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		<title>Merdeka at KLPAC</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 01 Sep 2008 07:02:45 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Linora Low</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Before I go into talking about Ismail in the following post. I just want to say a belated Happy Merdeka to everyone. This was the first time&#8230; in many many years or even at all for that matter &#8211; that i had actually celebrated this &#8216;joyous&#8217; occasion&#8230; yeah I&#8217;m such a patriot aren&#8217;t I. Anyway.. [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[Before I go into talking about Ismail in the following post. I just want to say a belated Happy Merdeka to everyone. This was the first time&#8230; in many many years or even at all for that matter &#8211; that i had actually celebrated this &#8216;joyous&#8217; occasion&#8230; yeah I&#8217;m such a patriot aren&#8217;t I.

Anyway.. I don&#8217;t usually celebrate Independence Day and I never go out for it. However this year because I was performing in Ismail:The Last Days, some of the cast members and I decided to celebrate it within the grounds of KLPac right after our show.

And boy was it a fun time we had. As much as I dislike politics, what I am very grateful for in this country.. are the people I meet. And how despite us all being of different races and religions we can still come together as one, without any discrimination. Even if there were, this group i celebrated it with would probably just laugh in the face of racist mocking jokes. I find there is nothing funnier and more enjoyable than to laugh at the things a race has been stereotyped to be. Thinking Russell Peters here.

So how did we celebrate it? Pizza, chicken wings, chips and Ice Lemon Tea with Coke. Big big thank yous goes to the lovely couple Siti Farah and Aiman who were kind enough to order in the food. Along with mountains of laughs.
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<p style="text-align: justify;">We were all doing our own thing and snapping shots of course &#8211; that was when we heard the sounds of fireworks. Trying to get a look at the fireworks, Tony and Aiman went scouting by standing on the footstool sized stones.</p>
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<p style="text-align: center;">And that&#8217;s how it started with all of us wanting to do weird stuff. They found a strong sturdy trunk not long after and started ummm  jumping while holding it.</p>
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<p style="text-align: center;">Failure one..</p>
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<p style="text-align: center;">They nearly didbut despite even siti covering for Tony&#8230; tak jadi (didn&#8217;t happen) lol. Idzam was standing there and couldn&#8217;t take it. so he showed us how it should be done.</p>
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<p style="text-align: center;">Like that&#8230; now thats what you call team work <img src='http://www.linoralow.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_razz.gif' alt=':P' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
<p style="text-align: center;">Then Min Li and Siti wanted to try&#8230; and this is what they got.. Mary Poppins hahaha</p>
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<p style="text-align: center;">Then Me and Min Li decided to give ago at the flying trapeze</p>
<p style="text-align: center;">Take one.</p>
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<p style="text-align: center;">Take Two.</p>
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<p style="text-align: center;">And the final one, which is my absolute favourite  favourite pic of the year I&#8217;d think.. is this super Streetfighter looking one hahah</p>
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<p style="text-align: center;">Siti decided to join in on this one too hehhe.. We were trying emphasis on the trying of the Matrix Trinity pose.</p>
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<p style="text-align: center;">So that was how Mereka was celebrated! Happy Merdeka again peeps.</p>
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		<title>Childhood Days</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 30 Aug 2008 09:04:10 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Linora Low</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Memories]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[Not too long ago I received an email from my blogging community friends, DGMB and he had shared with us an email that reminded us of what our childhood memories were like. We are all from different schools, different group of friends but one thing remained consistent that they were just certain things in life [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[Not too long ago I received an email from my blogging community friends, DGMB and he had shared with us an email that reminded us of what our childhood memories were like. We are all from different schools, different group of friends but one thing remained consistent that they were just certain things in life that was &#8216;of our time&#8217;. It brought back some of the great memories we had growing up. I&#8217;ll just share some of the fond objects that made up my childhood.

Lets start from the days of standard one. I remember when there were all these ridiculous looking fruit rubbers which were so cute to have but were entirely useless in terms of usability. I mean they were really adorable but they couldn&#8217;t rub your pencil markings off at all. In fact they just
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<p style="text-align: justify;">Then there was the other type of rubbers which i shall just name as the- flags-of- the-world rubbers. These weren&#8217;t too bad to use and what was fun was how as kids we made use of them to play the rubber sparring game. Where you tip over one end of the rubber watch it tumble and see if it can land on another opponents rubber. That was fun hahah to play that in the middle of breaks or when there wasn&#8217;t a teacher around. I remember the boys in my class would cut up their rubbers and make them into little tiny particles&#8230;. till this day i still have no idea why they did it.</p>
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<p style="text-align: justify;">At home, some of us had this little toy called  Western Bar. Hahaha i remember i had this and you were suppose to kill of the bandit that walked into the bar. I never really won&#8230; so sad.</p>
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<p style="text-align: justify;">In those days, there were all sorts of candy. The one at the bottom wasn&#8217;t my favourite but they had a interesting ads. lol I remember when i would watch TV, their ads would pop up in between shows and they&#8217;ll trying coaxing you to buy the sweets, because there was a toy inside the candy box. Surprise!!</p>
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<p style="text-align: center;">Ahh the Old Maid, Donkey and Happy Family. Card games of the old days&#8230; I don&#8217;t really remember  how to play them, and I don&#8217;t think I&#8217;ve seen them in stores anymore. But i could be mistaken. Old Maid i think had to with something like where you keep shifting cards with your friends and whoever got the old maid last in their hand lost&#8230; Ok i won&#8217;t try remembering what donkey and happy family were like cause I&#8217;ll probably mess up the rules of the game. lol</p>
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<p style="text-align: center;">It was a nice trip back down memory lane. <img src='http://www.linoralow.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>

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		<title>My First Masquerade Party</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 26 May 2008 19:27:20 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Linora Low</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Syazy my dear friend who is now trying her hardest to work in Wales was back for the weekend, to celebrate her mom&#8217;s 50th birthday (which was actually a week ago). I knew parents could have fun, but this was really a treat to see people not around my age but still able to enjoy [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[Syazy my dear friend who is now trying her hardest to work in Wales was back for the weekend, to celebrate her mom&#8217;s 50th birthday (which was actually a week ago). I knew parents could have fun, but this was really a treat to see people not around my age but still able to enjoy having a blast and just hanging with company that they all like.

The party was held at Rick&#8217;s Cafe Casablance located in Onebangsar. I once again thank God for such a thing called Google Maps. The earlier part of the day had me running around The Curve to find a mask for the masquerade party&#8230;

Yes you heard me MASQUERADE PARTY!

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Gosh i didn&#8217;t think i&#8217;d go to on ever in my life and this was a blast!! It was so much fun, everyone in masks with glitter and fru fru feathers. I bought one at Axxezz for about RM33. Not too bad till i found out you could get even nicer ones for the same price at Great Eastern Mall&#8230; dang it!!!!

Then when I got to the party, there were beautiful masks all over the place. Way nicer than mine! So it didn&#8217;t hurt to go around each table and pick one to take pictures&#8230; Hehehe  going to a masquerade party reminds me of two things. Gossip Girls &#8211; The Handmaiden&#8217;s Tale, when they had a lavish masquerade ball.
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and The Phantom of The Opera &#8211; Masquerade. Let&#8217;s sing a song <img src='http://www.linoralow.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' /> 

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Masquerade!
Paper faces on parade . . .
Masquerade!
Hide your face,
so the world will
never find you!</span></strong></p>
Ahhh&#8230;. that brings back memories&#8230;
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Yes&#8230; as a chef.. or a student chef.. my sister was absolutely horrified to see good carrots gone to waste by the magician. He was trying to show that it is sharp and the blade he was fiddling with is real.

As any birthday party, there &#8220;has&#8221; to be some lame magician show. Now, see, I have a little brother who is really into doing magic tricks. Least he was at one point. So when I start to look at magic shows, I&#8217;m either trying my darndest to figure it out or I&#8217;ll be saying ok I know how he did it. Lol.
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Here we have the birthday lady&#8217;s husband, Uncle Rahim, giving a really sweet speech about his wife. About all the times they&#8217;ve had together as a couple, why 50 is such a significant time, the obstacles she has faced. The birth of her wonderful children and not forgetting the people whom she&#8217;ve met. And whom enjoy her company and visa versa. ^_^
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The lovely family. The gorgeous lady of 50 is standing there in gold. This is the whole family together with the masquerade cake. The cake was delicious just that the icing was kinda hard. But the texture of the chocolate cake inside&#8230;. muak&#8230; magnifique.
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This white mask is probably my favourite out of all the masks we had just simply grabbed from each table.
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They also just had to&#8230; and i mean had to put on some songs that were popular back in the 80s.. or 70s.. Memorable songs like YMCA,  Saturday Night Fever, Tell Me More by Grease,  I Will Survive and the must must for every party. The Macarena, lol, which my sister quickly jumped right in. lol.. aww so cute.
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See told you the masks were really nice and they were so much fun!!! I&#8217;m going to have a masquerade party too one day. A real must!
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The girl in the middle is Syaz and she&#8217;s probably on her way back to Wales now at this point.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Looking Back Through the Years</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 07 Mar 2008 11:30:03 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Linora Low</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I have been going through my school times and you know what&#8230; I just started smiling to myself.. heeheh. I had some fun times in SSU. Granted it&#8217;s not the BEST school in the world, but it was enough. As you grow up and then you look back at yourself. It really does make you [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[I have been going through my school times and you know what&#8230;

I just started smiling to myself.. heeheh. I had some fun times in SSU. Granted it&#8217;s not the BEST school in the world, but it was enough. <img src='http://www.linoralow.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' /> 

As you grow up and then you look back at yourself. It really does make you want to laugh. I mean in school as a young teen, I really felt like such a teeny bopper to some extent hahaha. Liking the likes of actors such as Devon Sawa and the recent Backstreet Boys concert down in KL, reminded me how much we were all gaga over them then&#8230;. and at the same time we poked fun about their lifestyles as well. We used a number of their songs in school plays.. and ooo i found this picture on Facebook which really made me smile <img src='http://www.linoralow.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' /> 

<p style="text-align: center"><a href="http://aronil.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/03/school-play-mowglis-fantasia.png" rel="lightbox[pics507]" title="Mowgli’s Fantasia"><img src="http://aronil.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/03/school-play-mowglis-fantasia.thumbnail.png" alt="Mowgli’s Fantasia" class="imageframe imgaligncenter" height="322" width="450" />
</a>Can you guess which is me?<a href="http://aronil.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/03/school-play-mowglis-fantasia.png" rel="lightbox[pics507]" title="Mowgli’s Fantasia">
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And I remember as a teen, I admit to being a rather spoilt brat and a bit of &#8216;mean girl&#8217; at times (even though if you ask me I don&#8217;t know why). To some extent I&#8217;ll say it was the whole thing of being pretentious from too much TV where you have the popular group and the outcasts. It sounds so terribly silly now. At one point I considered myself in the popular group till an unfortunate mishap happened, which i shall not get into the details. Which then made me start to think &#8230; what&#8217;s the point of bothering who is in the happening group or not? If anything it&#8217;s because of these ridiculous notions that you are &#8216;great&#8217; that&#8217;s why you have kids getting depressed, insecure, unsure of themselves..

Also looking back, you see all the ridiculous stuff you did, like being childish and trying to get attention. Or worse when you consider the possibilities of &#8216;crushes&#8217;. hahaha

I remember i had a crush on a couple of friends in my days.. i&#8217;m not telling who! But oh gosh the dreaded crushes.. eeek&#8230; Really really I want to laugh at all that now. In fact it reminds me so much of the Romy and Michelle&#8217;s High School Reunion.
<p style="text-align: center"><a href="http://aronil.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/03/romymichelle1.png" rel="lightbox[pics507]" title="Romy and Michelle High School Reunion"><img src="http://aronil.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/03/romymichelle1.thumbnail.png" alt="Romy and Michelle High School Reunion" border="0" height="450" width="306" /></a></p>
Two misfits in school that go back to their high school reunion, to find that everyone is successful and where are they? Lol..

All the way down to maybe the failures and happy times in life. I miss the good ol&#8217; days when basketball was a weekly thing. My first boyfriend came from there and I always imagined that I&#8217;d have a cute (ok at least presentable) guy by me side and who would love to play b-ball with me as much as i&#8217;d love playing it&#8230; Ohhh the joy of the game.

When i met Mister G.. i really wondered whether I had as much as he did in his school days and uni days. To some extent maybe not as much. But I still enjoyed them no less. My life is fairly boring hahah. But the people around me are the ones that give me the stories to tell <img src='http://www.linoralow.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' /> ]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>All for A J.Co Donut&#8230;.</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 14 Dec 2007 06:08:25 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Linora Low</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I don&#8217;t know why but this will be second post on J.Co Donuts. This is how it starts, mom doesn&#8217;t like us eating those donuts. So sometimes me and my sister Nessa will sneak and curi curi eat them. We managed to sneak two away today. One tiramisu and another strawberry donut. And this is [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[I don&#8217;t know why but this will be second post on J.Co Donuts.

This is how it starts, mom doesn&#8217;t like us eating those donuts. So sometimes me and my sister Nessa will sneak and curi curi eat them. We managed to sneak two away today. One tiramisu and another strawberry donut.

And this is what happened when we ate them&#8230; only showing the strawberry one.
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My sister took one bite&#8230;.

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and she wanted more&#8230;. but unfortunately because we were both drooling so badly&#8230;.or more so surprisingly &#8220;I&#8221; was drooling alot. In the end, she got put off a bit by&#8230; this&#8230;

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See that splotch&#8230;???? Sad to say that was umm&#8230;.. a salivating person that didn&#8217;t know she was salivating. It feel somewhere where it did not need to fall.

What can I say?

Which I decided was better if I make a silly face on it..

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Yeah she still wasn&#8217;t very happy about it&#8230; even though I fed her the rest of the donut&#8230;.

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So I passed it to someone else who might be more appreciative of the strawberry donut.

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Hahaha that was just some cream I gave to Benji&#8230; He sneakily came by while I was sitting on the floor and started licking my hand while I  was using the other to snap pictures&#8230; sheeesh.

Nessa was still happy though. Since I gave her the last bit of the donut&#8230;.

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All this for a donut. Hahahaha]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>The End of The Show&#8230;</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 01 Dec 2007 17:52:20 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Linora Low</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#8230;for now anyways. Today was the final day of the Practical Aesthetics class. And I miss the people already sigh&#8230;. It was loads of fun&#8230; I repeat loads of fun acting with everyone in class. Working through the different exercises of the &#8220;as if&#8221; and &#8220;repetitions&#8221;. Two things that were essential in order for us [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[&#8230;for now anyways.

Today was the final day of the Practical Aesthetics class. And I miss the people already <img src='http://www.linoralow.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_sad.gif' alt=':(' class='wp-smiley' />  sigh&#8230;.

It was loads of fun&#8230; I repeat loads of fun acting with everyone in class. Working through the different exercises of the &#8220;as if&#8221; and &#8220;repetitions&#8221;. Two things that were essential in order for us to really just give each character a different touch for each scene. In a way you could say that this method is used to refine the edges of an actor for a role. This is just one method that I have been exposed too there are a lot more&#8230;

Anyways&#8230;It was the last day and I&#8217;m hoping that there will be more opportunities to work with the group for, who knows, future productions and what not. Well cool part is that i&#8217;ll still be visiting KLPAC tomorrow along with <a href="http://www.miniminli.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">Min Li</a> and Grace for the Physical Movement workshop. So yay!

The last day which meant presentation day to a small group of friends and the KLPAC crew, went rather well. It was just a bunch of scenes that we had tried out in class and did them for the final presentation, showing people what we have done and have achieved out of the class.

In all honesty, today&#8217;s was the best for nearly all of us that had performed. I&#8217;m so proud of you guys! Everything went well and even better. Those who never had acting before at least got to give it ago, and those trying to get into it, learnt something more.

I haven&#8217;t got the pictures yet but when I do I&#8217;ll put them ASAP!

What I have are the pictures of the after math lol. Crazy group photos and crazy dinner. Lol more to come..For now&#8230; i&#8217;ll show the crazy group pic

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Nutsie picture hahaha

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where we all started jumping

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		<title>Reminiscing F.R.I.E.N.D.S</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 24 Nov 2007 19:24:20 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Linora Low</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Ah.. well&#8230; it has come to the last days of the &#8220;Practical Aesthetics&#8221; class that is held at KLPAC conducted by David Lim. I have thoroughly enjoyed myself in the classes held over there and really experience is one thing, I am taking away with me, but more so I&#8217;m really happy to have met [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[Ah.. well&#8230; it has come to the last days of the &#8220;Practical Aesthetics&#8221; class that is held at KLPAC conducted by David Lim. I have thoroughly enjoyed myself in the classes held over there and really experience is one thing, I am taking away with me, but more so I&#8217;m really happy to have met all the people in the class. New friends and new shared interest. That said, I won&#8217;t continue further till the class is really finished.

Anyways, purpose of the class was to either enhance or teach us another method of acting. Which required lots of THINKING! Wasn&#8217;t an easy class, I can actually say. At some points one can get really confused with the technique. Homework was also inevitable..lol&#8230; and we had to do scenes taken from either TV shows, films, or monologues. One of the scenes we ended up trying out was from friends and it was a real blast to do it.. haha&#8230; albeit a bit weird but really a lot of fun just practicing late at night with the gang and just trying out how to work round it.

Here are the two scenes we were trying.. and it really made me miss the series Friends a lot. I mean well they really grow on you. Even now I can still remember trailers from the show before it first started and it looked so cool&#8230;comfy and lighthearted- as how a bunch of friends should be. I suppose they had naturally good chemistry going on. Which I have also come to realize, is such an important factor for both actors to have the right chem. It&#8217;s not essential at the first go but it does make the work a lot easier. Imagine yourself having to act like best friends with a person you don&#8217;t really know.

Have fun with the scenes. This one is the very first episode of Friends in season 1.

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And this is the other one from the scene where Monica gets stung by a jellyfish. season 4 episode 1.

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You can really see how much not just the cast but also the writers have grown in their stories.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Melacca Trip &amp; Alan&#8217;s Wedding</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 11 Nov 2007 17:39:52 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Linora Low</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Yesterday was one of the craziest trips I&#8217;ve encountered. Me, Giden, Jeffrey, Lydia and David had taken a drive down for our friend&#8217;s wedding in Melacca. Let&#8217;s start of the days with me and Giden waking up at 6.30am, rushed to get ready and then to meet up with the rest along with Deryk at [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[Yesterday was one of the craziest trips I&#8217;ve encountered. Me, Giden, Jeffrey, Lydia and David had taken a drive down for our friend&#8217;s wedding in Melacca.

Let&#8217;s start of the days with me and Giden waking up at 6.30am, rushed to get ready and then to meet up with the rest along with Deryk at University Tower (UT), located near University Malaya. David was on the way to UT and while waiting for him, Giden decided to go pump petrol for his car. Finally when everyone was ready we made the move in two cars towards Melacca. Needless to say Jeffey boy was asking for breakfast, Giden was starting to feel a bitttt queasy for his performance at the church wedding, and me and Lydia&#8230;. Well we had to endure boy talk for the rest of the way.

We were driving at least round 150km/h&#8230;I think&#8230;. I think!! Allowing us to grab some breakfast at the Ayer Keroh rest stop for a while, much to joy of Jeff who was begging for food. Just a shy 5 minutes away, the wedding was about to start&#8230; and we were still at the toll&#8230; aiya!

Well we managed to get there on time and&#8230; like Malaysian timing we started at 10.30am. The church was really nice and spacious and had the most interesting road entrance. In KL, we follow the UKs road rules, meaning driving towards somewhere is on the left lane and cars heading out is on the right lane. Here surprisingly&#8230; it followed American road rules. Terbalik!

Anyway the wedding reception was lovely, and it was such a joy to see Alan&#8217;s face grinning like a little boy. His bride Adel is very sweet girl and she looked absolutely stunning that day. We had never seen Adel&#8230; most of us anyway&#8230; till that day and wow is she one gorgeous girl from a distance and even more so up close.

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After the wedding, we had about 6 hours to kill before the dinner. So we ended up driving around Melacca. To be exact we got LOST around Melacca!

We were first trying to find Mahkota Hotel, which is literally the south of Melacca away from Alan&#8217;s church.

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The lobby of Mahkota Hotel.. if you walk up the staircase that was where the dinner was to be held.

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That&#8217;s how sleepy they were.. standing and sleeping&#8230;. lol&#8230;

Then we went hunting for the famous chicken rice ball for lunch and ended up all over the place. Finally we were able to find Chongker Street. It&#8217;s just a name for the area but it&#8217;s really on Jalan Hang Jebat.

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Oh oh oh.. and I have to tell. My GPS on my N95 FINALLY WORKED!! At long last, it finally worked. See there are three lights on the screen to tell me the satellites have been detected and my GPS position is located. Sadly in KL it never works! For the first time I saw all the lights green. And as we drove round in Melacca, the cross actually moved along with us, meaning the satellites were picking up my position. FINALLY!! So.. it seems in order for me to get phone to work properly I have to go all the way to Melacca&#8230;.. joy&#8230;

Anyhoo&#8230; we still got lost. Hahaha but at least we managed to find our lunch. Which was at this place that served a delicious Asam Fish. The rice balls are just rice , but the Asam Fish&#8230;. Oooooo wow!!! Drooooollllll!!!

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That&#8217;s Jeff&#8217;s head

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Chicken&#8230;.

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Rice&#8230;.. see the rice ball&#8230; yum chicken rice..local delights.

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Ooooooo and best of alll Asam Fish (Sour Fish)&#8230; dellliiiiishhhhh

Eating done&#8230; now we were going to head on to an air conditioned place. We told Deryk to meet us at Pahlawan a new shopping mall.

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Dataran Pahlawan &#8211; Melaka&#8217;s Version of MegMall.

So we got there and guess what made one big round the building because they refuse for us to park&#8230;. Well not exactly but their parking signs weren&#8217;t very friendly. Then poor Deryk couldn&#8217;t find his way and ended up buying a map. The poor dude was wondering around the city for bout half an hour.

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Calling Deryk to see where he is while we just chilled.

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See my worry/concern!!&#8230;. I don&#8217;t know what Giden was thinking&#8230;lol

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&#8230;..then we just started snapping pics&#8230; he was trying to do squinted eyes but it didn&#8217;t work hahahha.

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So we decided to just meet back at the hotel. Aiya ya ya&#8230;which was just in time for us to quickly bath and rush for the wedding dinner. But not before Jeff had to shock us by saying&#8230; we were in the wrong hotel!!! Just kidding! Don&#8217;t do that!!!We met Candice, Erica and Joanne at the dinner table.

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We couldn&#8217;t do much chatting as the band playing was blasting really loud music&#8230;and of allll music&#8217;s after the bride and groom had walked in and sat down at the main table&#8230;.they played &#8220;Because of You&#8221; by Kelly Clarkson&#8230;.. =S ****sweeeeatttt****

Helllooooooooo&#8230; it&#8217;s a wedding man!

The dinner was a real blast. Despite Melacca being really kinda almost ulu (as in old town) like, with terrible winding narrow roads that had no indication of who is going were, and possible for the cars to be knocked by opening house doors (yes that narrow!!). I was very delighted by how sporting the people were at the wedding. Typical Chinese weddings, do not usually involved dancing and even if they did KL people usually pile to one another and not go up to the dance floor out of shyness. Lydia and I had a blast!!! Most of the people got up to dance so we quickly ran up. Although &#8230;. I don&#8217;t know what kinda dance we were doing&#8230; but it was soooo much funnn!!! And for once&#8230;. Giden got up to dance, without me dragging him.. ah well!

When the wedding had ended, we were taking group pictures after group pictures.

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The whollllleee gang.

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The boys&#8230;..

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The girls&#8230;. my camera took a blur pic&#8230; so people gimme the picture!!

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You know who this is &#8230; haha&#8230;

Then we had a reminiscence time out with the groom. Talking about&#8230;. just stuff&#8230;. Lol. Just look at the happy couple!

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Alan Low and Adel Lim&#8230; now as Mr and Mrs Low.

Then the group made its separate ways, to check in, to check out (at 11.15pm, who checks out at that hour??). The boys were unfortunately about to doze off and we had to really push them to wake up (hint hint David!) to wake up.. Hahahaa.

The ride back, was hehe&#8230; amusing. We were all screaming and shouting just to keep awake. David feel asleep first, then Lydia&#8230; then I nodded off for a bit.. but woke up to Jeff&#8217;s yacking. Which then made me start playing 20 questions with him. Then he made me play some lateral thinking game&#8230;. That really drove me nuts..cause I had to think logically and was sleepy at the same time!

The night finally ended with me and Giden dropping off the gang and us heading back home. Phew!!! What a day&#8230;. Got home at 2.15 in the morning&#8230;whee&#8230;

It was a really fun trip and hope to arrange another one soon.. hehhee]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Dance Art</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[The other I popped on over to my old ballet School Dance Art. I must say that it was rather nice to see Ms Chong again after years of not stepping into th studio where I had first learn how to point my toes and kicked of the dancer in me. <a title="23102007887_resize.jpg" href="http://aronil.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/11/23102007887_resize.jpg"></a> <a [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[The other I popped on over to my old ballet School Dance Art. I must say that it was rather nice to see Ms Chong again after years of not stepping into th studio where I had first learn how to point my toes and kicked of the dancer in me.

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The staircase I used to walk up to go to the studio

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The studio where i used to learn how to kick my leg up in the air. What I should be proud of now is that I can kick wayyyyy much higher than i could then, as the round ball. Lol!

I can still remember ehhe that that was the first time I had come to know Marcus Khoo&#8230; who is also in the list of blogs I read. He was the pianist then when I was nothing more than a round round ball. Hahaha and he was the best pianist a dancer could  have. In the exam room if I&#8217;m not mistaken us girls would look to him for comfort and if I recall as well when we would get the dance steps a little messed up, he would play slower so we could pick it up.

And wouldn&#8217;t you know small small world. Giden knows him in UM and Marcus was his senior. Not to mention they also played in the UM orchestra together. Heheh. It&#8217;s so funny how the world is so small and so round.

Anyway, when i went back to Dance Art. Ms Chong didn&#8217;t recognise me at all. Well understandable considering I hadn&#8217;t stepped foot into the studio for a good 10 years&#8230;. my Gosh!!! Ten years!! Time really flew&#8230;..So that was my walk down memory lane. Heheh.

Oh by the way, Dance Art also happens to be staging a performance at Istana Budaya at the end of November. I&#8217;ll have more information on the dance and performance later this week for those who are keen on supporting the show.]]></content:encoded>
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