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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怎么没有人了解我？
我真的那么难懂吗？

我是一个很喜欢讲话的人。有时候，我都会听腻我自己，讲个不停。
可，我就是爱讲。

我一有烦恼或心事，我就需要马上跟朋友讲。
但是，最近，我觉得我再也不知道我可以对谁倾诉了。。。。。

很难受。。。。。。

生日要到了。过1天。
我很讨厌生日，却又很期待生日。

生日，就好像是一个人的judgement day。
说起来，很无聊，但我很在意生日当天收到几则祝福的SMS，几份礼物。
生日就好像是在考验你的人气。
很多时候，朋友们会忘记我的生日。只是忘记而已，不代表他们不在乎我啊。我自己也常忘记在朋友的生日当天SMS他们。
没什么好在乎的。但，我就是会介意。

我会很期待生日是magical的，一个让我感到很特别的一天。
但，几乎，在记忆中，生日都是平平凡凡，like any other day......
朋友习惯地会问我"what's your plan?" Plan?? Am i supposed to plan my own birthday? Why can't someone plan something magical for me? No one ever knows what I want....
ya la ya la, 是我难搞啦。

So, to save trouble, 今年我要躲起来，不让任何人找到。这样，就算没有人来为我庆祝，那是因为他们找不到我。不是因为他们不在乎hor....

没想到我是那么悲观的人吧。没看过我写那么沮丧的blog post吧。That's the effect my birthday have on me.

bye.

冬眠去了。

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