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  <title>My Life</title>
  <subtitle>Luke Penniman</subtitle>
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    <name>Luke Penniman</name>
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    <title>a hitchiker</title>
    <published>2005-01-18T05:03:54Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-18T05:26:53Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I finished playing tennis today at around 1 and instead of driving home i was going to a gun shop to ask a question about the bolt of my newly aquired Yugoslavian SKS assault rifle.  Well, i didn't make it to the destination as planned for it was a cold day today and i passed a little white man that was sitting on the curb holding a cardboard sign that said "I-95" and shivering. Well, I-95 is about 40 minutes driving time from where we were and i passed and something told me to turn around and help him out.  I turned around and pulled in the parking lot beside him and he didn't really notice me turn because of how overlooked he truly was, until I honked my horn to get his attention.  He look and saw me wave him over and he slowly climbed to his feet. He walked over and opened the door in a depressed manner that was mixed with the coldness of his body.  He asked if i was headed toward 95 and I said "not really, but I'll take you" and told him that I had to stop and get gas first. At the gas station i asked if he had eaten and if he wanted anything to eat, he declined in a well mannered way saying that he still had some chicken left over. Left over from what? I'm not sure. On the way we had small bits of conversation that was more or less small talk. I found out that he was a very nice man, but he was very reserved and quiet. He was headed from somewhere in north carolina south because he lost his job that he was working at a motel.  He said that the person that brought him on into beaufort said that there was good employment here, in which he said he went to different hotels asking if they needed help and they all declined so he figured he would head on south.  We talked a little here and a little there about where he was from and where he was going and about hitchhiking. He said usually it took about 3 hrs for someone to stop and give him a ride. To me, that is a long time in the cold wind and the weather.  This man didn't even have a jacket, only some sweat shirts that he had on in layers. All his belongings were carried in a small doufle bag that he held in his lap like it was everything he owned.  Sadly it was all that he owned.  He said he had tried to find a homeless shelter in beaufort but there isn't one there so he had no luck. He did however, find the United Way, but it being a national holiday, it wasn't open, so he couldn't even get a coat.  As we approached I-95 I asked if he would like me to take him on into Savannah Ga.  He said that's where he would like to go if it wasn't much of a problem.  From there it was only about 20 more miles so I figured "why not?" instead of making him walk further in the cold than he had to. I didn't have anything really planned for the day so I wasn't losing out on anything by helping someone.  As we traveled down 95 I noticed that he had fallen asleep and he looked so dreary and tired, yet almost temporarily peaceful.  As we approached Savannah he asked if we could go to where there were a lot of hotels so that he could try finding a temporary job, maybe one allowing him to stay in a room there.  We stopped at one of the hotels on the right side of the road and it was one of the cheaper hotels which seemed to give him a little bit of hope as there were about 7 motels in that area.  This was when I asked, "how much money do you have?" and he said "not very much at all" in a very disheartened voice that i interpreted that he was thinking that i was going to ask him for money for taking him, but instead i asked "would you like me to get you a room here?" and hope and joy shot into his eyes and voice as he responded "would you do that for me??" I said, "yeah, I will." We went in and I told them I wanted a room for one and said it was for "him."  The man at the desk, understandingly, filled out the card with my information and let me pay for it and let me sign since I wouldn't be there to sign the next day.  I took the "cross in my pocket" ( a metal cross that has a card with it and a poem about trusting in God and has the sinner's prayer on the back) out of my wallet and gave it to him, since I had an extra one in my truck.  He gladly accepted and then got the room key and we walked to his room.  We then walked back to my truck to get him 2 packs of "hothands" that i had extra for his traveling outdoors.  This is when we parted and He said "Good Bless You" and "good luck" as I said the same things to him. Then i left.  Sure I wonder why he was homeless or jobless. I wonder all kinds of things, but what was in my mind was "what would Jesus Do?" and if that was me, who would help me out? Would anyone stop to help me out if I was walking in the cold? I learned a lot of things today, maybe someone will read this and learn something as well.  Was I scared of being hurt? I thought about it, but I knew that God had his hand on me.  That's all that I need to be safe. Hopefully he will find a job. If he doesn't there, maybe somewhere else. We all need 2nd chances, I wonder where his will begin... or will the rest of his life be like that? I'll never know.</content>
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    <title>i filled this out like 3 yrs ago, time to try again</title>
    <published>2004-10-05T04:40:36Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-09T05:08:40Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">.? - ?. .?bAsIcS?. .? - ?.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name: Luke Vincent Penniman&lt;br /&gt;Birthday: May 14, 1985&lt;br /&gt;S?x:Male&lt;br /&gt;Grade: graduated&lt;br /&gt;School: coeburn&lt;br /&gt;Where do you live? beaufort, sc&lt;br /&gt;Who are your siblings? Ronnie, mike, and missy&lt;br /&gt;Eye color:Brown w/ green&lt;br /&gt;Hair color: Brown&lt;br /&gt;Best Accomplishment: Christian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.? - ?. .?fAvOrItEs?. .? - ?.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Color: Royal Blue&lt;br /&gt;Scary Movie:The Birds&lt;br /&gt;Day: Sunday&lt;br /&gt;Holiday: Christmas&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Family Member: Sister and her children&lt;br /&gt;Music: Contemporary Christian&lt;br /&gt;Song: don't have one&lt;br /&gt;.? - ?. .?tHiS oR tHaT??. .? - ?.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deaf or Blind: blind (you can still "see" without eyes, but to hear, you can learn what's inside of people)&lt;br /&gt;Truth or Dare: truth&lt;br /&gt;Night or Day: day&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate Chip or Oatmeal Raisin: Chocolate Chip&lt;br /&gt;Love or Lust: LoVe*&lt;br /&gt;Sweet or Sour: sweet&lt;br /&gt;Silver or Gold: silver&lt;br /&gt;Hugs or Kisses: kisses&lt;br /&gt;Lefty or Righty: Righty&lt;br /&gt;Coke or Pepsi: Coke&lt;br /&gt;Crushed or Cubed: crushed&lt;br /&gt;Showers or Baths: Showers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.? - ?. .?mIsCeLlAnEoUs QuEsTiOnS?. .? - ?.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like school:n/a&lt;br /&gt;Do you like to talk on the phone: to emily&lt;br /&gt;Do you have your own line: &lt;a style="text-decoration: none; border-bottom: 3px double;" href="http://www.serverlogic3.com/lm/rtl3.asp?si=24&amp;amp;k=cell%20phone"&gt;cell phone&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Can we have your #: Sure~!~!~&lt;br /&gt;Are you scared to ask someone out: don't have to worry about it anymore&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever gone skinny dipping: nope&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever broken a bone: nope&lt;br /&gt;Do you have any piercings: nope&lt;br /&gt;Do you consider yourself a good listener: Yes&lt;br /&gt;Can you swim: Yes&lt;br /&gt;Do you sing in the shower: sometimes&lt;br /&gt;Can you even sing: maybe&lt;br /&gt;What's the hardest thing about growing up: hurting people and getting hurt by those that care&lt;br /&gt;What do you wear to bed: shorts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.? - ?. .?dO yOu/wHo iS/ wOuLd yOu???. .? - ?.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a girlfriend: yes&lt;br /&gt;If so who is it? Emily&lt;br /&gt;Would you bring someone back from the dead? nope&lt;br /&gt;Would you travel to the future? naa, it's not my place to&lt;br /&gt;Would you travel back in time: nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.? - ?. .?fRiEnDs?. .? - ?.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who are your best friends: God, Emily&lt;br /&gt;Who do you trust the most: Jesus&lt;br /&gt;Who have you known the longest?God&lt;br /&gt;Who makes you laugh the most: Emily&lt;br /&gt;Which of your friends are the most sarcastic: Emily&lt;br /&gt;Which of your friends is the smartest: God&lt;br /&gt;Which of your friends is the dumbest: none&lt;br /&gt;Which of your friends is the most dependable: Emily&lt;br /&gt;Which of your friends looks most like you: none&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.? - ?. .?oThEr!?. .? - ?.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you or your friends smoke: Nope&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Band: none&lt;br /&gt;What is your fav book: Bible&lt;br /&gt;Where do you see yourself in ten years:Happily married to a very sweet lady, emily&lt;br /&gt;Do you want to get married: Yes&lt;br /&gt;Do you want kids: Yes&lt;br /&gt;How many: 2&lt;br /&gt;What's your favorite TV show: don't know&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Sport: bball and tennis&lt;br /&gt;What is your most prized possession: Emily&lt;br /&gt;What is the worst song you've ever heard: who let the dogs out&lt;br /&gt;What stores would you max out your credit card at: Don't have one&lt;br /&gt;What do you do most often when you are bored: think&lt;br /&gt;What brand of shoes do you wear: bunch of different kinds&lt;br /&gt;What do you notice about the opposite s?x: Eyes&lt;br /&gt;What color &lt;a style="text-decoration: none; border-bottom: 3px double;" href="http://www.serverlogic3.com/lm/rtl3.asp?si=24&amp;amp;k=tooth%20brush"&gt;tooth brush&lt;/a&gt; do you use: purple&lt;br /&gt;What (was/will be) the best day of your life: the day i get married to someone i'm in love with&lt;br /&gt;What/Who are you thinking about right now: Emily, old friends..how things changed&lt;br /&gt;What color underwear are you wearing: white&lt;br /&gt;What is a deep dark secret that you could tell us: i don't like dark secrets&lt;br /&gt;Who is the coolest person you know: me..lol&lt;br /&gt;Where do you wanna live when you get older: somewhere in the woods where it is peaceful and i can have my family&lt;br /&gt;Have you had a girlfriend before? Yes &lt;br /&gt;If so, how many? 6&lt;br /&gt;How long did it last? 2yrs 6 months 1 day... and counting&lt;br /&gt;Kissed someone? yes&lt;br /&gt;Are you in a relationship right now? engaged&lt;br /&gt;Do you look good? ok i guess&lt;br /&gt;What do girls think about? love, security&lt;br /&gt;How many girls are you friends with? just a couple&lt;br /&gt;Do your friends think you are handsome? some&lt;br /&gt;Do you think you are handsome? i don't care&lt;br /&gt;Has a girl ever told you that you are hot? Yeah&lt;br /&gt;What was the worst thing that ever happened to you? losing friends and family relationships&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like long term or short term relationships? long &lt;br /&gt;Do you like long or short distance relationships? whichever lets me have the one i love&lt;br /&gt;Do you have to know the person pretty good before you go out w/them? yes&lt;br /&gt;What do you look for in a guy or girl? personality..what their soul is like&lt;br /&gt;Do you like receiving notes/letters from your bf/gf? yeah..lol&lt;br /&gt;What turns you on? Sweetness, straight forwardness&lt;br /&gt;Who do you love?: Emily&lt;br /&gt;Who is your best friend? Emily&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever made a girl cry? yes&lt;br /&gt;Are you a HEARTBREAKER? don't think so&lt;br /&gt;Do you like it when your bf/gf hugs you in public? it's great&lt;br /&gt;Do you want to answer any more questions? sure..y not</content>
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    <title>bue @ 2002-01-07T15:37:00</title>
    <published>2002-01-08T01:22:17Z</published>
    <updated>2002-01-08T01:22:17Z</updated>
    <content type="html">.? - ?. .?bAsIcS?. .? - ?.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name: Luke Vincent Penniman&lt;br /&gt;Birthday: May 14, 1985&lt;br /&gt;S?x:Male&lt;br /&gt;Grade: 11th&lt;br /&gt;School: coeburn&lt;br /&gt;Where do you live? coeburn&lt;br /&gt;Who are your siblings? Ronnie, mike, and missy&lt;br /&gt;Eye color:Brown w/ green&lt;br /&gt;Hair color: Brown&lt;br /&gt;Best Accomplishment: Christian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.? - ?. .?fAvOrItEs?. .? - ?.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Color: Royal Blue&lt;br /&gt;Scary Movie:The Birds&lt;br /&gt;Day: Sunday&lt;br /&gt;Holiday: Christmas&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Family Member: Mommy&lt;br /&gt;Music: umm..some rap, lil country, no heavy metal..bout everything else&lt;br /&gt;Song: don't have one&lt;br /&gt;.? - ?. .?tHiS oR tHaT??. .? - ?.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deaf or Blind: Blind(i would want to hear my love's voice)&lt;br /&gt;Truth or Dare: truth&lt;br /&gt;Night or Day: day&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate Chip or Oatmeal Raisin: Chocolate Chip&lt;br /&gt;Love or Lust: LoVe*&lt;br /&gt;Sweet or Sour: sweet&lt;br /&gt;Silver or Gold: silver&lt;br /&gt;Hugs or Kisses: hugs&lt;br /&gt;Lefty or Righty: Righty&lt;br /&gt;Coke or Pepsi: Coke&lt;br /&gt;Crushed or Cubed: crushed&lt;br /&gt;Showers or Baths: Showers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.? - ?. .?mIsCeLlAnEoUs QuEsTiOnS?. .? - ?.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like school:actually, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Do you like to talk on the phone: to special people&lt;br /&gt;Do you have your own line: Kinda &lt;br /&gt;Can we have your #: Sure~!~!~&lt;br /&gt;Are you scared to ask someone out: yup&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever gone skinny dipping: nope&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever broken a bone: nope&lt;br /&gt;Do you have any piercings: nope&lt;br /&gt;Do you consider yourself a good listener: Yes&lt;br /&gt;Can you swim: Yes&lt;br /&gt;Do you sing in the shower: yup&lt;br /&gt;Can you even sing: yup&lt;br /&gt;What's the hardest thing about growing up: breaking up with a girl you love&lt;br /&gt;What do you wear to bed: regular cloths&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.? - ?. .?dO yOu/wHo iS/ wOuLd yOu???. .? - ?.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a girlfriend: No&lt;br /&gt;If so who is it? someone sweet&lt;br /&gt;Would you bring someone back from the dead? nope&lt;br /&gt;Would you travel to the future? no, i want to live thru all the good things&lt;br /&gt;Would you travel back in time: nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.? - ?. .?fRiEnDs?. .? - ?.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who are your best friends: umm..not sure&lt;br /&gt;Who do you trust the most: Jesus&lt;br /&gt;Who have you known the longest?ashley hall&lt;br /&gt;Who makes you laugh the most: none&lt;br /&gt;Which of your friends are the most sarcastic: eric&lt;br /&gt;Which of your friends is the smartest: marie&lt;br /&gt;Which of your friends is the dumbest: Johnathon&lt;br /&gt;Which of your friends is the most dependable: i have no idea&lt;br /&gt;Which of your friends looks most like you: matt i guess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.? - ?. .?oThEr!?. .? - ?.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you or your friends smoke: Nope&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Band: none&lt;br /&gt;What is your fav book: Bible&lt;br /&gt;Where do you see yourself in ten years:Happily married to a very sweet lady&lt;br /&gt;Do you want to get married: Yes&lt;br /&gt;Do you want kids: Yes&lt;br /&gt;How many: 2, 3 at most&lt;br /&gt;What's your favorite TV show: don't watch tv&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Sport: bball and tennis&lt;br /&gt;What is your most prized possession: my heart&lt;br /&gt;What is the worst song you've ever heard: who let the dogs out&lt;br /&gt;What stores would you max out your credit card at: depends who i was buying for&lt;br /&gt;What do you do most often when you are bored: think&lt;br /&gt;What brand of shoes do you wear: and one&lt;br /&gt;What do you notice about the opposite s?x: Eyes&lt;br /&gt;What color tooth brush do you use: blue&lt;br /&gt;What (was/will be) the best day of your life: the day i get married to someone i'm in love with&lt;br /&gt;What/Who are you thinking about right now: tabby, and marie&lt;br /&gt;What color underwear are you wearing: white&lt;br /&gt;What is a deep dark secret that you could tell us: i don't like dark secrets&lt;br /&gt;Who is the coolest person you know: me..lol&lt;br /&gt;Where do you wanna live when you get older: somewhere in the woods where it is peaceful and i can have my family&lt;br /&gt;Have you had a girlfriend before? Yes &lt;br /&gt;If so, how many? since 6th grade, that count 1&lt;br /&gt;How long did it last? 33 days :(&lt;br /&gt;Kissed someone? nope&lt;br /&gt;Are you in a relationship right now? No&lt;br /&gt;Do you look good? does it matter?&lt;br /&gt;What do girls think about? shopping and guys..lol&lt;br /&gt;How many girls are you friends with? not enough&lt;br /&gt;Do your friends think you are handsome? some&lt;br /&gt;Do you think you are handsome? i don't care&lt;br /&gt;Has a girl ever told you that you are hot? Yeah&lt;br /&gt;What was the worst thing that ever happened to you? can't decide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like long term or short term relationships? long w/ someone i love&lt;br /&gt;Do you like long or short distance relationships? short.. :(&lt;br /&gt;Do you have to know the person pretty good before you go out w/them? i like to&lt;br /&gt;What do you look for in a guy or girl? personality..what their soul is like&lt;br /&gt;Do you like receiving notes/letters from your bf/gf? i wish&lt;br /&gt;What turns you on? Sweetness&lt;br /&gt;Who do you love?: LOL&lt;br /&gt;Who is your best friend? ........?&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever made a girl cry? i hope not&lt;br /&gt;Are you a HEARTBREAKER? no, i care too much&lt;br /&gt;Do you like it when your bf/gf hugs you in public? i would love it&lt;br /&gt;Do you want to answer any more questions? don't care</content>
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    <title>bue @ 2001-09-19T18:05:00</title>
    <published>2001-09-19T22:07:37Z</published>
    <updated>2001-09-19T22:07:37Z</updated>
    <lj:music>ride wit me- nelly</lj:music>
    <content type="html">well, this morning prayer was awsome, we had 23 at high school.....then some of us went down and prayed w/ the middle school people and they had over 150 praying w/ us...no work tonight...goin to church...lata</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bue:15992</id>
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    <title>bue @ 2001-09-15T23:28:00</title>
    <published>2001-09-16T03:31:30Z</published>
    <updated>2001-09-16T03:31:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i'm alive. I got on here to check my email, ended up talking to people, but now gettin off here. lee high won..against virginia high...doesn't suprise me...just another sign of the end of the world.</content>
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    <title>bue @ 2001-09-13T23:08:00</title>
    <published>2001-09-14T03:08:49Z</published>
    <updated>2001-09-14T03:08:49Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Galatians 5 &lt;br /&gt;19 Now the works of the flesh are manifest, which are these; Adultery, fornication, uncleanness, lasciviousness, &lt;br /&gt;20 Idolatry, witchcraft, hatred, variance, emulations, wrath, strife, seditions, heresies, &lt;br /&gt;21 Envyings, murders, drunkenness, revellings, and such like: of the which I tell you before, as I have also told you in time past, that they which do such things shall not inherit the kingdom of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deuteronomy 18 &lt;br /&gt;10 Let no one be found among you who sacrifices his son or daughter in the fire, who practices divination or sorcery, interprets omens, engages in witchcraft, &lt;br /&gt;11 or casts spells, or who is a medium or spiritist or who consults the dead. &lt;br /&gt;12 Anyone who does these things is detestable to the LORD, and because of these detestable practices the LORD your God will drive out those nations before you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Micah 5 &lt;br /&gt;11 And I will cut off the cities of thy land, and throw down all thy strong holds: &lt;br /&gt;12 And I will cut off witchcrafts out of thine hand; and thou shalt have no more soothsayers: &lt;br /&gt;13 Thy graven images also will I cut off, and thy standing images out of the midst of thee; and thou shalt no more worship the work of thine hands</content>
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    <title>bue @ 2001-09-11T21:55:00</title>
    <published>2001-09-12T02:18:43Z</published>
    <updated>2001-09-12T02:18:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Me and you that read this have survived this day...many did not. My prayers go out to those families...and i pray for my friends and family. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Freedom has been attacked today"...we shall defend it...May America stay strong and stare the enemy in the face and show them we can make it through the tests...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will rise to fight the enemy! I'll push the red button myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This will be a Holy War...and the beginning of ww3 if anyone hasn't figured that out yet</content>
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    <title>bue @ 2001-09-09T01:06:00</title>
    <published>2001-09-09T05:07:38Z</published>
    <updated>2001-09-09T05:07:38Z</updated>
    <content type="html">well guys....my phone lines started workin tonight...so internet's back...but my worries are gettin to me...i started to cry on the way to work tonight when i heard a song bout mother's love for her dying son...well turn it around for my situation</content>
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    <title>bue @ 2001-09-07T11:15:00</title>
    <published>2001-09-07T15:14:39Z</published>
    <updated>2001-09-07T15:14:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Bonjour everyone. My phone line is still skrewed up. My Mom is getting worse and worse w/ her liver cuz hepititus C. My dad has liver problems too from where he was alcoholic before he got saved, he also has a 99%chance of haveing bladder cancer which can kill him within a month. His diabetes is running out of control..Everything is going wrong now days....Pray for them please.  The only things that keep me goin is God Almighty, my one very special friend, and my other true friends whom i can lean on.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bue:10832</id>
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    <title>Emotions</title>
    <published>2001-09-03T17:21:15Z</published>
    <updated>2001-09-03T17:21:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Can i hold my emotions in much longer?&lt;br /&gt;Will they be controlled?&lt;br /&gt;Will it be pain, anger, sorrow?&lt;br /&gt;Will it be all of these?&lt;br /&gt;Will i go crazy or become more sane?&lt;br /&gt;Will i die inside..or live freely?&lt;br /&gt;Will i fall alone or will i have help?&lt;br /&gt;My emotions are twisting and turning,&lt;br /&gt;Starting to boil. Confusion comes and goes.&lt;br /&gt;I try to fight and fight but it comes again and again.&lt;br /&gt;I'm holding on, just holding on....</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bue:10418</id>
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    <title>life</title>
    <published>2001-09-03T16:27:55Z</published>
    <updated>2001-09-03T16:27:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">how will this be? will i happily suceed? or miserably fail? does it matter? yeah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, in all of life will i happily suceed? or miserably fail? Does it matter? yes, and a lot more. I shall suceed in life nomatter what happens to me here on this earth. I will make it. I will keep my eyes on the prize! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone read John 3:16....now John 3:17</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bue:8148</id>
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    <title>bue @ 2001-08-30T06:58:00</title>
    <published>2001-08-30T11:03:52Z</published>
    <updated>2001-08-30T11:03:52Z</updated>
    <lj:music>no good music for this mood</lj:music>
    <content type="html">hiding the truth hurts more than telling it.....Why hide the truth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;confusion over-runs me and eats away at my insides. the little boy is surrounded. and this time he isn't scared. just waiting.just asking "why?". deep in thought. thought in deep. lost in the confusion...</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bue:5090</id>
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    <title>bue @ 2001-08-20T16:19:00</title>
    <published>2001-08-20T20:29:33Z</published>
    <updated>2001-08-20T20:29:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">My day was alright today. I don't have to work today, so that's good. I got some more funny looks today when i said "it's the voices again" but other than that it was pretty normal. Except for something one of my friends that i've known since i was 5 asked me. My chemistry class is very boring so far.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bue:4593</id>
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    <title>bue @ 2001-08-19T16:32:00</title>
    <published>2001-08-19T20:35:09Z</published>
    <updated>2001-08-19T20:35:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">this sux, i have to work till close tonight. I'll be home around 9:30. Means i can't go to church tonight.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bue:4349</id>
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    <title>bue @ 2001-08-19T11:04:00</title>
    <published>2001-08-19T15:11:41Z</published>
    <updated>2001-08-19T15:11:41Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Just finished watching Final Destination. That was a cool movie. I get to go to work soon. I only have to work from 12 to 5 today. NO CLOSING! YEY. I didn't go to church this morning, so someone fill me in what happend at urs. well, goin to go get ready for work.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bue:3829</id>
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    <title>bue @ 2001-08-18T02:42:00</title>
    <published>2001-08-18T06:45:16Z</published>
    <updated>2001-08-18T06:45:16Z</updated>
    <content type="html">now i need to know why on earth i just made that thing on memories up!</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bue:3425</id>
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    <title>Memories</title>
    <published>2001-08-18T06:43:18Z</published>
    <updated>2001-08-18T06:43:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Memories may trouble one's soul. Memories can build, but memories can destroy. Memories are what life is based upon; what has happend, not what will. Memories hold the key to one's life. Memories are made to be forgotten. One that lives in the past; doesn't live in the present; doesn't appear in the future. &lt;br /&gt;Memories bring Joy to one's soul. Memories build trust; memories break it. Memories show the happiness of the past. Memories are to be remembered. Memories are the key to everything. One is nothing without memories.&lt;br /&gt;Memories should be shared. Good and Bad memories alike. Shareing memories brings trust, sharing memories brings comfort. Memories show true friends. Memories bring more Memories.</content>
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