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Ye Bing Chen
18 legal aged boy

Crimes
Mitsubishi Evolution 3.
Black Crumpler.
Class 3 license.
Speeding and police chase.

current s0ng


CSI box




PrisonBreakers
LISHANNX (:
Miss Aisya
Miss SerEne
Mr y0ujun
Mr Jianming
Miss Chunyin
Miss Cheryl



Past Records
February 2007
March 2007
April 2007
May 2007
June 2007
July 2007
August 2007
September 2007
October 2007
November 2007
December 2007
January 2008



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Monday, March 5, 2007

y0u must be w0ndering why am i still awake at this h0ur.

..

i went 0ut f0r a maj0ng sessi0n.
see,
the p0int was i wanted t0 have a chat.
but y0u kn0w,
maj0ng plays with 4 ppl.
n0t 5.

s0 i sat at a c0rner.
waiting.
seeing.

d0ing n0thing.

they had a l0t t0 talk ab0ut,
same sch,
same ppl they kn0w,

i didn't kn0w h0w t0 enter their c0nversati0ns,
s0 i decided t0 leave.

they were 0nce my buddies.
after they g0t attached,
same p0ly,

i l0st c0nnecti0n with them.
the lines were g0ne,

t0 them,
im treated like a stranger.

they talked ab0ut sch,
ab0ut their girlfriends,
their w0rkplace.

me?
i just sat at the c0rner like a rubbish bin.

im l0sing c0nnnecti0n with al0t 0f pe0ple lately,
i guess im n0 g0od at human c0nnecti0ns.

0r simply t0 put it,
im a glass,
until pe0ple kn0ck it,
then they kn0w what it is.

i have deepest things that i kept f0r myself,
i have a deepest c0rner where i hide myself.

im just,
n0thing fr0m the start,
and n0thing t0 the end.

g0odbye my friends.
l0oks like im fr0m mars,
and y0u all bel0ng t0 earth.


*Getting attention is the furthest thing from your mind -- fade into the background.*


2:47 AM

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