every day i wake up, and i try, and i strive, to be this
SUPER HAPPY GIRL
you'll never know me
but you may know my name

carrie yeo.
Is a walking contradiction.

Happy-go-lucky yet emotional.
Over-confident yet suffers from inferiority complex.
Love to sing yet afraid of the stage.
Always hopeful about the future but always living in the present.
Adventurous in bigger life experiences like joining Project Superstar but very cowardly in trivial thrills like monkey bars.

Always fighting with herself in the mind like there are 5 Carrie's in there.

Blogging is a way to straighten out thoughts for her.
Blogging is a way for her to leave clues for herself,
so that in ten years time,
Carrie might start to understand herself better....
driving frees my mind
and so i tweet.
over coffee, we agree...
to disagree.

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Layout: hasta mañana
Inspiration: balloon.s
Fonts: toomunch
Icons: defying affection
Lyrics: Funny Little World
Others: colour codes





Not so lucky MrLucky (Tuesday, March 25, 2008 / 1:30 AM)

Not so lucky MrLucky...

It was pouring this afternoon. While I was stopped at a traffic light, *bang* my car got banged at the rear. I turned around but saw nothing. As I looked to my right, a motorcyclist was lying on the floor. I was already quite pissed that my car got knocked, plus it was raining so heavily. I really didnt want to have to get out of my car. But this poor guy, he was lying on the road. So I got out to see if he was ok. As I was getting out, he stood up and said he was ok.

But his motorcycle's front wheel was stuck under my bumper. I had to drive my car forward with the wheel under my right rear bumper. But when I drive forward, it caused my bumper to be bent even more. Wah..... HEART PAIN SIAH.... *kikiakikiakia*

Finally we got his bike out and straightened up. Then I asked him, "so wat happened?" He mumbled while clutching his chest, "dunno, my brake didn't work" Since it's his fault, he should pay for my damage right? But he said in the most 可怜的语气, "miss, 我已经8个月没有工作了。" SIGH!!!!!!!!!!!!! BIG SIGH!!!!!!! I can't possibly ask for money from this poor guy right?? WALAO!!! WHY SO SUAY!!! Now my poor car is damaged and I have to 自掏腰包 to repair it. I'm NOT RICH too.... but 谁叫我衰！



Today MrLucky is not so lucky. Neither am I.

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