<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5635120846774463609</id><updated>2011-04-21T10:44:29.048-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ben's Blog</title><subtitle type='html'>This blog is part of the ELCA "Free in Christ to Care for the Neighbor: Lutheran Youth Talk About Human Sexuality" Study. While "Ben" is only a vignette, we do hope that you will leave your comments and suggestions for this Differing View. For more information, please visit www.elca.org/faithfuljourney/youth/.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bensblogg1.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5635120846774463609/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bensblogg1.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Len Mason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15994961178430068734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://blogs.elca.org/images/LenBW.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5635120846774463609.post-3973248019603332748</id><published>2007-11-28T13:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T09:35:51.202-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just me</title><content type='html'>Here I am again.  The sad Sir Benjamin sitting alone on Friday night with nothing to do.  I don’t know what happened.  A few months ago I had so many options, I had to pick and choose what I was going to do on a Friday night.  That was before everyone started “dating.”  I swear to God, everyone I know is “dating” someone.  What was wrong with the way things were before?  I liked it better when we all used to hang out together and everyone was friends with everyone.   We used to have so much fun.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blogs.elca.org/faithfuljourney-ben/uploaded_images/benCar-788897.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://blogs.elca.org/faithfuljourney-ben/uploaded_images/benCar-788890.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It seemed like there were always 20 of us hangin’ out together.  Now I’m stuck at home with my family on a Friday night.  How lame is that.  Everyone else is out on a date with their girlfriend or on a “couples date”.  I have no interest in having a girlfriend.  I have so much other stuff I’m doing, I feel like I’d have to give it all up if I had a girlfriend.  I’d rather be alone.  I mean maybe someday, but not now.  I thought about getting one, a girlfriend I mean, because everyone else has one.  But  whenever I put on the moves I make a fool out of myself.  I end up feeling like an idiot.  &lt;br /&gt; I’m starting to feel like I can’t relate to anyone anymore.  Whenever I’m with the guys at school or in the locker room, they’re always talking about what they did with their girlfriend.  Well, that or sex.  I totally can’t relate to that.  I’ve never had sex so I just sort of shut up when the subject comes up.  Plus….well… my parents always taught me that it’s not right to have sex until you’re married.  I can imagine how well that would go over with the guys if I ever actually brought that up.  Am I the only one who thinks that?  I’ll tell you one thing.  Since everyone started having sex, I don’t seem to have many friends anymore.  Like that became more important than friends.  &lt;br /&gt;What sucks the most is that I am just a few months from my Senior year of High School and I feel like it’s going to be the worst of my High School years.  I can’t stand the thought of this being what my Senior year is going to be like, sitting at home all the time.  Maybe I should try harder with the girls.  Do girls want sex?  Maybe if I had sex, I wouldn’t be alone all the time.  &lt;br /&gt;I don’t know…..I just want things back to the way they used to be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5635120846774463609-3973248019603332748?l=bensblogg1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bensblogg1.blogspot.com/feeds/3973248019603332748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5635120846774463609&amp;postID=3973248019603332748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5635120846774463609/posts/default/3973248019603332748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5635120846774463609/posts/default/3973248019603332748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bensblogg1.blogspot.com/2007/11/just-me.html' title='Just me'/><author><name>Len Mason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15994961178430068734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://blogs.elca.org/images/LenBW.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
