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....

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I'm so glad!!!!! The Esplanade show was GOOD and BAD!!!! hahaha! I thought my voice was in a pretty good condition. And i think i did 新不了情 pretty well. *shy*

I thought I would stumble all over my words, coz I have never addressed a big audience alone before!! There's always a host! oh my, i was soooo scared. But I think I did not do as badly as I thought. Definitely not great. I get really nervous when I have to talk (by myself). I was soooo tempted to pull Diya on stage or Peifen to come and host! haha. But ok, i survived! huuhuu~ I totally enjoy singing more than hosting! phew~ like what Xing Ang said, I am more myself and more 放 when I'm singing.



BUT!

there was a disaster! I tried to squeeze in my own repertoire - 伤痕. That song meant something to me. That was the 1st time I joined a singing competition during my secondary school days, with a pop song. (err... i used to sing 民歌 when i joined those pri school singing competition) And I got 2nd. bleah. But the band didn't know how to play the song. So oh my, it was such a disaster. They played something, I did not recognise it, and i tried to catch it, and i couldnt. I already said I was gonna sing so I can't just "oh aiyah, let's sing another song". So 硬着头皮, I tried to sing along. But it just doesnt work. My mind was in a chaos "怎么办？怎么办？" I said "好吧！那不如我来清唱吧！" But the band played along! And I still don't know what they were playing. Sigh... I had to stop the song prematurely. And move on to the next song.

That was very embarrassing........

I'm still haunted by that performance. *shivers*

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