690522899487&amp;postID=4694558861685491196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/4694558861685491196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/4694558861685491196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/2008/03/good-friday.html' title='Good Friday'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12802615680955693980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R6rlBoxEo5I/AAAAAAAAABU/rqVDID2KXHk/S220/Fisheye_me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1643565690522899487.post-1681138822607742943</id><published>2008-03-13T19:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T19:46:26.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MOAR PICTURES, MATES!!</title><content type='html'>Some photos will appear where they're not supposed to, later you'll know what i mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9nh7eBRb5I/AAAAAAAAAjY/OpA3EN0xZkg/s1600-h/Photo0268.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177417658426027922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9nh7eBRb5I/AAAAAAAAAjY/OpA3EN0xZkg/s320/Photo0268.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my family's houses at rushcutter's bay, currently rented out to some guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9nh7uBRb6I/AAAAAAAAAjg/lyhqmmXOvyM/s1600-h/Photo0269.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177417662720995234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9nh7uBRb6I/AAAAAAAAAjg/lyhqmmXOvyM/s320/Photo0269.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a porthole which you can look out of/into the kitchen with. cool huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9nhxOBRb1I/AAAAAAAAAi4/c2xOwQFcSns/s1600-h/Photo0264.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177417482332368722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9nhxOBRb1I/AAAAAAAAAi4/c2xOwQFcSns/s320/Photo0264.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9nhxeBRb2I/AAAAAAAAAjA/o6dw7CQqMps/s1600-h/Photo0265.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177417486627336034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9nhxeBRb2I/AAAAAAAAAjA/o6dw7CQqMps/s320/Photo0265.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stairs from "basement" to 1st floor. the lights are supposed to turn on when you clap your hands, but the tenants f*cked it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9nh7uBRb7I/AAAAAAAAAjo/eDxkSgspn-g/s1600-h/Photo0270.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177417662720995250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9nh7uBRb7I/AAAAAAAAAjo/eDxkSgspn-g/s320/Photo0270.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awesome field&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9nhjeBRbwI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/CivMkPInaqg/s1600-h/Photo0259.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177417246109167362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9nhjeBRbwI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/CivMkPInaqg/s320/Photo0259.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At my sister's place. The neighbour's pet chicken jumped up on the fence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9nhjuBRbxI/AAAAAAAAAiY/WC_hBdH5Ado/s1600-h/Photo0260.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177417250404134674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9nhjuBRbxI/AAAAAAAAAiY/WC_hBdH5Ado/s320/Photo0260.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9nhj-BRbyI/AAAAAAAAAig/tX0Pa2xgl5w/s1600-h/Photo0261.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177417254699101986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9nhj-BRbyI/AAAAAAAAAig/tX0Pa2xgl5w/s320/Photo0261.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9nhxuBRb4I/AAAAAAAAAjQ/rjF1neM4c0I/s1600-h/Photo0267.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177417490922303362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9nhxuBRb4I/AAAAAAAAAjQ/rjF1neM4c0I/s320/Photo0267.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outside the rushcutter's bay house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9nhkeBRbzI/AAAAAAAAAio/yU6pHxVOJj8/s1600-h/Photo0262.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177417263289036594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9nhkeBRbzI/AAAAAAAAAio/yU6pHxVOJj8/s320/Photo0262.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kitchen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9nhkuBRb0I/AAAAAAAAAiw/F6CmMx_TJ68/s1600-h/Photo0263.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177417267584003906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9nhkuBRb0I/AAAAAAAAAiw/F6CmMx_TJ68/s320/Photo0263.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;view from the front door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9nhxuBRb3I/AAAAAAAAAjI/jKGEJRZxrtM/s1600-h/Photo0266.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177417490922303346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9nhxuBRb3I/AAAAAAAAAjI/jKGEJRZxrtM/s320/Photo0266.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LETS HAVE A BARBY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9nhVeBRbrI/AAAAAAAAAho/UfVhsAJYu_E/s1600-h/Photo0254.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177417005590998706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9nhVeBRbrI/AAAAAAAAAho/UfVhsAJYu_E/s320/Photo0254.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside my sister's lab. They do weird stuff in here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9nhVuBRbsI/AAAAAAAAAhw/OzOHX6xwK6E/s1600-h/Photo0255.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177417009885966018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9nhVuBRbsI/AAAAAAAAAhw/OzOHX6xwK6E/s320/Photo0255.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I said, they call it the dungeon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9nhWOBRbtI/AAAAAAAAAh4/9zCKHkrDMO8/s1600-h/Photo0256.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177417018475900626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9nhWOBRbtI/AAAAAAAAAh4/9zCKHkrDMO8/s320/Photo0256.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;probably used to torture people with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9nhWuBRbuI/AAAAAAAAAiA/8jorscCLWdk/s1600-h/Photo0257.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177417027065835234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9nhWuBRbuI/AAAAAAAAAiA/8jorscCLWdk/s320/Photo0257.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9nhW-BRbvI/AAAAAAAAAiI/v1LUA3a0tEY/s1600-h/Photo0258.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177417031360802546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9nhW-BRbvI/AAAAAAAAAiI/v1LUA3a0tEY/s320/Photo0258.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This machine was manufactured by NASA. Don't believe me? look for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9ng3-BRbmI/AAAAAAAAAhA/td1TkIaV9UU/s1600-h/Photo0249.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177416498784857698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9ng3-BRbmI/AAAAAAAAAhA/td1TkIaV9UU/s320/Photo0249.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some sea urchin thingie and a bunch of rocks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9ng4eBRbpI/AAAAAAAAAhY/phr5jLahEOk/s1600-h/Photo0252.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177416507374792338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9ng4eBRbpI/AAAAAAAAAhY/phr5jLahEOk/s320/Photo0252.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9ng4uBRbqI/AAAAAAAAAhg/HGn5neJcTUs/s1600-h/Photo0253.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177416511669759650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9ng4uBRbqI/AAAAAAAAAhg/HGn5neJcTUs/s320/Photo0253.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9ng4eBRboI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/jLQU1RNYByI/s1600-h/Photo0251.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177416507374792322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9ng4eBRboI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/jLQU1RNYByI/s320/Photo0251.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the crater made from some fat person's ass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9ng4OBRbnI/AAAAAAAAAhI/ItVPn_FYVVQ/s1600-h/Photo0250.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177416503079825010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9ng4OBRbnI/AAAAAAAAAhI/ItVPn_FYVVQ/s320/Photo0250.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9nfyuBRbhI/AAAAAAAAAgY/NlNEKpXlOzY/s1600-h/Photo0244.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177415309078916626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9nfyuBRbhI/AAAAAAAAAgY/NlNEKpXlOzY/s320/Photo0244.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now this, this is the epitome of good food. freakin awesome stuff. This is veal stroganoff, very tender. The mashed potato is so smooth that there arent any lumps at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9nfyuBRbiI/AAAAAAAAAgg/Pfd4cT3BXWc/s1600-h/Photo0245.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177415309078916642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9nfyuBRbiI/AAAAAAAAAgg/Pfd4cT3BXWc/s320/Photo0245.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tiger prawn pasta. Heavenly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9nfy-BRbjI/AAAAAAAAAgo/OHy_xO3XqLE/s1600-h/Photo0246.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177415313373883954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9nfy-BRbjI/AAAAAAAAAgo/OHy_xO3XqLE/s320/Photo0246.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chicken stuffed with pasta and mushrooms. My mouth is watering already&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9nfzOBRbkI/AAAAAAAAAgw/Ad5Fow0K34s/s1600-h/Photo0247.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177415317668851266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9nfzOBRbkI/AAAAAAAAAgw/Ad5Fow0K34s/s320/Photo0247.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A poem by the chef about cooking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9nfzeBRblI/AAAAAAAAAg4/dxIPo7SUQlE/s1600-h/Photo0248.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177415321963818578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9nfzeBRblI/AAAAAAAAAg4/dxIPo7SUQlE/s320/Photo0248.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;some freakishly tall flower&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9nffuBRbcI/AAAAAAAAAfw/3Fx4gCzskJg/s1600-h/Photo0239.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177414982661402050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9nffuBRbcI/AAAAAAAAAfw/3Fx4gCzskJg/s320/Photo0239.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The australian version of sauron's eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9nff-BRbdI/AAAAAAAAAf4/j564JhPLOWQ/s1600-h/Photo0240.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177414986956369362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9nff-BRbdI/AAAAAAAAAf4/j564JhPLOWQ/s320/Photo0240.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A false fire alarm at the hotel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9nfgOBRbeI/AAAAAAAAAgA/u70XttXvJxo/s1600-h/Photo0241.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177414991251336674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9nfgOBRbeI/AAAAAAAAAgA/u70XttXvJxo/s320/Photo0241.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9nfgeBRbfI/AAAAAAAAAgI/97JtbeYqZow/s1600-h/Photo0242.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177414995546303986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9nfgeBRbfI/AAAAAAAAAgI/97JtbeYqZow/s320/Photo0242.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pheasant Pate on toast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9nfgeBRbgI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/68D2NDUWgos/s1600-h/Photo0243.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177414995546304002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9nfgeBRbgI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/68D2NDUWgos/s320/Photo0243.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Punpkin soup. This stuff is AWESOME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1643565690522899487-1681138822607742943?l=thebattlebox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/feeds/1681138822607742943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1643565690522899487&amp;postID=1681138822607742943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/1681138822607742943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/1681138822607742943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/2008/03/moar-pictures-mates.html' title='MOAR PICTURES, MATES!!'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12802615680955693980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R6rlBoxEo5I/AAAAAAAAABU/rqVDID2KXHk/S220/Fisheye_me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9nh7eBRb5I/AAAAAAAAAjY/OpA3EN0xZkg/s72-c/Photo0268.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1643565690522899487.post-7086042347048647730</id><published>2008-03-11T16:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T16:59:27.749-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pics from today and yesterday</title><content type='html'>yay more pics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9cYaOBRbaI/AAAAAAAAAfg/mEk6w0VV2d4/s1600-h/Photo0237.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176633135404772770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9cYaOBRbaI/AAAAAAAAAfg/mEk6w0VV2d4/s320/Photo0237.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nuff said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9cYauBRbbI/AAAAAAAAAfo/tEM8CzlNFoI/s1600-h/Photo0238.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176633143994707378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9cYauBRbbI/AAAAAAAAAfo/tEM8CzlNFoI/s320/Photo0238.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A CLUE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9Y8hOBRbVI/AAAAAAAAAe4/XKhXGFC9enM/s1600-h/Photo0231.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176391363105746258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9Y8hOBRbVI/AAAAAAAAAe4/XKhXGFC9enM/s320/Photo0231.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yummy Indian butter chicken curry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9Y8heBRbWI/AAAAAAAAAfA/rHr2EIPlJOc/s1600-h/Photo0232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176391367400713570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9Y8heBRbWI/AAAAAAAAAfA/rHr2EIPlJOc/s320/Photo0232.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The quadrangle lawn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9Y8heBRbXI/AAAAAAAAAfI/_5nqsH0OerA/s1600-h/Photo0233.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176391367400713586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9Y8heBRbXI/AAAAAAAAAfI/_5nqsH0OerA/s320/Photo0233.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ceiling of UNSW's Law library&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9Y8huBRbYI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/P5CQDvK0jhM/s1600-h/Photo0234.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176391371695680898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9Y8huBRbYI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/P5CQDvK0jhM/s320/Photo0234.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bunch of people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9Y8huBRbZI/AAAAAAAAAfY/bInQnJB8Z_0/s1600-h/Photo0235.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176391371695680914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9Y8huBRbZI/AAAAAAAAAfY/bInQnJB8Z_0/s320/Photo0235.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The following few pictures are of my sister's laboratory and its surrounding areas:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently her lab can only be acessed by using the lift, or by &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;going down the fire escape.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9Y8P-BRbQI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/5bunQHjqV2Q/s1600-h/Photo0226.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176391066753002754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9Y8P-BRbQI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/5bunQHjqV2Q/s320/Photo0226.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The door to my sister's lab&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9Y8QOBRbRI/AAAAAAAAAeY/NYe34oXkCmw/s1600-h/Photo0227.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176391071047970066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9Y8QOBRbRI/AAAAAAAAAeY/NYe34oXkCmw/s320/Photo0227.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The storage room NEXT to the lab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9Y8QeBRbSI/AAAAAAAAAeg/p8d0JqQ9Vps/s1600-h/Photo0228.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176391075342937378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9Y8QeBRbSI/AAAAAAAAAeg/p8d0JqQ9Vps/s320/Photo0228.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The corridor outside the lab. They call the entire area "The Dungeon".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9Y8QuBRbTI/AAAAAAAAAeo/nuqI79EXzj0/s1600-h/Photo0229.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176391079637904690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9Y8QuBRbTI/AAAAAAAAAeo/nuqI79EXzj0/s320/Photo0229.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bunch of pipes and ventilation stuff after walking out of the corridor, a fewpaces away from the lab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9Y8Q-BRbUI/AAAAAAAAAew/f4EyFmDT2qY/s1600-h/Photo0230.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176391083932872002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9Y8Q-BRbUI/AAAAAAAAAew/f4EyFmDT2qY/s320/Photo0230.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very dangerous indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9Y45eBRbLI/AAAAAAAAAdo/IQe15p1VQK0/s1600-h/Photo0221.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176387381671062706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9Y45eBRbLI/AAAAAAAAAdo/IQe15p1VQK0/s320/Photo0221.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lecture theater seats and tables&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9Y45eBRbMI/AAAAAAAAAdw/fek1ZGe6lJQ/s1600-h/Photo0222.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176387381671062722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9Y45eBRbMI/AAAAAAAAAdw/fek1ZGe6lJQ/s320/Photo0222.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;outside the Biochemistry LT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9Y45-BRbOI/AAAAAAAAAeA/wyvAPHLxf54/s1600-h/Photo0224.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176387390260997346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9Y45-BRbOI/AAAAAAAAAeA/wyvAPHLxf54/s320/Photo0224.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INTO THE TWILIGHT ZONE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9Y45-BRbPI/AAAAAAAAAeI/PXes9bZo73M/s1600-h/Photo0225.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176387390260997362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9Y45-BRbPI/AAAAAAAAAeI/PXes9bZo73M/s320/Photo0225.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OUT OF THE TWILIGHT ZONE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9Y4X-BRbGI/AAAAAAAAAdA/0WOOSBIWwdA/s1600-h/Photo0213.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176386806145444962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9Y4X-BRbGI/AAAAAAAAAdA/0WOOSBIWwdA/s320/Photo0213.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a life-saver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9Y4X-BRbHI/AAAAAAAAAdI/-Haor-8Lve8/s1600-h/Photo0217.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176386806145444978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9Y4X-BRbHI/AAAAAAAAAdI/-Haor-8Lve8/s320/Photo0217.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some image on my sis's bio lecture note book&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9Y4X-BRbII/AAAAAAAAAdQ/lsVykcH-Epg/s1600-h/Photo0218.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176386806145444994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9Y4X-BRbII/AAAAAAAAAdQ/lsVykcH-Epg/s320/Photo0218.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;light noodles?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9Y4YOBRbJI/AAAAAAAAAdY/WeoqAXBVS9U/s1600-h/Photo0219.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176386810440412306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9Y4YOBRbJI/AAAAAAAAAdY/WeoqAXBVS9U/s320/Photo0219.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this pic is really cool. the "pulses" of light are from the Alternating current.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9Y4DuBRbBI/AAAAAAAAAcY/E8aNhAec7f0/s1600-h/Photo0207.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176386458253093906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9Y4DuBRbBI/AAAAAAAAAcY/E8aNhAec7f0/s320/Photo0207.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The quadrangle lawn again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9Y4DuBRbCI/AAAAAAAAAcg/Iltys7Kny1Q/s1600-h/Photo0208.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176386458253093922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9Y4DuBRbCI/AAAAAAAAAcg/Iltys7Kny1Q/s320/Photo0208.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nifty sundial over te quadrangle lawn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9Y4D-BRbDI/AAAAAAAAAco/I4ct-sdPgFE/s1600-h/Photo0209.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176386462548061234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9Y4D-BRbDI/AAAAAAAAAco/I4ct-sdPgFE/s320/Photo0209.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bet they keep guns in there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9Y4D-BRbEI/AAAAAAAAAcw/O3gSlQX9YS0/s1600-h/Photo0210.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176386462548061250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9Y4D-BRbEI/AAAAAAAAAcw/O3gSlQX9YS0/s320/Photo0210.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9Y4EOBRbFI/AAAAAAAAAc4/fSvIYG08NGE/s1600-h/Photo0211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176386466843028562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9Y4EOBRbFI/AAAAAAAAAc4/fSvIYG08NGE/s320/Photo0211.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A random spiderweb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9Y3wuBRa8I/AAAAAAAAAbw/Z7ikoTpuG10/s1600-h/Photo0200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176386131835579330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9Y3wuBRa8I/AAAAAAAAAbw/Z7ikoTpuG10/s320/Photo0200.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the library lawn i think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9Y3x-BRa9I/AAAAAAAAAb4/bD0swjHf6ug/s1600-h/Photo0201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176386153310415826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9Y3x-BRa9I/AAAAAAAAAb4/bD0swjHf6ug/s320/Photo0201.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another bunch o people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9Y3yOBRa-I/AAAAAAAAAcA/0hbu8CaKuds/s1600-h/Photo0203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176386157605383138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9Y3yOBRa-I/AAAAAAAAAcA/0hbu8CaKuds/s320/Photo0203.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the bank&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9Y3yOBRa_I/AAAAAAAAAcI/seW2z0k7sw8/s1600-h/Photo0204.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176386157605383154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9Y3yOBRa_I/AAAAAAAAAcI/seW2z0k7sw8/s320/Photo0204.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some student union freebie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9Y3yOBRbAI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/Md05O_dHOiw/s1600-h/Photo0205.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176386157605383170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9Y3yOBRbAI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/Md05O_dHOiw/s320/Photo0205.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what the devil eats everyday. HOT as fricken hell man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9Y3d-BRa3I/AAAAAAAAAbI/Vlb01c2Dvhc/s1600-h/Photo0193.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176385809713032050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9Y3d-BRa3I/AAAAAAAAAbI/Vlb01c2Dvhc/s320/Photo0193.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main walkway thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9Y3d-BRa4I/AAAAAAAAAbQ/EHEokkxYRdg/s1600-h/Photo0194.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9Y3eOBRa5I/AAAAAAAAAbY/e9K_Iifgyak/s1600-h/Photo0196.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176385814007999378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9Y3eOBRa5I/AAAAAAAAAbY/e9K_Iifgyak/s320/Photo0196.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9Y3euBRa6I/AAAAAAAAAbg/IYE5uwm6W7E/s1600-h/Photo0197.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176385822597933986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9Y3euBRa6I/AAAAAAAAAbg/IYE5uwm6W7E/s320/Photo0197.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9Y3e-BRa7I/AAAAAAAAAbo/MFzBc_mFuUA/s1600-h/Photo0198.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176385826892901298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9Y3e-BRa7I/AAAAAAAAAbo/MFzBc_mFuUA/s320/Photo0198.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the quadrangle again i think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9Y3G-BRazI/AAAAAAAAAao/CyvRbumkWOU/s1600-h/Photo0189.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176385414576040754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9Y3G-BRazI/AAAAAAAAAao/CyvRbumkWOU/s320/Photo0189.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the main walkway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9Y3HeBRa0I/AAAAAAAAAaw/d68KUhfdlnU/s1600-h/Photo0190.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176385423165975362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9Y3HeBRa0I/AAAAAAAAAaw/d68KUhfdlnU/s320/Photo0190.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9Y3HeBRa1I/AAAAAAAAAa4/5WhseVEYdJc/s1600-h/Photo0191.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176385423165975378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9Y3HeBRa1I/AAAAAAAAAa4/5WhseVEYdJc/s320/Photo0191.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9Y3HeBRa2I/AAAAAAAAAbA/WDVSgc1D2_E/s1600-h/Photo0192.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176385423165975394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9Y3HeBRa2I/AAAAAAAAAbA/WDVSgc1D2_E/s320/Photo0192.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1643565690522899487-7086042347048647730?l=thebattlebox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/feeds/7086042347048647730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1643565690522899487&amp;postID=7086042347048647730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/7086042347048647730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/7086042347048647730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/2008/03/pics-from-today-and-yesterday.html' title='Pics from today and yesterday'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12802615680955693980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R6rlBoxEo5I/AAAAAAAAABU/rqVDID2KXHk/S220/Fisheye_me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9cYaOBRbaI/AAAAAAAAAfg/mEk6w0VV2d4/s72-c/Photo0237.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1643565690522899487.post-123909620104870328</id><published>2008-03-11T10:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T19:33:45.712-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 3 pictures</title><content type='html'>FINALLY! pictures are up:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're not really in running order, more like from night to morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9XqCOBRayI/AAAAAAAAAag/oIX3zNMIMzs/s1600-h/Photo0188.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176300670576323362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9XqCOBRayI/AAAAAAAAAag/oIX3zNMIMzs/s320/Photo0188.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg ufo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9Xp6uBRatI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/rK-ySMdwtMk/s1600-h/Photo0182.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176300541727304402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9Xp6uBRatI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/rK-ySMdwtMk/s320/Photo0182.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's some fashion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9Xp7eBRauI/AAAAAAAAAaA/eW4p28Yy4dQ/s1600-h/Photo0183.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176300554612206306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9Xp7eBRauI/AAAAAAAAAaA/eW4p28Yy4dQ/s320/Photo0183.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zomg shadow bird!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9Xp7-BRavI/AAAAAAAAAaI/rpqCYjI7_a4/s1600-h/Photo0185.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176300563202140914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9Xp7-BRavI/AAAAAAAAAaI/rpqCYjI7_a4/s320/Photo0185.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What is this?" you think. It's literally a bunch of little kids flinging themselves up an down on a trampoline. A very amusing sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9Xp8OBRawI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/sI9b6DUFBV4/s1600-h/Photo0186.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176300567497108226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9Xp8OBRawI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/sI9b6DUFBV4/s320/Photo0186.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An anti-biohazard sterilized syringe containment chamber.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9Xp8uBRaxI/AAAAAAAAAaY/nFsiAmS7aj8/s1600-h/Photo0187.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176300576087042834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9Xp8uBRaxI/AAAAAAAAAaY/nFsiAmS7aj8/s320/Photo0187.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a perspective thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9XpquBRaoI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/rjYlAOPSVXg/s1600-h/Photo0177.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176300266849397378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9XpquBRaoI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/rjYlAOPSVXg/s320/Photo0177.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovey-dovey-dovey-thingeys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9Xpq-BRapI/AAAAAAAAAZY/LAQqdZJM_TY/s1600-h/Photo0178.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176300271144364690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9Xpq-BRapI/AAAAAAAAAZY/LAQqdZJM_TY/s320/Photo0178.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DUCKY!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9XprOBRaqI/AAAAAAAAAZg/0DjD6UuWaM0/s1600-h/Photo0179.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176300275439332002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9XprOBRaqI/AAAAAAAAAZg/0DjD6UuWaM0/s320/Photo0179.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much to comment about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9XpreBRarI/AAAAAAAAAZo/UbS8grUqy6c/s1600-h/Photo0180.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176300279734299314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9XpreBRarI/AAAAAAAAAZo/UbS8grUqy6c/s320/Photo0180.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9XpreBRasI/AAAAAAAAAZw/KGmxeJtEyVY/s1600-h/Photo0181.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176300279734299330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9XpreBRasI/AAAAAAAAAZw/KGmxeJtEyVY/s320/Photo0181.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And your favourite queues just got longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9XpZeBRajI/AAAAAAAAAYo/eeamDR-2Z4U/s1600-h/Photo0172.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176299970496653874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9XpZeBRajI/AAAAAAAAAYo/eeamDR-2Z4U/s320/Photo0172.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That restaraunt is owned by satan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9XpZuBRakI/AAAAAAAAAYw/VEtkLogsY0k/s1600-h/Photo0173.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176299974791621186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9XpZuBRakI/AAAAAAAAAYw/VEtkLogsY0k/s320/Photo0173.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY EYES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9XpZ-BRalI/AAAAAAAAAY4/h7WqGS9QoG8/s1600-h/Photo0174.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176299979086588498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9XpZ-BRalI/AAAAAAAAAY4/h7WqGS9QoG8/s320/Photo0174.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bent in time 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9XpZ-BRamI/AAAAAAAAAZA/pA9y2LVL4l0/s1600-h/Photo0175.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176299979086588514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9XpZ-BRamI/AAAAAAAAAZA/pA9y2LVL4l0/s320/Photo0175.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big brother Mcdonald is watching us all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9XpaOBRanI/AAAAAAAAAZI/HT9XwjEk3rk/s1600-h/Photo0176.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176299983381555826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9XpaOBRanI/AAAAAAAAAZI/HT9XwjEk3rk/s320/Photo0176.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9XpIuBRaeI/AAAAAAAAAYA/cel9b45bh3s/s1600-h/Photo0165.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176299682733844962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9XpIuBRaeI/AAAAAAAAAYA/cel9b45bh3s/s320/Photo0165.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A korean christian procession thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9XpI-BRafI/AAAAAAAAAYI/8zfbskiXIOw/s1600-h/Photo0166.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176299687028812274" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9XpI-BRafI/AAAAAAAAAYI/8zfbskiXIOw/s320/Photo0166.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a police cruiser driving in front of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9XpI-BRagI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/1fXDEhZ4CYA/s1600-h/Photo0167.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176299687028812290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9XpI-BRagI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/1fXDEhZ4CYA/s320/Photo0167.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were marching just for fun apparently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9XpJOBRahI/AAAAAAAAAYY/CGt-wp7PkXs/s1600-h/Photo0168.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176299691323779602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9XpJOBRahI/AAAAAAAAAYY/CGt-wp7PkXs/s320/Photo0168.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The leaning church over pizza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9XpJeBRaiI/AAAAAAAAAYg/Ccgfa7TENBc/s1600-h/Photo0170.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176299695618746914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9XpJeBRaiI/AAAAAAAAAYg/Ccgfa7TENBc/s320/Photo0170.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that track up there is for the monorails&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9Xo2eBRaZI/AAAAAAAAAXY/GnfW02J3e04/s1600-h/Photo0154.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176299369201232274" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9Xo2eBRaZI/AAAAAAAAAXY/GnfW02J3e04/s320/Photo0154.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A day at the (art) museum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9Xo2uBRaaI/AAAAAAAAAXg/HceosV_7N4E/s1600-h/Photo0155.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176299373496199586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9Xo2uBRaaI/AAAAAAAAAXg/HceosV_7N4E/s320/Photo0155.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9Xo2-BRabI/AAAAAAAAAXo/_dkznEXERP4/s1600-h/Photo0157.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176299377791166898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9Xo2-BRabI/AAAAAAAAAXo/_dkznEXERP4/s320/Photo0157.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check out the bent building to the left&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9Xo3OBRacI/AAAAAAAAAXw/6RSgqT4nJeM/s1600-h/Photo0158.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176299382086134210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9Xo3OBRacI/AAAAAAAAAXw/6RSgqT4nJeM/s320/Photo0158.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9Xo3OBRadI/AAAAAAAAAX4/6H3pkTOxWzY/s1600-h/Photo0164.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176299382086134226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9Xo3OBRadI/AAAAAAAAAX4/6H3pkTOxWzY/s320/Photo0164.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you get such blue skies in Singapore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9XokOBRaUI/AAAAAAAAAWw/sDTo4aadihc/s1600-h/Photo0148.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176299055668619586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9XokOBRaUI/AAAAAAAAAWw/sDTo4aadihc/s320/Photo0148.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For brunch: My father ordered a pan-fried mushrooms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9XokuBRaWI/AAAAAAAAAXA/83xCTa5NQrg/s1600-h/Photo0151.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176299064258554210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9XokuBRaWI/AAAAAAAAAXA/83xCTa5NQrg/s320/Photo0151.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bent in time 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9XokeBRaVI/AAAAAAAAAW4/RfCDiFK96dc/s1600-h/Photo0149.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176299059963586898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9XokeBRaVI/AAAAAAAAAW4/RfCDiFK96dc/s320/Photo0149.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9Xok-BRaXI/AAAAAAAAAXI/07EC32GmCfY/s1600-h/Photo0152.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my empty plate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9XolOBRaYI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/5aqnD-SpZiw/s1600-h/Photo0153.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9XoROBRaPI/AAAAAAAAAWI/Gky2b57JBCE/s1600-h/Photo0143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176298729251105010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9XoROBRaPI/AAAAAAAAAWI/Gky2b57JBCE/s320/Photo0143.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WALK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9XoROBRaQI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/WpG94Ti-SRQ/s1600-h/Photo0144.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176298729251105026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9XoROBRaQI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/WpG94Ti-SRQ/s320/Photo0144.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9XoReBRaRI/AAAAAAAAAWY/kdbxt8yWTBQ/s1600-h/Photo0145.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176298733546072338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9XoReBRaRI/AAAAAAAAAWY/kdbxt8yWTBQ/s320/Photo0145.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hot chocolate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9XoR-BRaSI/AAAAAAAAAWg/DJXY-PlZVjU/s1600-h/Photo0146.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176298742136006946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9XoR-BRaSI/AAAAAAAAAWg/DJXY-PlZVjU/s320/Photo0146.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cappuccino&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9XoSOBRaTI/AAAAAAAAAWo/NnBQKCiyafo/s1600-h/Photo0147.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176298746430974258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9XoSOBRaTI/AAAAAAAAAWo/NnBQKCiyafo/s320/Photo0147.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My plate: toast, tomatoes, sausages, hash brown, bacon, eggs and something else that i forgot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9XoA-BRaKI/AAAAAAAAAVg/F7ZEuFUQzwc/s1600-h/Photo0137.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176298450078230690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9XoA-BRaKI/AAAAAAAAAVg/F7ZEuFUQzwc/s320/Photo0137.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the kitchen at my sister's place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9XoBeBRaLI/AAAAAAAAAVo/54Juy0nTANw/s1600-h/Photo0138.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176298458668165298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9XoBeBRaLI/AAAAAAAAAVo/54Juy0nTANw/s320/Photo0138.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A bunch of dead plants at my sister's place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9XoBeBRaMI/AAAAAAAAAVw/PGpvFXx-l-A/s1600-h/Photo0139.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9XoB-BRaNI/AAAAAAAAAV4/oBWTw0e-FME/s1600-h/Photo0140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176298467258099922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9XoB-BRaNI/AAAAAAAAAV4/oBWTw0e-FME/s320/Photo0140.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;look at the license plate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9XoCOBRaOI/AAAAAAAAAWA/lyGyve8EiG8/s1600-h/Photo0142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176298471553067234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9XoCOBRaOI/AAAAAAAAAWA/lyGyve8EiG8/s320/Photo0142.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zigzag&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9Xnv-BRaFI/AAAAAAAAAU4/TUoy9eVkjCs/s1600-h/Photo0132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176298158020454482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9Xnv-BRaFI/AAAAAAAAAU4/TUoy9eVkjCs/s320/Photo0132.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is Nachos I think. the other one's Guacamole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9XnwOBRaGI/AAAAAAAAAVA/8u2lCU_Owp4/s1600-h/Photo0133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176298162315421794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9XnwOBRaGI/AAAAAAAAAVA/8u2lCU_Owp4/s320/Photo0133.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9XnwuBRaHI/AAAAAAAAAVI/2ogJVmC3gec/s1600-h/Photo0134.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176298170905356402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9XnwuBRaHI/AAAAAAAAAVI/2ogJVmC3gec/s320/Photo0134.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The guys were gambling last night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9Xnw-BRaII/AAAAAAAAAVQ/meIdBRfw_QA/s1600-h/Photo0135.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176298175200323714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9Xnw-BRaII/AAAAAAAAAVQ/meIdBRfw_QA/s320/Photo0135.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9XnxeBRaJI/AAAAAAAAAVY/cuB1F2ENeXI/s1600-h/Photo0136.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176298183790258322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9XnxeBRaJI/AAAAAAAAAVY/cuB1F2ENeXI/s320/Photo0136.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, more pics later i think. Hopefully.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1643565690522899487-123909620104870328?l=thebattlebox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/feeds/123909620104870328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1643565690522899487&amp;postID=123909620104870328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/123909620104870328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/123909620104870328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/2008/03/day-3-pictures.html' title='Day 3 pictures'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12802615680955693980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R6rlBoxEo5I/AAAAAAAAABU/rqVDID2KXHk/S220/Fisheye_me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9XqCOBRayI/AAAAAAAAAag/oIX3zNMIMzs/s72-c/Photo0188.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1643565690522899487.post-546362698057121836</id><published>2008-03-10T04:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T04:40:48.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4th day</title><content type='html'>Looks like Blogger doesn't like australia. Pictures still can't be uploaded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well, let's talk about food then. I had Laksa at UNSW today. Of all the many types of food available, I chose laksa, and apparently i made the right one. The bowl that i got contains about 3 times the stuff than that in Singapore, and it's pretty evil-looking. No, it's the creation of the devil. One mouthful of it made me start crying and my nose started running and i started sweating after a few more. There were dumplings in it as well, but the whole thing cost 7 dollars? Worth it? I think so. I wasn't the one paying anyway lol :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In australia, there's an extremely varied selection of food to engorge yourself with, there's italian, fast food, really cheap chinese(but really tasty), Greek, lots of kebab stalls, and many many more. if your wallet happens to be particularly fat at the time, try that gourmet italian or Japanese family-owned restaraunts and you'll never go to pastamania or sakae sushi again. If not, you could go to one of those pubs and grab a 7$ steak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and the coffee is good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1643565690522899487-546362698057121836?l=thebattlebox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/feeds/546362698057121836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1643565690522899487&amp;postID=546362698057121836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/546362698057121836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/546362698057121836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/2008/03/4th-day.html' title='4th day'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12802615680955693980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R6rlBoxEo5I/AAAAAAAAABU/rqVDID2KXHk/S220/Fisheye_me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1643565690522899487.post-8526194417024551273</id><published>2008-03-09T20:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T20:36:49.932-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;3Well, wouldn't you know it. The internet's bein a bitch today and keeps crashing whenever i try to upload pictures. guess there wont be pictures today then. Basically, I went with my family today to some cafe overlooking maroubra beach, and my my, the Big breakfast is really HUGE. It came with roma tomatoes, some scrambled eggs, bacon, toast, a damn long sausage and a pile of pan-fried mushrooms. Simply divine. Had a Hot chocolate with it, the creamiest i've ever tasted.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then we went over to the city, and i noticed a few peculiar-looking license plates, especially one which said "DICKY". Then some woman got in the car and drove off in it. While cruising around, we saw a procession of korean people marching around in the middle of the road. "korean christian association" the banner said. Or something like that. Dunno what it was all about.&lt;br /&gt;Then to the arts museum, it's changed quite a lot since my last visit a year ago, there's lots of surrealist pieces, just one look at one of them will fry your bran while you try to interpret it.Go google "surrealism" and "salvador dali" if you can't visualise what i'm talking about.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Next, to darling harbour. Nothing much of interest there, except a yellow box in the toilet which was meant for the "disposal of used syringes". the drug problem in australia must be really bad.&lt;br /&gt;The final destination of the day was chinatown, it's not like part of australia at all, it's more like hong kong if you ask me, with lots of aussies walking around.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1643565690522899487-8526194417024551273?l=thebattlebox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/feeds/8526194417024551273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1643565690522899487&amp;postID=8526194417024551273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/8526194417024551273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/8526194417024551273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/2008/03/day-2.html' title='Day 3'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12802615680955693980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R6rlBoxEo5I/AAAAAAAAABU/rqVDID2KXHk/S220/Fisheye_me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1643565690522899487.post-8342092177316385483</id><published>2008-03-08T02:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T03:24:44.276-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PICTURES!</title><content type='html'>PICTURES! for today.&lt;br /&gt;It was a pretty fun day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9Jz8uBRZhI/AAAAAAAAAQc/TeuxjQ-eTpc/s1600-h/Photo0122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175326408784832018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9Jz8uBRZhI/AAAAAAAAAQc/TeuxjQ-eTpc/s320/Photo0122.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A view out the car window&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9Jz9eBRZiI/AAAAAAAAAQk/lh3KbW-pF7c/s1600-h/Photo0123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175326421669733922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9Jz9eBRZiI/AAAAAAAAAQk/lh3KbW-pF7c/s320/Photo0123.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet my sister and her friends' pet fish.(they live together in the same house.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9Jz9uBRZjI/AAAAAAAAAQs/COA6nHGF9U8/s1600-h/Photo0124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175326425964701234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9Jz9uBRZjI/AAAAAAAAAQs/COA6nHGF9U8/s320/Photo0124.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its called an Axolotl-Mexican Walking Fish. I call it the Mexican F*cked up Fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9Jz9uBRZkI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/pJnP6xHNJBg/s1600-h/Photo0125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175326425964701250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9Jz9uBRZkI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/pJnP6xHNJBg/s320/Photo0125.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;top view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9Jz-OBRZlI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/Cf0W9E66AyY/s1600-h/Photo0126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175326434554635858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9Jz-OBRZlI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/Cf0W9E66AyY/s320/Photo0126.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Side view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9JzoOBRZcI/AAAAAAAAAP0/q2F9t-ImRzE/s1600-h/Photo0117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175326056597513666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9JzoOBRZcI/AAAAAAAAAP0/q2F9t-ImRzE/s320/Photo0117.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A view of the sea from my filthy rich Aunt's  WIP house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9Jzo-BRZdI/AAAAAAAAAP8/vBEIryyCUOY/s1600-h/Photo0118.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175326069482415570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9Jzo-BRZdI/AAAAAAAAAP8/vBEIryyCUOY/s320/Photo0118.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9JzpOBRZeI/AAAAAAAAAQE/I9g1R-5FtBA/s1600-h/Photo0119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175326073777382882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9JzpOBRZeI/AAAAAAAAAQE/I9g1R-5FtBA/s320/Photo0119.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet another view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9JzpuBRZfI/AAAAAAAAAQM/fVvUlvgHObk/s1600-h/Photo0120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175326082367317490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9JzpuBRZfI/AAAAAAAAAQM/fVvUlvgHObk/s320/Photo0120.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9JzqOBRZgI/AAAAAAAAAQU/jATq6zgXJlA/s1600-h/Photo0121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175326090957252098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9JzqOBRZgI/AAAAAAAAAQU/jATq6zgXJlA/s320/Photo0121.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some patriotic aussie guy's house. notice the flags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9JzV-BRZXI/AAAAAAAAAPM/96eFojd5Li8/s1600-h/Photo0112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175325743064900978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9JzV-BRZXI/AAAAAAAAAPM/96eFojd5Li8/s320/Photo0112.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GPS system in my filthy rich aunt's car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9JzV-BRZYI/AAAAAAAAAPU/_sBHYaGNgLo/s1600-h/Photo0113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175325743064900994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9JzV-BRZYI/AAAAAAAAAPU/_sBHYaGNgLo/s320/Photo0113.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bloody low roof of my filthy rich aunt's car. Mum is in the background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9JzWOBRZZI/AAAAAAAAAPc/i0Ju56Fl758/s1600-h/Photo0114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175325747359868306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9JzWOBRZZI/AAAAAAAAAPc/i0Ju56Fl758/s320/Photo0114.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another shot of the car's interior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9JzWOBRZaI/AAAAAAAAAPk/v32vJc43gok/s1600-h/Photo0115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175325747359868322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9JzWOBRZaI/AAAAAAAAAPk/v32vJc43gok/s320/Photo0115.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A view of my Aunt's WIP house. (custom, super-famous architect designed)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9JzWeBRZbI/AAAAAAAAAPs/oTf2oDJHzXU/s1600-h/Photo0116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175325751654835634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9JzWeBRZbI/AAAAAAAAAPs/oTf2oDJHzXU/s320/Photo0116.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another pic of my aunt's WIP house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9JzEOBRZSI/AAAAAAAAAOk/HJjzkCsmOhE/s1600-h/Photo0107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175325438122222882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9JzEOBRZSI/AAAAAAAAAOk/HJjzkCsmOhE/s320/Photo0107.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My aunt's current 2 years old house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9JzEeBRZTI/AAAAAAAAAOs/YFXvpXe5JXA/s1600-h/Photo0108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175325442417190194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9JzEeBRZTI/AAAAAAAAAOs/YFXvpXe5JXA/s320/Photo0108.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another pic of the house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9JzEuBRZUI/AAAAAAAAAO0/GfrhLF6bN14/s1600-h/Photo0109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175325446712157506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9JzEuBRZUI/AAAAAAAAAO0/GfrhLF6bN14/s320/Photo0109.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interior of the house-living room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9JzE-BRZVI/AAAAAAAAAO8/-MqRiU2rUrA/s1600-h/Photo0110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175325451007124818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9JzE-BRZVI/AAAAAAAAAO8/-MqRiU2rUrA/s320/Photo0110.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Garden of the house. My grandma grows stuff like tea leaves and tomatoes and mangoes here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9JzFOBRZWI/AAAAAAAAAPE/_hSH8axpgY0/s1600-h/Photo0111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175325455302092130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9JzFOBRZWI/AAAAAAAAAPE/_hSH8axpgY0/s320/Photo0111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another shot of the garden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9JydeBRZNI/AAAAAAAAAN8/EP36nc5KfhM/s1600-h/Photo0102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175324772402291922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9JydeBRZNI/AAAAAAAAAN8/EP36nc5KfhM/s320/Photo0102.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shot of the beach where we had lunch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9Jyd-BRZOI/AAAAAAAAAOE/uOAwEbExGyc/s1600-h/Photo0103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175324780992226530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9Jyd-BRZOI/AAAAAAAAAOE/uOAwEbExGyc/s320/Photo0103.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pic of a vietnamese-style-toasted-baguette-with-yummy-filling-sandwich-thingie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9Jyd-BRZPI/AAAAAAAAAOM/dn7VDDnD2fE/s1600-h/Photo0104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175324780992226546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9Jyd-BRZPI/AAAAAAAAAOM/dn7VDDnD2fE/s320/Photo0104.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random pic of traffic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9JyeOBRZQI/AAAAAAAAAOU/64-Ww9GOFeA/s1600-h/Photo0105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175324785287193858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9JyeOBRZQI/AAAAAAAAAOU/64-Ww9GOFeA/s320/Photo0105.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random pic of shops&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9JyeeBRZRI/AAAAAAAAAOc/NyN198BsYW0/s1600-h/Photo0106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175324789582161170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9JyeeBRZRI/AAAAAAAAAOc/NyN198BsYW0/s320/Photo0106.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I call it "Bent in time".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9JyAOBRZII/AAAAAAAAANU/fmcQyIpk74Q/s1600-h/Photo0097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175324269891118210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9JyAOBRZII/AAAAAAAAANU/fmcQyIpk74Q/s320/Photo0097.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random shot of the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9JyAeBRZJI/AAAAAAAAANc/hGhbCRI0QH0/s1600-h/Photo0098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175324274186085522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9JyAeBRZJI/AAAAAAAAANc/hGhbCRI0QH0/s320/Photo0098.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"bent in time 2"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9JyAuBRZKI/AAAAAAAAANk/ej3dQPXuM94/s1600-h/Photo0099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175324278481052834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9JyAuBRZKI/AAAAAAAAANk/ej3dQPXuM94/s320/Photo0099.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"bent in time 3"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9JyAuBRZLI/AAAAAAAAANs/w_OAQukGMnk/s1600-h/Photo0100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175324278481052850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9JyAuBRZLI/AAAAAAAAANs/w_OAQukGMnk/s320/Photo0100.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some castle-looking thin overlooking the sea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9JyA-BRZMI/AAAAAAAAAN0/m4LMztJ_FlI/s1600-h/Photo0101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175324282776020162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9JyA-BRZMI/AAAAAAAAAN0/m4LMztJ_FlI/s320/Photo0101.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The same beach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9JxuOBRZDI/AAAAAAAAAMs/T5NLr_aOfxU/s1600-h/Photo0091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175323960653472818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9JxuOBRZDI/AAAAAAAAAMs/T5NLr_aOfxU/s320/Photo0091.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outside my sister's place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9JxueBRZEI/AAAAAAAAAM0/vVFF-2JJvvg/s1600-h/Photo0092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175323964948440130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9JxueBRZEI/AAAAAAAAAM0/vVFF-2JJvvg/s320/Photo0092.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sitting room of my sis's place. cosy isnt it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9JxueBRZFI/AAAAAAAAAM8/nAnwKlUK1Y8/s1600-h/Photo0093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175323964948440146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9JxueBRZFI/AAAAAAAAAM8/nAnwKlUK1Y8/s320/Photo0093.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"bent in time 4"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9Jxu-BRZGI/AAAAAAAAANE/KTjlAF8ENq4/s1600-h/Photo0095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175323973538374754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9Jxu-BRZGI/AAAAAAAAANE/KTjlAF8ENq4/s320/Photo0095.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much to comment about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9JxveBRZHI/AAAAAAAAANM/NmbI1RmJnOc/s1600-h/Photo0096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175323982128309362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9JxveBRZHI/AAAAAAAAANM/NmbI1RmJnOc/s320/Photo0096.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very long queue outside vietnamese-style-toasted-baguette-with-yummy-filling-sandwich-thingie shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/PICTURES! for today.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more in the days to come!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1643565690522899487-8342092177316385483?l=thebattlebox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/feeds/8342092177316385483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1643565690522899487&amp;postID=8342092177316385483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/8342092177316385483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/8342092177316385483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/2008/03/pictures.html' title='PICTURES!'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12802615680955693980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R6rlBoxEo5I/AAAAAAAAABU/rqVDID2KXHk/S220/Fisheye_me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R9Jz8uBRZhI/AAAAAAAAAQc/TeuxjQ-eTpc/s72-c/Photo0122.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1643565690522899487.post-3329302796221234135</id><published>2008-03-07T13:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T21:37:17.615-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Australia!</title><content type='html'>On thursday: Went to school, went home at 5. boarded the bus to the airport at 6 and flew off into the sunset in the brand new A380. About 7 hours of Feeding Frenzy, Zuma Deluxe, Hitman and Rush Hour 3 later, I find myself in Sydney, Australia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather's really nice here at the moment, its like walking around in an air-conditioned mall, or like walking around outside in Singapore right after rain, just that it's not so humid. In fact, it's really dry and i keep needing to apply moisturiser to my skin or i'll just shrivel up and die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum and dad dropped me off at my sister's place (who is currently in uni) and went off to settle other business. It's a pretty cool place, 2 level house, shared by 6 people, and her room is pretty nicely decorated with posters of crazy jap. bands and drawings of her pet budgie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Then i got to meet 2 of her friends, very nice people, Aussies really have a nice sense of humour, very much different from that of singaporeans. I joined them for lunch and a tour around UNSW and had a great time. it's nice to hear some proper english being spoken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Oh, and the air here is really CLEAN. Devoid of weird and unpleasant odours and smells, except when we walked past this house which smelled of fart. Other than that, Australia is really a nice place to live in, if you can cope with the silee at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go do Bio HW now. Moar updates comin up&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1643565690522899487-3329302796221234135?l=thebattlebox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/feeds/3329302796221234135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1643565690522899487&amp;postID=3329302796221234135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/3329302796221234135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/3329302796221234135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/2008/03/australia.html' title='Australia!'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12802615680955693980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R6rlBoxEo5I/AAAAAAAAABU/rqVDID2KXHk/S220/Fisheye_me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1643565690522899487.post-227034712698762113</id><published>2008-03-03T06:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T06:57:04.127-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It was a typical day at school...</title><content type='html'>Meh. TPJC is a slackhouse. Everything is disorganised and lotsa people are queers. Good thing is there isn't much homework, which leaves time for studying. Which I'm gonna do tomorrow. Lol. because Guitar ensemble ended at 7 pm today. At least they were kind enough to buy pizza. Phree dinner is always welcome.&lt;br /&gt;So far it's been pretty fun at guitar ensem. Met a few new peeps, and the class is sorta slowly getting together. Only thing left is to sort out all the chaos about buying new files and shit like that. Seriously, even SR is more organised.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1643565690522899487-227034712698762113?l=thebattlebox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/feeds/227034712698762113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1643565690522899487&amp;postID=227034712698762113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/227034712698762113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/227034712698762113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/2008/03/it-was-typical-day-at-school.html' title='It was a typical day at school...'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12802615680955693980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R6rlBoxEo5I/AAAAAAAAABU/rqVDID2KXHk/S220/Fisheye_me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1643565690522899487.post-5910749423828157784</id><published>2008-03-01T22:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T06:00:26.924-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Longest Day</title><content type='html'>Finally! Got the Jumper soundtrack. Love the theme, it gets your adrenaline going and your fingers tapping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joined Tedric from TPJC to go for his maths tuition at some dude's place which is a 5 min. walk away from mine, and stayed there for 5 1/2 hours, doing partial fractions. Finally I've mastered the damn topic. About time too, else i'll be swamped with incromprehensible H2 maths flibbertigibbettiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Immediately after that, went with my parents for dinner at the Marriot Hotel, I went for the buffet, and man do they make awesome desserts. Near the end of my meal, some person came over and asked in a sweet lady's voice whether I was finished with my plate of food. I said yes and then this huge hairy arm came into view. Immediately I looked at the person and it was some large burly Indian guy. Scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to mug with Hong Aik again tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1643565690522899487-5910749423828157784?l=thebattlebox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/feeds/5910749423828157784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1643565690522899487&amp;postID=5910749423828157784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/5910749423828157784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/5910749423828157784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/2008/03/longest-day.html' title='The Longest Day'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12802615680955693980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R6rlBoxEo5I/AAAAAAAAABU/rqVDID2KXHk/S220/Fisheye_me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1643565690522899487.post-4224283225774231770</id><published>2008-02-28T15:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T23:39:03.554-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Full Life Consequences</title><content type='html'>It's been quite a week at school. the entire week was a slack-fest, the only significant things that happened in school werethe daily chem and maths lectures. Made a few new friends, but very few. Either the school is very big, or the rest of my class seems to be avoiding me. I can't even tell if this or that person was in my CG or not. But with my small band of mates, we manage to pretty much enjoy ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The highlight of the week was yesterday, when we were having our chem lecture. A real ROFL-worthy day. The lecturer(some indian dude) wanted to use the whiteboard in the LT which was hidden behind the projection screen and tried to raise the screen. He tried fiddling with the controls but the screen got stuck. Then some other teacher went to help, and she managed to un-stick it but for some reason she started lowering it. It got lower and lower and loooweeerrrrrr. Then then it detached. They tried fixing it back, but it was a sloppy job. End result:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R8ey_-aRTQI/AAAAAAAAAMk/uIB4Y-bWZus/s1600-h/Photo0090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172299509212990722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R8ey_-aRTQI/AAAAAAAAAMk/uIB4Y-bWZus/s320/Photo0090.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was quie hilarious watching them fussing over the thing, I was thinking of taking a video of it but teachers were watching...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, it's the end of the week. Time to hang up my VS uniform for the last time and wear that Green THING for 2 years. Ah well. All good things must end sometime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I found this on the net today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OHxyZaZlaOs"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OHxyZaZlaOs" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's part 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/h8yHguvYYyQ"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/h8yHguvYYyQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1643565690522899487-4224283225774231770?l=thebattlebox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/feeds/4224283225774231770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1643565690522899487&amp;postID=4224283225774231770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/4224283225774231770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/4224283225774231770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/2008/02/full-life-consequences.html' title='Full Life Consequences'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12802615680955693980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R6rlBoxEo5I/AAAAAAAAABU/rqVDID2KXHk/S220/Fisheye_me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R8ey_-aRTQI/AAAAAAAAAMk/uIB4Y-bWZus/s72-c/Photo0090.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1643565690522899487.post-369028010093717069</id><published>2008-02-27T22:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T06:22:50.681-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A botched plan</title><content type='html'>Okay, school was okay today. Not many lessons, and i had a tremendously fun time at Guitar Ensemble, where the J1s had trials to gauge their skill and stuff. I scored full marks for everything except recognition of pitch :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I immediately went home to change and went out again to Plaza Sing to meet my former SR CG classmates. Waited at Fish&amp;amp;co. for about an hour. Gave up. Waited at Swensen's for half hour. Gave up. Kimberly left and we ended up eating at Macs instead. Seriously screwed up outing. I don't really wanna talk about it at the moment, I'm seriously dog-tired. But we will definately try again some other time, hopefully it will be succesful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1643565690522899487-369028010093717069?l=thebattlebox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/feeds/369028010093717069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1643565690522899487&amp;postID=369028010093717069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/369028010093717069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/369028010093717069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/2008/02/botched-plan.html' title='A botched plan'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12802615680955693980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R6rlBoxEo5I/AAAAAAAAABU/rqVDID2KXHk/S220/Fisheye_me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1643565690522899487.post-6030402075224336477</id><published>2008-02-25T17:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T06:04:25.159-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aerodynamic</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I've just realised how addictive "Aerodynamic" by Daft Punk is. I've been playing it over and over and over again since 2pm. THE CATCHY TUNE. IT FEEDS UPON MY BRAINWAVES!!!!!111 Theres this lovely electric guitar segment that makes me feel so uppity. I can't believe that some pople haven't even HEARD of Daft Punk. They should really come out of their little hole in the ground and LISTEN.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Got some ice cream from Ice Cream Chefs today. Hershey's chocolate with Famous Amos mixed in. heavenly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R8LJB_baw7I/AAAAAAAAAMc/VE9SZ8SZaFU/s1600-h/Photo0081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170916358218236850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R8LJB_baw7I/AAAAAAAAAMc/VE9SZ8SZaFU/s320/Photo0081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I spent the whole friggen afternoon doing Chem homework. Worked until 9 before I went to try out that guitar thingie from Aerodynamic on the piano. It's gonna sound so cool once I master it. Not in that rock-ish kind of way but in that classical-ish kind of way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mum told me that we're going back to Australia for the March hols. Anything you guys want me to get for you, just give me a holler.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Terms and conditions apply, batteries not included, and warranty is expired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1643565690522899487-6030402075224336477?l=thebattlebox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/feeds/6030402075224336477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1643565690522899487&amp;postID=6030402075224336477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/6030402075224336477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/6030402075224336477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/2008/02/aerodynamic.html' title='Aerodynamic'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12802615680955693980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R6rlBoxEo5I/AAAAAAAAABU/rqVDID2KXHk/S220/Fisheye_me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R8LJB_baw7I/AAAAAAAAAMc/VE9SZ8SZaFU/s72-c/Photo0081.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1643565690522899487.post-380059213486996372</id><published>2008-02-24T23:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T07:18:48.001-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In the Valley of Elah</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, I went mugging with Hong Aik. Yes, mugging. Whenever I'm at home and have nothing to do, I get this sudden urge to take out my notes and revise. We went to Burger King to mug. You should see how many of our kind there are. 3/4 of the chairs and tables were taken up by muggers. We stayed there for about 5 hours then went to Aston's for dinner. 2 very filling dinners+2 ice lemon teas =16 dollars exactly, including gst. We should go there more often. Just as I finish typing this, a tremor occurs. Prolly some earthquake at sumatra or something like that. Curiously, I was thinking of skyscrapers wobbling around at the time. But enough of this weirdness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to get me some new contact lenses today. The last time I wore contacts was like 5 years ago. There was a nasty incident which resulted in an ulcer on my left eye but i'm ready to give it a go again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just came back from a screening of "In the Valley of Elah" at Tanglin Club. It was a pretty good movie, one of those thinking types where you gotta link different events together to form a clear picture or it will just sound nonsensical. I realised that it was M-18 after watching the movie. That explains some of the scenes. But still, it was pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like my new hair. It's basically a crew cut, short and simple. and cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1643565690522899487-380059213486996372?l=thebattlebox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/feeds/380059213486996372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1643565690522899487&amp;postID=380059213486996372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/380059213486996372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/380059213486996372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/2008/02/in-valley-of-elah.html' title='In the Valley of Elah'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12802615680955693980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R6rlBoxEo5I/AAAAAAAAABU/rqVDID2KXHk/S220/Fisheye_me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1643565690522899487.post-2604150293189815668</id><published>2008-02-22T19:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T03:33:39.102-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HOT</title><content type='html'>3rd day of oriendation at TPJC. Wet games today! Hurrah! not. I am currently feeling very dirty, even after a 15 minute shower. We rolled around in egg yolk, ketchup, chilli sauce and wet dough, a very unpleasant experience unless you happen to like that sort of thing. I got covered the most, probably because of the excessive surface area created by my height. And the running track is HOT. VERY HOT. It's like HOLDING YOUR DAMN FOOT OVER A DAMN OPEN FLAME. Now I know how eggs feelwhen they're being fried. If eggs were living things, the only thing that would be on their minds would probably be " Oh no", before they suffer a slow, sizzling death and be ingested by some obese american. Speaking of sizzling, my OG mates' feet were making sizzling noises. seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food at TP is quite varied, you get quite a lot of choices to choose from, but the food doesn't necessarily taste good. But hey, it's pretty cheap, 2.50 for a japanese set meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signed up for CCAs after that. I think i'll check out Guitar ensemble and Air-rifle. Always wanted to join Air-rifle but I wasn't good enough. Tried out a few shots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R76yB_baw5I/AAAAAAAAADM/vTIoceNcpZc/s1600-h/Photo0079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169765169543955346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R76yB_baw5I/AAAAAAAAADM/vTIoceNcpZc/s320/Photo0079.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed a shot. ended up on the card of the guy next to me lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1643565690522899487-2604150293189815668?l=thebattlebox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/feeds/2604150293189815668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1643565690522899487&amp;postID=2604150293189815668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/2604150293189815668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/2604150293189815668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/2008/02/hot.html' title='HOT'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12802615680955693980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R6rlBoxEo5I/AAAAAAAAABU/rqVDID2KXHk/S220/Fisheye_me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R76yB_baw5I/AAAAAAAAADM/vTIoceNcpZc/s72-c/Photo0079.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1643565690522899487.post-4892574885849073846</id><published>2008-02-21T17:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T01:59:33.675-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WIN HOR? OK!</title><content type='html'>As the cliched saying goes, every cloud has a silver lining.&lt;br /&gt;I felt the second day of orientation was much better than the first. Maybe it was because of the greatly reduced duration of time spent on talks, maybe it was because of the presence of those Malay guys who were so funny and lame. Makes me think of all those dudes back at VS.Today, there was only 1 hour of talks, followed by "the game of life"(lol), some Amazing Race-styled around-the-school-playing-games thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly, I enjoyed myself tremendously, probably because I've settled down to the fact that I ain't going anywhere, and i might as well enjoy myself whenever posible. Was friggen tired after that and decided to skip mass dance and choir auditions. Yes, choir auditions, you read correctly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, almost forgot. They gave out free milk lol. And I got the orientation package, which included a shirt, shoebag and towel. Cost 15.50 tho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i reached home, got a call from Val saying that she was crashing TP. sigh. Hope you had fun Val!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1643565690522899487-4892574885849073846?l=thebattlebox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/feeds/4892574885849073846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1643565690522899487&amp;postID=4892574885849073846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/4892574885849073846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/4892574885849073846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/2008/02/win-hor-ok.html' title='WIN HOR? OK!'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12802615680955693980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R6rlBoxEo5I/AAAAAAAAABU/rqVDID2KXHk/S220/Fisheye_me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1643565690522899487.post-5532757152863137460</id><published>2008-02-20T18:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T03:36:46.018-08:00</updated><title type='text'>doomed</title><content type='html'>Aight. First day of orientation at TPJC. My future looks bleak. Upon arriving at TPJC, student councillors sarted corraling JAE people into the hall. Going to the hall is something like descending into Dante's hell, a (sortof) ring of steps leading downwards into this funky looking building which is apparently the hall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There we &lt;s&gt;whispered&lt;/s&gt; sang the National anthem and stuff and they played the school song. I assumed that the hall wasn't air-conditioned cos it didn't appear to have any doors or anything and prepared myself for a very hot orientation. That was when they started lowering the shutters over the doorways. I was like OMGWTFBBQ FRIGGEN LET ME OUT, MAN! Then I heard the sound of the AC and settled down again. My OG consists of a bunch of really weird people, with a Boy/girl ratio of 3:1. Met a nice guy from Coral Sec who failed to enter NY as well, and sortof got acquainted. The rest of the guys? Bunch of rowdy bastards, especially that guy from St. Pats. Friggen wouldn't close his mouth and spouting profanities all the way. The girls were quiet and kept to themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The principal is super-weird as well. Kept repeating what she said and emphasizing her point over and over and over again. "You will have fun because WE ARE A HAPPI FAMILY! You will have fun because WE HAVE GREAT AND CARING TEACHERS. YOU WILL HAVE FUN BECAUSE YOUR PEERS ARE VERY HELPFUL!" right... spread your propaganda in a less obvious fashion please. Then she broke into song for some reason and sang off-tune.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we had some icebreaker games that weren't very ice-breaking and did some cheers, some of which were pretty lame-o.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R7wHZfbaw3I/AAAAAAAAAC8/lotE_CMHT8A/s1600-h/Photo0077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169014606829110130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R7wHZfbaw3I/AAAAAAAAAC8/lotE_CMHT8A/s320/Photo0077.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then sat through about 3 hours of subject talks and shit like that.&lt;br /&gt;At 1 pm, left school early, said I had to appeal to other JCs. Went to Ashpenn's place instead to play Half-life 2 on the 360. I just recieved an SMS from that NY AEP teacher, sayng that she would not exercise my appeal for arts. I think I'm well and thoroughly screwed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really miss you 1S20 guys. My mum refuses to allow me to return to SR, so i'm stuck in TP.&lt;br /&gt;Wherever I go, I keep thinking Kimberly and Joanna when I see CHIJ girls and spotted a few Nicole lookalikes. That guy in a yellow shirt wasn't Robin, and most of the guys were wearing White shirts and blue pants.&lt;br /&gt;Here's hoping I get some good classmates and good teachers. Only a miracle can save me now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1643565690522899487-5532757152863137460?l=thebattlebox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/feeds/5532757152863137460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1643565690522899487&amp;postID=5532757152863137460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/5532757152863137460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/5532757152863137460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/2008/02/doomed.html' title='doomed'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12802615680955693980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R6rlBoxEo5I/AAAAAAAAABU/rqVDID2KXHk/S220/Fisheye_me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R7wHZfbaw3I/AAAAAAAAAC8/lotE_CMHT8A/s72-c/Photo0077.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1643565690522899487.post-1774400021010948084</id><published>2008-02-19T23:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T07:03:59.515-08:00</updated><title type='text'>such a pity...</title><content type='html'>I hate MOE. Give us a month or so to make a few new friends, then suddenly take them all away. Wth. Today, the last official day spent with 1S20, we planned it well. Sortof. We were going to have brunch after school for the last time together at Kovan Mcdonald's, the place where we had our first outing together. Then, we would go to Sentosa and have the time of our lives for the last time together then have dinner for the last time together and finlly go home...for the last time together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, since I got posted to TPJC, I immediately sought the help of my AEP teacher to help me enter NY, and was rudely interrupted in the middle of our brunch, to go to NY on the same day to do a practical and theory test. Showed the teacher the best stuff I had, Did the tests the best that I could and hurried off to Sentosa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played Beach volleyball for the first time, t'was fun but my aim sorta sucks really bad. Almost had to wade into the ocean once to fetch the ball. Then as quickly as it began, it started to grow dark so we went to Carl's Jr at Vivo for dinner. Finally, one by one, we left the MRT train, with Nicole crying with every departure. Cheer up! It's not the end!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really hope to see you guys again soon! It will never be the same without all you weird and interesting characters being at loggerheads with each other. But for the while, Au Revoir!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1643565690522899487-1774400021010948084?l=thebattlebox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/feeds/1774400021010948084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1643565690522899487&amp;postID=1774400021010948084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/1774400021010948084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/1774400021010948084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/2008/02/such-pity.html' title='such a pity...'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12802615680955693980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R6rlBoxEo5I/AAAAAAAAABU/rqVDID2KXHk/S220/Fisheye_me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1643565690522899487.post-7117770129138150794</id><published>2008-02-18T05:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T05:41:27.364-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sleepy'/><title type='text'>The final countdown</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;1 day till I will probably never see my 1S20 chums again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1/2 day till the JAE posing results are released&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 hours till bedtime&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today. Boring, dull, uneventful, boring. Way to spend the 2nd last day together with 1S20. I WANTED to bring my laptop but it just couldn't fit in. So, end result:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R7mKlfbaw2I/AAAAAAAAAC0/_7oQ90vvFRE/s1600-h/Photo0066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168314424080647010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R7mKlfbaw2I/AAAAAAAAAC0/_7oQ90vvFRE/s320/Photo0066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R7mI6_bawyI/AAAAAAAAACU/603DcZh8TpY/s1600-h/Photo0065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168312594424578850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R7mI6_bawyI/AAAAAAAAACU/603DcZh8TpY/s320/Photo0065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R7mI7_baw0I/AAAAAAAAACk/L1grIIkQC5g/s1600-h/Photo0067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168312611604448066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R7mI7_baw0I/AAAAAAAAACk/L1grIIkQC5g/s320/Photo0067.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomorrow, a day of uncertainty! What will we do? Where will we go? Bring money and change of clothes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1643565690522899487-7117770129138150794?l=thebattlebox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/feeds/7117770129138150794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1643565690522899487&amp;postID=7117770129138150794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/7117770129138150794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/7117770129138150794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/2008/02/final-countdown.html' title='The final countdown'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12802615680955693980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R6rlBoxEo5I/AAAAAAAAABU/rqVDID2KXHk/S220/Fisheye_me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R7mKlfbaw2I/AAAAAAAAAC0/_7oQ90vvFRE/s72-c/Photo0066.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1643565690522899487.post-435444404388897538</id><published>2008-02-17T03:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T03:30:30.262-08:00</updated><title type='text'>omg you hax</title><content type='html'>Back from a really fun yet exhausting day at Val's place. I have no idea why i'm so tired. Maybe it was the pushups, maybe it was Gabriel's alcoholic atomic breath or maybe I was just plain tired, but whatever.&lt;br /&gt;It was FUN today. Met up with Nick Yoong and Kim then sortof walked in circles around Eastlink mall. They have counters above doorways to count the number of people passing through. Weird huh?&lt;br /&gt;Then we met up with nicole and co. and made our way to Val's place. Very nice place, CNY decorations everywhere. We had hot plate and steamboat, tho i mostly used the hotplate. Buttered chicken=yummy. Clifford seems to have a fetish for vibrating egg tofu. Weird guy.&lt;br /&gt;Ate alot, became damn full, then we sat down and played card games. I took an interest in Clifford's guitar, and indirectly caused the breakage of his 6th string. Whoops lol. Made a trip to Eatlink to buy a replacement. Speaking of guitars, I should be buying one for my B'day, hopefully a good one under 100 bux.&lt;br /&gt;Back on topic, we started playing "Cheat", that classic game that I used to be so good at. But it looks like i've lost all my m4d sk1llz, resulting in me accumulating close to the whole deck. meh.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, Gabriel drank a whole bottle of Bacardi, making him very very drunk. Very unwise.&lt;br /&gt;Then we debated whether or not to pon school tomorrow and go to Sentosa instead. Kim insisted that we go to the zoo. Meh, in the end we decided on just going back to school. I might bring my laptop...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1643565690522899487-435444404388897538?l=thebattlebox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/feeds/435444404388897538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1643565690522899487&amp;postID=435444404388897538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/435444404388897538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/435444404388897538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/2008/02/omg-you-hax.html' title='omg you hax'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12802615680955693980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R6rlBoxEo5I/AAAAAAAAABU/rqVDID2KXHk/S220/Fisheye_me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1643565690522899487.post-6143066241003588542</id><published>2008-02-15T23:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T07:35:02.067-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1S20 poem'/><title type='text'>Esprit de Corps</title><content type='html'>Here's a nice little poem for the people of 1S20:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we part our separate ways,&lt;br /&gt;I begin to remember the days;&lt;br /&gt;That we spent in SRJC"wasting time" in the SAC.&lt;br /&gt;Though not everyone is so tall,&lt;br /&gt;Yall give me a feeling of Esprit de Corps.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for all the help and fun times,&lt;br /&gt;Though it has cost me quite a few dimes. (lol)&lt;br /&gt;Even if we do not meet again,&lt;br /&gt;Do not despair, do not be pained.&lt;br /&gt;Cos guys and gals of 1S20,&lt;br /&gt;I will really miss you plenty!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1643565690522899487-6143066241003588542?l=thebattlebox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/feeds/6143066241003588542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1643565690522899487&amp;postID=6143066241003588542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/6143066241003588542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/6143066241003588542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/2008/02/esprit-de-corps.html' title='Esprit de Corps'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12802615680955693980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R6rlBoxEo5I/AAAAAAAAABU/rqVDID2KXHk/S220/Fisheye_me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1643565690522899487.post-2213801090011613493</id><published>2008-02-15T23:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T07:19:57.817-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Audiosurf</title><content type='html'>I found this pretty neat game called audiosurf. Its a mix between Guitar-hero styled rhythm games and tetris. Weird huh. Just watch this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-N_-9unbk24&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-N_-9unbk24&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, ponned H1 Maths tutorial today. Hurrah! Went to Pizza hut to eat instead lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was walking home from Kembangan MRT, I was feeling particularly observant and noticed a white miratory bird in the canal, so i took a picture of it, and some other random stuff too, just for fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R7WlPfbawuI/AAAAAAAAAB0/GURF8Abl_KA/s1600-h/Photo0062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167217833030632162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R7WlPfbawuI/AAAAAAAAAB0/GURF8Abl_KA/s320/Photo0062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R7WlPvbawvI/AAAAAAAAAB8/XaBxZK-BuA4/s1600-h/Photo0063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167217837325599474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R7WlPvbawvI/AAAAAAAAAB8/XaBxZK-BuA4/s320/Photo0063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R7WlP_bawwI/AAAAAAAAACE/O9YqKqM4R_s/s1600-h/Photo0064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167217841620566786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R7WlP_bawwI/AAAAAAAAACE/O9YqKqM4R_s/s320/Photo0064.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok whatever. Going out with Ashpenn and Ben tomorrow to watch Jumper, it should be cool, then on Sunday gonna join 1S20 at Val's for steamboat, possibly one of the few last times that I'll be with them. so sad. Ah well. Au Revoir!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1643565690522899487-2213801090011613493?l=thebattlebox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/feeds/2213801090011613493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1643565690522899487&amp;postID=2213801090011613493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/2213801090011613493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/2213801090011613493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/2008/02/audiosurf.html' title='Audiosurf'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12802615680955693980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R6rlBoxEo5I/AAAAAAAAABU/rqVDID2KXHk/S220/Fisheye_me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R7WlPfbawuI/AAAAAAAAAB0/GURF8Abl_KA/s72-c/Photo0062.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1643565690522899487.post-3322899737211910861</id><published>2008-02-13T22:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T06:07:35.032-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Food Glorious food!</title><content type='html'>Today for dinner I went to Big Fish with my dad, which is this upper-class restaraunt that specialises in Fish n' chips and seafood and whatnot. There happened to be a set meal available, I chose rack of lamb:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R7L29PbawtI/AAAAAAAAABs/3pNuwGJTYZE/s1600-h/Photo0059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166463254521365202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R7L29PbawtI/AAAAAAAAABs/3pNuwGJTYZE/s320/Photo0059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which was pretty damned yummy. It came with Soup of the day(corn soup, REALLY GOOD) and tea. I got a peach cocktail thing to go with it. A very good dinner indeed. 30 bucks for 2 ppl tho. Sorry, no other pics. People were staring lol. The food there is really worth a try, if you've got the money and just HAPPEN to be in the vicinity of East Coast Road. 5 stars.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1643565690522899487-3322899737211910861?l=thebattlebox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/feeds/3322899737211910861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1643565690522899487&amp;postID=3322899737211910861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/3322899737211910861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/3322899737211910861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/2008/02/food-glorious-food.html' title='Food Glorious food!'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12802615680955693980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R6rlBoxEo5I/AAAAAAAAABU/rqVDID2KXHk/S220/Fisheye_me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R7L29PbawtI/AAAAAAAAABs/3pNuwGJTYZE/s72-c/Photo0059.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1643565690522899487.post-460126959944713362</id><published>2008-02-12T21:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T05:33:56.803-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Money is meant to be spent</title><content type='html'>Went to TM straight(well not really STRAIGHT) after school today with Clifford and Nicole, to buy some goodies for v'day and to grab some dinner. Total cost spent for the day:$54.40. Not a sum to shake a stick at, even if you wanted to. At least I had fun. Now to Econs!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1643565690522899487-460126959944713362?l=thebattlebox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/feeds/460126959944713362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1643565690522899487&amp;postID=460126959944713362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/460126959944713362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/460126959944713362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/2008/02/money-is-meant-to-be-spent.html' title='Money is meant to be spent'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12802615680955693980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R6rlBoxEo5I/AAAAAAAAABU/rqVDID2KXHk/S220/Fisheye_me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1643565690522899487.post-8744064221097134650</id><published>2008-02-11T21:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T05:19:02.816-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to school! Whoopeedoo!</title><content type='html'>Amazing how time flies when you're having fun huh? Hum. Yes indeed. It's back to school with you, laddie. Same boring stuff at school today, but we played Soccer instead of Tennis for PE. Was pretty fun, though i couldn't seem to catch the ball with my long limbs as goalkeeper. Ah well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went for dinner at Thai Express, Heartland Mall. Whoo, that place is crappy. Every few seconds, theres this BBBBBBBBZZZZZZZZZZZZTTTTTTTT sound ripping through the air and vibrating my chair. We thought it was some overpowered phone at first, then we found out that the culprit was the Sakae Sushi next door. Apparently whenever customers press the button for hot water, theres that damn sound. But that's bearable.&lt;br /&gt;Then we checked out the menu. Whoa. I think eating at Swensens would have been wayyy cheaper. 9.90 for a dish for 2? Meh. 3.50 for a coke? you gotta be kidding me.But we went for it anyway. Food tasted alright, but the portion was &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;this small&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I have yet to decide what to buy for valentines'. I foresee a very light wallet in the near future. Good night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1643565690522899487-8744064221097134650?l=thebattlebox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/feeds/8744064221097134650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1643565690522899487&amp;postID=8744064221097134650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/8744064221097134650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/8744064221097134650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/2008/02/back-to-school-whoopeedoo.html' title='Back to school! Whoopeedoo!'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12802615680955693980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R6rlBoxEo5I/AAAAAAAAABU/rqVDID2KXHk/S220/Fisheye_me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1643565690522899487.post-8400826654329873019</id><published>2008-02-10T09:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T17:32:19.579-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>I just had the weirdest dream last night. Not really sure if it was a nightmare or anything. I dreamed that I was having some sort of lesson back at Victoria School, having some lessons in some air-conditioned room. The funny thing was, my SRJC mates were with me, girls included. I was like OMGWTFBQHAXZORZLOL. Since when did VS become a mixed school? Then I asked for permission to go to the toilet from some faceless teacher but instead of going to the loo, I started walking around the entire school. Maybe my dream-self is naughty or something . Apparently, the classrooms were all completely air-conditioned, even the corridors were air-conditioned. Now that i think of it, the entire school was air-conditioned, save for one mysterious room on the fourth floor i think. It was impossibly huge, with a carpeted floor and a single LCD tv sitting in the middle of it. It didn't turn on though. The room had a damn huge balcony as well and for some reason, all I saw were sand dunes from the balcony, stretching on forever it seemed. Then I exited and woke up.&lt;br /&gt;very curious. I must be going mad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1643565690522899487-8400826654329873019?l=thebattlebox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/feeds/8400826654329873019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1643565690522899487&amp;postID=8400826654329873019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/8400826654329873019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/8400826654329873019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/2008/02/blog-post_09.html' title='...'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12802615680955693980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R6rlBoxEo5I/AAAAAAAAABU/rqVDID2KXHk/S220/Fisheye_me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1643565690522899487.post-664914014002795933</id><published>2008-02-09T20:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T16:49:41.274-08:00</updated><title type='text'>YARR PARROT</title><content type='html'>The 3rd day of Chinese New Year, not very eventful as well. Spent the morning playing Pirates, Vikings and Knights 2. Hilarious shit. If you've got half-life 2, check it out! &lt;a href="http://www.pvkii.com/"&gt;http://www.pvkii.com/&lt;/a&gt;. Then read more bullcrap at cracked.com. Check this out:&lt;a href="http://www.cracked.com/article_15816_5-most-horrifying-bugs-in-world.html"&gt;http://www.cracked.com/article_15816_5-most-horrifying-bugs-in-world.html&lt;/a&gt;. If you like that stuff, check out the other articles. Some of them contain mature content and stuff, you have been warned. They're written by Americans after all.&lt;br /&gt;Then Ashpenn came over, bought a Mcspicy meal for me for lunch. Such a nice guy. Played Halo 3 most of the day, finally got out of Valhalla, and figured out how it feels like if the Earth's gravity was halved, and could run three times the speed of an olympic athlete over a minefield. 'Tis fun. Then we played Forza Motorsport 2, which i thought was retarded at first cos the handling of the cars is almost non-existent. But we sorta figured it out in the end. Sortof. and played some 7 km track, 3 laps. The game lasted 15 minutes lol. Right now, I'm eating dinner, reading up on French expressions AND writing tis post at the same time. Ha. Who says guys can't multitask?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1643565690522899487-664914014002795933?l=thebattlebox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/feeds/664914014002795933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1643565690522899487&amp;postID=664914014002795933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/664914014002795933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/664914014002795933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/2008/02/yarr-parrot.html' title='YARR PARROT'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12802615680955693980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R6rlBoxEo5I/AAAAAAAAABU/rqVDID2KXHk/S220/Fisheye_me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1643565690522899487.post-5099012520262167048</id><published>2008-02-08T20:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T04:11:18.258-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"prosperity drinks"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Check this out:&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R6xGJIxEo6I/AAAAAAAAABc/vFX8yWpOdwo/s1600-h/Photo0056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164579995473191842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R6xGJIxEo6I/AAAAAAAAABc/vFX8yWpOdwo/s320/Photo0056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mum found a can of tonic water hidden in the bowels of the fridge and whipped these up. The red one was made with grenadine syrup, I have no idea whats in the blue one. Tastes surprisingly good!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1643565690522899487-5099012520262167048?l=thebattlebox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/feeds/5099012520262167048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1643565690522899487&amp;postID=5099012520262167048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/5099012520262167048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/5099012520262167048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/2008/02/prosperity-drinks.html' title='&quot;prosperity drinks&quot;'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12802615680955693980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R6rlBoxEo5I/AAAAAAAAABU/rqVDID2KXHk/S220/Fisheye_me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R6xGJIxEo6I/AAAAAAAAABc/vFX8yWpOdwo/s72-c/Photo0056.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1643565690522899487.post-9157678186247226986</id><published>2008-02-08T18:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T02:57:42.092-08:00</updated><title type='text'>年初二</title><content type='html'>The second day of CNY. Everyone else has gone out to &lt;s&gt;freeload off&lt;/s&gt; visit relatives and other people while I stay home the whole day and &lt;s&gt;rot&lt;/s&gt; relax. Spent the morning doing research for GP debate. I'm supposed to be supporting how women make better leaders than men. I hope I lose. :p&lt;br /&gt;Then downloaded sheet music for "I don't want to miss a thing" by Aerosmith and tried to play. Damn simple so i lost interest quickly afterwards. Reverted to Boston. Still stuck at the same part, &amp;amp; one of the D keys is out of tune.&lt;br /&gt;Tried looking for the newspaper but couldn't fnd it. Must be cos its a public holiday. LAZY BASTARDS! Then I went to grind up some radish and carrots for Yu Sheng again. Fun. Tasty. Smoked Salmon. mm.&lt;br /&gt;Who wants to come over tomorrow? lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1643565690522899487-9157678186247226986?l=thebattlebox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/feeds/9157678186247226986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1643565690522899487&amp;postID=9157678186247226986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/9157678186247226986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/9157678186247226986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/2008/02/blog-post_08.html' title='年初二'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12802615680955693980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R6rlBoxEo5I/AAAAAAAAABU/rqVDID2KXHk/S220/Fisheye_me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1643565690522899487.post-2460108500375709244</id><published>2008-02-07T18:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T05:16:57.998-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chinese new year'/><title type='text'>年初一</title><content type='html'>What do normal chinese folks do on the first day of Chinese New Year? I'm assuming you guys go about Singapore to the homes of relatives and friends to demand "phree moneh" from them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad I don't have relatives in Singapore to demand "phree moneh" from, but at least i still got $100 from my parents. It came in some furry hongbao. Very nice to touch.mm. I think im gonna keep the packet.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, spent the entire morning and early afernoon making this blog and finding materials for the design. You like it?&lt;br /&gt;Then we went aaaaaaaaaallll the way to some temple in Bishan so my mum can pray for good luck and stuff. We're supposedly freethinkers but going to that temple seems to have become a ritual.&lt;br /&gt;Guess where we went after that? Sungei Buloh Nature reserve. Cool right? I got to stroll around mosquito-infested swamps while you guys harvested "phree moneh". Ah well, at least i got a cool pic of a monitor lizard pretty up close.&lt;br /&gt;I like Yu Shen. It comes with smoked salmon. tasty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got nothing to do tomorrow, might go to play tennis or sommat like that&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1643565690522899487-2460108500375709244?l=thebattlebox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/feeds/2460108500375709244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1643565690522899487&amp;postID=2460108500375709244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/2460108500375709244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/2460108500375709244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/2008/02/blog-post.html' title='年初一'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12802615680955693980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R6rlBoxEo5I/AAAAAAAAABU/rqVDID2KXHk/S220/Fisheye_me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1643565690522899487.post-7684028643702217093</id><published>2008-02-06T17:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T18:03:36.459-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New blog!</title><content type='html'>This is my second blog. No, not my first. Second. It's been a really long while since my first failed attempt, and I HAVE RETURNED! Now let's see if we can't spruce this sad looking thing up a little...&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, Happy Chinese New Year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1643565690522899487-7684028643702217093?l=thebattlebox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/feeds/7684028643702217093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1643565690522899487&amp;postID=7684028643702217093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/7684028643702217093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1643565690522899487/posts/default/7684028643702217093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebattlebox.blogspot.com/2008/02/new-blog.html' title='New blog!'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12802615680955693980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O9TgA1HP-34/R6rlBoxEo5I/AAAAAAAAABU/rqVDID2KXHk/S220/Fisheye_me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
