Not talking to your kids about sex is a little bit like not teaching them how to swim, only more dangerous. In this world, there are considerably more opprotunities to have sex than there are to fall in the water, flail about, and drown because of a distinct lack of swimming lessons...
The probabilities are further distanced by the fact that many people aim for the former and avoid the latter to the best of their abilities...

I could take this metaphor further, but it would turn into a cute, whimsical story alongside a furious rant. My grammar HP is too low for such activities

Anyways, I think that everyone should talk to their parents about sex, even if they intend on being celibate, or a eunich (you can catch STIs from oral sex, an action that requires no genitalia.) The media glamourizes and contorts sex, the church demonizes it, many parents scream "abstinence", and teens are left to consult their peers about their various contradictory and distorted viewpoints.

In case you didn't know, this leads to a string of Planned Parenthood/Femenist/Sex Ed Advocate buzz words.

I suppose what I mean is that when people decide to have sex, they should be able to make that decision safely, without screwing up their life or the lives of others. If someone chooses abstinence, they shouldn't be ignorant of sex, but they shouldn't be pressured to change their decision either.

It is very difficult to achieve this if nobody tells the truth.

I guess this sounds weird coming from me, because I am a complete and total prude, but this issue bugs me a lot, so I thought I'd write a journal about it.
I could probably talk about this for hours, but it would end with me foaming at the mouth and screaming about stupid parents who think that throwing away their daughter's condoms will keep her from having sex. Or about stupid kids who say things like, "That's weeeeird, why would I want to talk to my mom about my birth control pills?" Believe it or not kiddo, your mom HAS had sex before. Possibly when she was around your age. She should be able to deal.

Sorry. Rant is starting up again.

Anyways, life is great. When I think about people I know, I smile to myself.

I have decided to cosplay as the wall marking girl from Code Geass, because she is my favorite character.

My thumb has a bruise on it from sharpening pencils all morning.

I started a comic, but it's failing on me and I have only one piece of cardstock left. I am writing the script for another. Nice!

I'm also two thirds done with two different watercolor junks, which have been taking more time than these things usually do.

OH, and MIYAZAKI'S MOTHERFUCKING PONYO IS GOING TO BE AVAILABLE TO US VERY SOON. [link]

I should stop typing now. Byebye guys