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Yoyo diggity!
I'm carol,
Half Shanghainese, half Singaporean
Check out my youtube,
happyhappycarol
Free soul. (L)
I consider myself a singer/songwriter already :)
11/11 is the day I came out of my mum's cleopatra.
My biggest music and fashion inspirations are Katy Perry and Christofer Drew.
I'm embracing every opportunity in life
I love my Canon powershot E1
I love hot emo caucasion boys
I love my guitar
I love singing in the shower, cause nobody's listening.
And no matter how crappy I sing, no one's complaining :)
Oh, and I love you
This is my INTENSE blog
Go leave a comment about how hot I am, thanks

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Just express yourself, what you feel inside.
Open that closet your hiding in.
And you'll soon discover more to you than you've imagined.
I'm back from camp!

I'm tired, and I can't find my phone.
I was just texting a kid last night, and now I can't find it.
Juniors camp was tons of fun, the children were so cute. Ever watched The Sound Of Music before? You know Brigetta, one of the Von Trapp children? One of the P2 girls looked exactly like Brigetta. I started freaking out the second I saw her, then I realized that the girl was played Brigetta is probably 50 right now, so i stopped freaking out. But I still freaked out. She was irresistably cute. Her brother, Dynes, is equally adorable. He has brown hair, and a sharp nose. He's going to be hot next time, I tell you. If I had my phone with me, I'll be uploading the pictures I took with them right now. Rats. I'll find it.

Got a talk from head of the youths, telling Christine and I not to practice favouritism. I agree. But favouritism is natural, and yes I do play with other children. I let tons of kids sit on my lap, I let quite a number of kids hold my hand.

The camp was absolutely productive, it was not a waste of time at all. 'Who Am I' really reached into my heart. It's even more beautiful when you sing it and let the lyrics read you instead of just reading it.

Anyway, going to Shnaghai next week. Any request? Let me tell you, there's H&M over there. The best, I repeat, THE BEST brand you'll ever come across in your life. Okay, going to do some painting, then probably some song composing (yay) later. Goodbye.


Okay, woke up at 9. Went for piano lessons.
Went out. Puked. Got onto a taxi. Dashed out just when I reached destination, puked.
Slept for 3 hours straight.
Thanks Dani, and Haz, for being there.
Somebody! Watch Coraline with me. I need to watch it desperately. Going out later to buy some acrylic paint to paint my guitar case. Cool, don't you think? Anyway, I have great and innovative plans for what to give people for Christmas. Sorry, if your birthday is close to Christmas, your present will be combined. But nevertheless, it will be guaranteed wicked. Okay, going to buy 'em paints now. Any design suggestions? I was thinking checkered. But it may come off a little poserish. Oh well, we'll see.



This isn't just because I've been watching Mean Girls lately.

Why do people want to be plastic? Why do people only want to be friends, or be in a relationship with plastics?
Don't you know that plastics break, just with a bent, or a knock?
What are plastic?
Waterproof, nothing comes out or goes in.
Whatever is inside, can't be seen.
Everything is covered with a mask.
Hard, solid, shinny plastics.
Why be plastic when you can be real. A real person. Have real friends. Been in a real relationship. Have real boyfriends or girlfriends.
Only judging someone by his/her looks, hair, clothes, legs, butt, is really shallow.
I don't care if I'm 18 before I have a boyfriend or be in a relationship.
I want to be in something real, not plastic.
Where I can laugh and cry with that boy.
I'm not some desperate slut who says 'yes' to any boy.
I don't care if you're cute, or smart, or rich, or whatever school you go to.
What I see is your inside, and what you see in me.
Yes, maybe I can strut down Orchard road with a hot tall boy beside me, feel secure infront of others.
But will I be really secure inside?
Just the fact alone that you look at me for my outside, didn't make me feel happy, or sexy, or anything stupid like that.
Infact, it really offended me because I know I'm worth much more than that.
If you're looking for plastic, don't look for me.
There are plently of hard, shinny, cold plastics out there.
Just not me.
:-*

I just want to thank everybody who wished me happy birthday. I'm really grateful for all my family and friends in my life. Seriously, I do not regret meeting anyone of you. I do not regret living a single moment in this world. I do not regret anything that happened in my life, whether it is good or bad, happy or tragic. I know that everything happened for a reason, and the result is always the best.

To all the suckers in my life: You came into my life for a wonderful reason, and I love you for that.

To all the amazing people in my life: Without you, I would have never found myself. Never picked up myself when I fell. You always make my day and I love you for that :)

To all the use-to-bes in my life: I will never forget you, whatever you have done for me will be engraved in my heart forever.

To all the people-who-blend-with-the-walls: Even though you are not a big part of my life, you are unforgettable and I'm really grateful for the support and encouragement you give me even though we aren't close.

Okay, I'm done. Making a video later today, hopefully. Go check happyhappycarol out ;)
Okay I'm late! Bye!


Ahhh, another dream come true.
Oh the same bus with Chew. Amazinggg.

Carol: I'm going to get over you no matter what.
Chew: So slow?
Carol: What?
Chew: Shouldn't you have gotten over me a long time ago?
Carol: What, no.
Chew: There are plently of handsome boys around, come let me find you one.

Heck Mrs Chew, no boy can steal my heart. Only you darling!

But yeah, she's a sweetheart.
And she's wedded.
And I'm straight!
Okay awkward..

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