The Camp

2009-06-22T06:41:00.000-07:00

A little update on Rachael's present life. She is currently single, she is only thirteen and she is the school journalist. She has a crush on Jamie McGraft (an actor), who is the son of a talent "spotter" or whatever you call them. Her best friend, Hannah, has a director for a father while her mom is in an adverstising company while her dad is a "homedad". However, her parents want her to grow up normally in a normal enviroment. Rachael simply refuses and in the end, she ends up as the school journalist and she is the youngest in the history of the school.

Maybe I should explain a little bit more on what's happening now. It is the year 2011, and Singapore has changed it's school system. Students are now allowed to wear the clothes of choice to school and have their very own " Summer holidays" which last for three months. This is just the week before the holidays and so, they have a one week camp at St John's... Let's see what happens.

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"Attention!" The instructor commanded. The group of students went silent. "I am Lead Instructor Fasha, and this is Major Moho." he introduced himself and the man beside him. " I believe that you know that Mr Quyet and Mr Vel will be joining us shortly, so never mind about that. Now, I also believe that you know your house teams."

Instructor Fasha took up a baton, twirled it around his fingers and started dancing to a ditty that he made up about the camp rules. It sounded rather out of tune, the singing. As for dancing, he jumped around like an unhinged ballerina. "He's kinda gay.." Hannah whispered to Rachael, casting disgusted looks at the instructor. The booming voice of the camp instructor then finished the song with the final, golden, rule. "No electronic devices allowed." It was said in a menacing, mocking, tone, which spelled doom for Rachael.

"You will now procede to your campsites."

As the entire group proceeded to the dormitories, Rachael surrendered her video camera without an utter of protest. Well, it was already late in the night, and now, they had to catch some rest for the next day. However, Hannah had other plans.....
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The prank spread like wild fire! They would put Elle's bed in the lake, fill her shoes with toothpaste and replace the national flag with her miniskirt. It was the perfect plan, and everyone knew that Hannah could do it, with the help of the rest of the female student body.

Everyone hated Elle, including her "loyal Henchwomen" Mimi, and Aimee. Basically, it was because she absolutely loved to show off herself, her car, her money (which she didn't earn herself), her clothes and oh well, the zombie of Kris Haller that she made. If Jamie McGraft was the Tom Cruise of this generation, Kris Haller was the Brad Pitt and Elle was definately NOT as good as Angelina Jolie but the thing is that she looked like Megan Fox.(Transformers, you ignorant people) Well, a singaporean Megan Fox, which is RATHER disturbing to think of it.

Hannah, however, was her arch enemy. She had just dyed the hair blue for the holidays. One of her deeds was to teach the teacher a lesson by "accidentally" filming him slapping his wife in public and showing it during the weekly viewing of Rachael's programme. He was fired, of course. Today, what she was doing was just small fry.

"Fight for justice, come on girls."

Oh, how they longed to hear the sickening squelch of toothpaste, the ear piercing scream of the persecuted and of course, the epitaph of shock on Instructor Fasha's face.

The First Post

2009-06-20T07:47:00.000-07:00

This is the first post of "Rachael's Confessions". Today, we are not going to tell the story of how she got this blog and why she got this blog. We are just going to tell you of the sad story of her past fandom fetishes. And yes, it almost cost her her mind, it did.

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Once upon a time not so long ago, lived a blushing girl from a not so faraway place. She was like any other girl but was a little bit more extreme. Rachael was an obsessive fangirl, not to mention, an unloyal one. Ever since she was 10, she had been obsessing over band to anime to actors.

When she was only 10, she was already a hardcore fan of Korean boyband DBSK. You could even hear her scream out their songs even though you were living several blocks away from her. You could say her cousins were to blame. Eventually, it wore off and she founded her second love.

Naruto.

Yes, she was now a total fan of Naruto. She dedicated websites and posters and money to the manga and anime, which probably made Masashi Kishimoto happy. She even went as far as to call some of the characters as boyfriends. Yes, this lasted until she was twelve, but was kept in isolation from the computer with a rehab trip to East Malaysia for a month, in fear of her losing her sanity.When she was back, she had no fandom at all. But, you see, when she hadn't had anything to dedicate money, time and effort for no reason at all to, she felt rather weird, as if a part of her had been taken away.

In an effort to bring that back, she decided that she could be a fan of more "common" things. They were like potato chips, you had one, you needed some more, and once you got too much, you needed another pack. She came down with a Jonas Brothers fever. Yes, she was officially a JBA. Then, she found out their ages. She cried. She cried in the toilet, she cried in her bedroom and she cried like that for three days.

Next one was worse; Freddie Highmore. As you all know, he is a Tom Cruise of child actors, now I don't know what age but he was young enough for Rachael. She fell and hit the ground hard for this adorable guy. ( Yes, even the narrator has to admit that he is cute.) Let alone for her, he was as scrumptious as chocolate. Yes, so tempting like chocolate although it gave Rachael migraines too. But chocolate is addictive, you know.

Then, she found out that darling Freddie had a girlfriend. It was so bad, she came down with a fever and was sent to the hospital and almost had brain damage. Okay, so maybe it wasn't THAT bad but still, she went away from school for a week. When she came back, she took the vow of professionalism realism. I, the narrator suppose it went something like this....

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Hannah: Do you vow this very day to keep your oath as a professional realist, not to be tempted by the impish faces of boys of anime, acting, music if you have no chance of winning their heart?

Rachael: I do.

Hannah: Do you vow this very day to come back to reality, save yourself from further jeaprody and to keep abstinent from any further obsessing?

Rachael: I do.

Hannah: Despite the haze, we shall have to go on with the passage of rite. You may now burn your DBSK, Naruto (long list, etc, etc) posters.

Rachael threw them in the fire, watching her fantasies and money burn up/fly away/dissappear.
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Next post will be the actual first episode! Watch out!