Hey there, Sex-Ed Teacher. Upon looking at this checklist that you have so cleverly provided for me, there were a few things I noticed that I could never apply to my own life.  I wish I were able to say I could, but it is impossible at the moment.  In fact, I'm not sure what the hell you're even asking us to do here...check off things that apply or don't apply to my everyday life?  Wow, isn't this a waste of time??  Shouldn't we be learning about why AIDS is spreading all over the planet or something important?  I sure am glad that I'm almost finished with these retarded general education classes.

For instance, I do not drive.  How, then, could I keep my car locked and check my back seat before entering?  I do not own a car, and if I am riding in one, I am with someone I know and trust.  Second of all, I have never been stranded in a car because I am never alone in a car.  
 
Moving on...I rarely go jogging.  I walk everywhere, but I rarely jog.  If I were to jog, I still would not jog with a companion, because none of my friends would be patient with my lack of physical stamina and proneness to nasty asthma attacks. I would just go to a gym or someplace safe.  If I exercise, I ride my bike; it's more sensible.  I never ride my bicycle by myself in unfamiliar territory, however, because I tend to get lost.  Jogging is bad for your knees, anyway.

 I never took kickboxing or anything martial-arty.  Nor do I plan to.  Although it is good to know how to defend oneself, I am also aware that if someone wants to attack you badly enough, women are physically weaker.  I am sorry, but that is the truth.  I had an eye-opening experience once when I was goofing around with my guy friend, who is slight and wiry, and he pinned me down so I could not move.  We were not in a physically intimate pose or situation, but I realised that he still could attack me if he wanted to.  Which he would not.  But still. 

 I also wondered why they had sections on this paper called “SPECIFICALLY FOR MEN” and “SPECIFICALLY FOR WOMEN.”   Men can be coerced into doing things they do not want to do. It happens all the bloody time.  I saw it myself the other night when my friend was guilt-tripped into doing something he did not want to do, and did not have the guts to decline until I told him what he was doing was compromising his own feelings for a manipulative non-friend. Another male friend of mine was pressured numerous times to have sex with his then-girlfriend, who dumped him when he refused for moral and, frankly, physical reasons. This girl was a walking case of VD.

So there you have it.  You've wasted another night where I could have been doing something worthwhile.  Thanks a bloody lot.  Go get your paycheque now.