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Overview


Hello, my name is Eilynn. I really like dressing up in skirts, dresses, heels and sparkly tops, so you can say that I'm obsessed with fashion. I love books, computers and especially photography.Am also a model in the making!

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Sunday, August 23, 2009

another soul has passed on...

<8.30am>


Tring Tring...my mum's hp rang...


mum: girl, help me see who sms...


me:( half awake, still blur)...ok...


the sms reads:


Susan's son (my mum's fren's son) passed away this morning.


... ... ...
another person i noe had left this world...
this year i attended like 3 funerals d...
2 friends n a relative...
cannot believe it i tot he was ok...
T.T
he suffered froam a brain tumour...
coma started 4 days earlier...
n now...he's gone...
L-I-F-E...
is realli precious...
realli very fragile...
it's all in the hands of GOD...
we must live our life with no regrets...
live evryday as if it is your last...