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. my omy blog 插班生 the freshman diya kiwi tay nat ho Jeff Wang kelvin soon my witty cousin freshmusic casualpoet shini ann kok

but there's always help when you are looking. Layout: hasta mañana Inspiration: balloon.s Fonts: toomunch Icons: defying affection Lyrics: Funny Little World Others: colour codes

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Decided to pop by. Because I suddenly thought maybe my dad still comes and visit every day to see if I blogged. HI DAD!!! :P

My brain is gonna split. I have too many thoughts and too many things to worry about. My parents don't really understand what I'm doing. Well, everyone don't understand what exactly am I doing. Just like I won't understand how my dad could construct a building. I won't understand the kind of work behind it. But yah when you see a tall building constructed from nothing, you'd probably be able to imagine that it's A LOT of work. But one small little CD with 10 songs... that can't be a lot of work huh?

I have a lot of work to do.

Good bye. Oh and I updated the other blog... click!
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