Below are the 3 most recent journal entries recorded in sentraman's LiveJournal:

Friday, May 25th, 2001
11:30 am	Existence... Well... Things seem to be coming together. Voiced opinions, and the painful truth of lifting my sleeve to reveal that tattered heart. At least it's been unsheathed from it's self destructing "protective" holster, and now can be patch-worked back together by those who love me. Even though there's only one person that I'm sharing this computerized plane of existence with, I'll continue to log these feelings for my own personal pressure valve, as well as a history of myself for the friends that I come upon in my journeys. ...and now for our lyrics of the day, Enjoy... Naughty shirts, and scented Teddy Bears I think she'll be the one to meet me there I await for the time that will be ours, but time ticks by slowly, seconds feel like hours. I squandered time I should've used for us Introverted, selfishness, Lashed out at the ones I trust. Go back and change the words I said that day, but who knows, things could've played out all the same anyway... (chorus) Sitting by, while Phil and Joe move in Pursuing my own conquests, conseal the love within Suspended animated hearts they wait To open these emotional flood gates. (chorus) Repeats 2X That's it... I'll call it Biding Time. (Comment on this)
Thursday, May 24th, 2001
9:27 am	Painful Pectorals... Well, I went and did it... I knew I would hurt myself at the gym, and now I'm sore the day afterwards... It always happens that way doesn't it? My boobies hurt!!!! Moving on to better and brighter issues, I got a call from an old friend last night. I've been lacking good friends lately. Ever since "the incident". I'll delve into that another time. Anyway, I'm looking ahead to a brighter future, and reflecting on some actions of the past. Here are some more somber lyrics to learn from... Enjoy... I've given you ALL THAT'S LEFT of me, So what do you want from me now? I've given you all that I could be, So what do you want from me now? (Comment on this)
Wednesday, May 23rd, 2001
4:24 pm	Birthing As a desperate cry for identity, I've created this page for communication's sake, so not to fall into one of many anonymous faces in the crowd... Enjoy... Here's a new song I started today: Stumbling down the street nowhere to go Head lain on my pillow unbeknown to what dreams will show Attitude and emotions pushed aside avoiding the place where unhappiness resides (Chorus): Make way, Push on, Set heading to where I belong As far as she's concerned I'll bide my time... This way, Move on, Not backward or side to side This watched pot never boils quite on time... (Comment on this)