Rachel Khoo
16 years old
I get mesmerised and fascinated by simple things.

if you fall

brush it off, keep on walking

an obsession

Mini Coopers. Volkswagen. Good movies. Meaningful songs. Debate. Cesc Fabregas. Marching. Svian Enterprise 2010. Barcelona FC. Blue. Spain. Animals. Environment. Flowers. Football. Jodi Picoult's books.

lifeline

kat nikki ju yi aisyah syazaaa duaspade justin darrell sofea mirren

Crib

March 2010 April 2010 May 2010 June 2010 July 2010 August 2010 September 2010 October 2010 January 2011

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Designer: Vianzx
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This whole prefects thing?
Yeah, I'm getting sick and tired of it. I'm sick of irresponsible people pushing their responsibilities to me. I'm tired of people not doing their jobs. I'm tired of doing someone elses' job for them just to maintain the good name of the prefects. I'm tired of tolerating people who think they are better that others and orders others to complete a task while making sarastic comments. If you're so fucking smart, so it yourself. I'm tired of lecturing some rubber brained prefects who can't seem to comprehend the simple meaning of responsibility. I'm tired of people going behind my back, doing something without my knowledge because they think they can handle it better than I can. I'm tired of taking on the tasks which require more time and effort while others take on simple jobs. I'm sick and tired of these people who think I'm the garbage bag where they can toss all their responsibilities and tasks to. I'm also sick of people who discriminate against me because my skin colour is yellow.

I'm not a garbage bag.  

Frankly, I can't wait till July when the handing over ceremony will take place. I can't wait to see my juniors experience what I have experienced for 10 torturing months. What goes around comes around, bitches.
Give me a hard time, and I will give you a hard time as well. If you want to push your responsibilities around, fine. I'll do the same.

I refuse to be your personal garbage bag anymore.

Just ignore the title, if you may.

After breakfast/ lunch (brunch?), my mom and dad suddenly suggested to pay STAR education fair a visit. So, okay. Maybe we'll spend 2 or 3 hours there, probably nothing much was my first thought.
Oh, boy was I wrong. They had 5 exhibition halls and some talks on career/ financial aid which helped a bit.
Anyway, we were there for almost 6 hours! Checking out costs and information about the courses I was interested in, which country I wanted to go to, etc etc. The list goes on and on.

At first, I was almost 100% sure I was going to USA for my degree under the American Degree Transfer Program where you'll spend 2 years locally and 2 years abroad in the USA. However after visiting this fair, I have discovered there are truly many more options and I shouldn't just limit myself to one program/country because now that I think of it, is really stupid. There was this guy, Dr Sean Matthews from The University of Nottingham( Malaysian Campus) who was so incredibly kind to discuss my options and interests, explaining every single bit of information he could possibly offer. Just in case you're wondering, I am indeed looking at International Communications/ Journalism and Nottingham's course interests me a whole lot. Their program involves the student studying here for the foundation and 4/5 semesters. For the last semester, one could go to UK to complete their degree without having to pay in British pounds which saves a whole lot of money.
Oh and the very interesting detail about studying International Communications in Nottingham is that they require you to take up one foreign language; Spanish, French, Mandarin, Japanese, etc which is SO COOL.

As for the ADP, I am not required to take A-Levels/foundation but instead immediately commence my degree program after SPM, which sounds really awesome. Calculating the costs of the ADP, it is much much higher then studying in Nottingham, which is a very prestigious university, I would say. 

Oh, did you know that studying in Malaysia, every student is required to take this thing called Matapelajaran Wajib" which consists of BM, Moral and History? THIS IS JUST A REALLY GOOD EXAMPLE OF PURE IDIOCY OF THE MALAYSIAN EDUCATION SYSTEM. Why do you need to sit for these papers after enduring 5 painful years of learning these subjects in highschool?  QWERTYUIOP!

So, the conclusion is, Nottingham would probably top my list at the moment. The plan? Get kickass results in my SPM. Apply for AFS exchange program for 3 months. Start foundation in April/ July. Complete 2 years here, 1 year in UK. Get an MBA while working.

I know indeed that I will succeed. I know I will make it. Oh, I'm feeling motivated, bitches!



I really cannot imagine how it feels like, not having a family at all. Not having someone to love you, care for you. Noone to ask you if you're recovering from your cold or if you have finished your homework.
The visit to Maha Karuna Compassionate Home has made me realise how important it is to have a family because without one, there won't be anyone to love, the basic fundamentals of life itself.

The 6 inmates at the home comprised of 4 females and two males. Their face lit up so brightly when we talked to them and when we sang with them. They sang along and clapped their hands with excitement. The whole atmosphere was so powerful and moving, it is impossible to put into words. These people never experienced family life or care from their children of grandchildren because they never had one. Imagine how happy and contented they were when a HERD of 35 16 year olds visited them.

All I can say is, appreciate your family. Your father, mother, sister, brother, son, daughter, grandfather, grandmother. Appreciate them because we are so very lucky to have  them in our lives.



"Free wan!"

For those of you who has thought of going to Chilli Padi Restaurant located along Jalan Genting Klang,take my advise and save yourself from embarking on a trip to food hell. Literally. Don't go there.
You'd probably die of : 1) Starvation
                                    2) Anger


If you're fond of one of those grandmother stories, here's one.

Me and my family went ti the restaurant above for dinner and so happen to meet Ervin there! :D
Anyway, my dad ordered Escargot and a bowl of saladand my mum, Nasi Bojari which came with a free cendol.
Sounds interesting?
Me on the other hand didn't order anything axcept a drink and a chicken otak- otak which we all shared.=/
The food was, least to say, unattractive. Pardon me, I'm very VERY fussy and particular about my food. I shall categorize this story into a few sections (:

FOOD
The Nasi Bojari came after 15 minutes post- ordering , that was fine. We waited and waited for our escargot and salad to arrive but alas! We had to ask the waiter 30-45 minutes after ordering about the pending food and the reply we got was"Oh, escargot no more" with a very unproffesional manner, almost like a response you'd get from a chinese hawker stall. And sorry, I didn't keep track of time. I was too busy witnessing a fly die a slow death while waiting for the salad. Hmm.
And yes, the salad, consisting od lettuce, red beans and and thousand island sauce did not arrive even after 45 minutes.
Wait, there's more! Our cendol also has not arrived and when it did, the waitress practically threw it on our table saying "Free wan".
Rude much?
AND it wasnt a cendol. They ran out of cendol so they replaced it red beans which by the way, tasted like something even my dogs wouldn't drink.

SERVICE and MANNERISM
They didnt even bother to tell us the escargot was sold out. They didn't inform us cendol ran out and that they had to replace it with red beans. They even charged us for the escargot that never saw its shadow on the table! Waiters and waitresses were horrible at communications. No "Sorry sir, we have ran out of escargot, would you like to order something else for a change?" but merely a "No more escargot".
No" Apologies mam, we have ran out of cendol. Is it okay if we exchange it with another beverage?"
Yes, no doubt trhe workers were foreigners and communication skills were less than satisfactory, but it is crucial that the staff are trained properly to handle and talk to customers with a suitable tone, manner and body language. Coninue with this kind of service and the businnes could take a u- turn towards failure and suffer a major downfall. Yes, the life and death of a business corporations lie in the hands of waiters and waitresses. Go figure


Yes, I may be fussy. I may be particular. But common courtesy and satisfactory service is what I least expect from an establishment of this sort.
If I were to get this kind of service and attitude, I'd rather eat somewhere else, maybe a kopitiam etc.

So the conclusion? ChillPadi *thumbs down.