To my son...

I found this site a few weeks ago, and it is awesome.


I think i will be buying the book when it comes out, even though i don't have the idea of having an unborn son yet, but meh.


Its kinda similar to a book i own called, 'No Tattoos before You're Thirty - what I'll tell my children' by Sam de Brito. His book is for both his to be son and daughter though, so i can relate to it more so. He also has a blog which can be funny. His sister has a funny blog too, that i read religiously.


I have to admit, though, i love them both.


Back to the site...


Here are a few of my favourite:


6. Follow Instructions - You'll be done in half the time.

8. An hour with your grandparents is time well spent.

16. You are what you do, not what you say.

22. Girls like boys who shower.

26. Never talk during a movie. Arrive early and go for center seats.

29. Absolutely no piercings or tattoos, unless you are in the armed forces.

36. If you absolutely have to fight, punch first and punch hard.

45. Wrap your own presents. -Aluminum foil works in a pinch and you don’t need tape.

44. Remember birthdays and give thoughtful gifts.

43. Don't litter. Ever.

47. Watch a lightning storm from a safe spot. But watch em.

53. Offer your seat to a woman, no matter how old she is.

63. Send postcards.

78. Keep your word.

77. Never side against your brother in a fight.

81. Remember, the girl you're with is somebody's sister. And he's perfectly capable of kicking your ass.

94. Don't show off. Impress.

97. Finish what you start, especially books.

103. Offer to carry a woman's bags. Especially your mother's.

108. Sing along. But only if you know the words.

115. Short pants are for little boys. Decide for yourself when you are a man.

120. Spend time with your mother. She’s cooler than you think.

132. If you don't know what a word means, ask. Before it's too late.

145. Participate in a good practical joke.

144. Offer your name when greeting someone. Even good friends have lousy memories.

149. Don't let the ice cream truck get away.

158. The best thing to do in the rain is be quiet and listen.

165. On a night out with the boys, never be the first to go home.

169. Be nice to your sister. You are her confidante, cheerleader, and bodyguard.

175. Never leave a job without securing your next employment.

But when it’s time to go, don’t hesitate.

184. Jump in with your clothes on.

186. Have a favorite song. It doesn't have to be hip. (The best ones never are.)

195. Don't boo. - Even the ref is somebody’s son.

209. Take your sunglasses off indoors. This includes elevators and planes.

216. Make your own money. However, there is no harm in enjoying the generosity of wealthy friends.

220. Until you are a doctor, never answer your phone at the table. - That goes for emails, texts, twitters, and tweets.

234. Thank the bus driver.

245. Look people in the eye when you thank them, especially waiters.

257. If you offer to help, don't quit until the job is done.

276. Surround yourself with smart people.

289. Address anyone who carries a firearm professionally as Sir or Ma'am.

310. Make time for your mom on your birthday. It's her special day too.

328. Write down your dreams.

350. Ride in the front car of a roller coaster.

360. Never under any circumstances ask a woman if she is pregnant.

367. You marry the girl, you marry her whole family.

386. Ask your mom to play. She won't let you win.

So far...

Today has been such a good day... oddly, cause its monday.

I came to work early, cause i had a meeting thing, and that was good, and it went overtime, which meant, less time doing my actual job. (which is good, cause it means less time just sitting doing nothing).

Then, i got an email saying that a package was delivered, and a fantasic necklace that i purchased had arrived, and its so much prettier then it was on the website, AND the person i bought it from included a 'lucky bag' with FREE STUFF!!! AWESOME!

AND THEN!!

I read my starsign and wow... Jonathan Cainer, i hope you dont disappoint me...

Lets hope my mood continues for the rest of the week...

**this is totally not jinxing it***

Dad.

**NOTE**

I started writing this a little while ago, before my holiday,

but never finished it, so here it is now.

Sometimes i feel guilty for no reason and other times someone says something that while is not meant to be guilt-inducing is.

Here is what happened and i felt so terrible for it.

Myself and my husband, have disposable income, while we use a lot of it to pay off debt (mostly credit card...) and the rest just to waste. We really should be saving for a house or emergency, but we are totally 'Gen Y" so don't.

Anyway, when we do fun stuff, its terribly boring to do just by ourselves, so we usually do it with other people, we usually invite my siblings or his siblings. More mine then his, cause they are younger, (teens) and don't have to think about who is going to look after their kids, (my siblings have none, his siblings have them).

My little sister (and her friend) spent a week of her holidays with us and while we spent a lot of money, we did a lot of fun stuff.

This time, we are planning a trip to the snow and both my brother, sister and sister in law and her kids are coming. Not terribly spesh but still fancy.

Anyway, i missed the point.

We were in the car with my Dad, little sister, husband and myself were in the car. Husband and sister were discussing the trip and were talking about the place we are staying in.

My Dad says, 'when we win the $50 million (lotto), We'll go stay in the deluxe suite'

My little sister, (i think not realising what she was saying), says, 'I think that's where we're staying already'.

Now, i didn't hear this conversation, (or i was just ignoring it cause it was snow related and I'm just a bit blah about the situation, cause I'm only going there to get massages and acupuncture and fun things like that. Who skis nowadays??), but when the husband told me later, i just felt so bad.

I loved my childhood. No matter whether we had money or not, (to tell you the truth, i wouldn't have known the difference), i had a great childhood and i wouldn't swap it for the world.

I know that my Dad did the best he could, and it was more then enough. I look at him and what has done for me and my siblings and i see that he gave us an AWESOME childhood and a great loving family.

It kills me to think that he might have said what he said, cause he thought he hadn't given us enough, or anything like that.

I see him on the weekends getting up at 5.30 (on his days off, ahuh), to take my sister to soccer and my brother to football, and then be my brothers football manager, and then take them both to golf, where he is lucky to have a round himself.

I only spent time with him every second weekend, and half the holidays, when i was younger, (yep, i was part of a divorced and then later a step family), but i know that when i did see him, it was awesome.

Recently, my dad hurt his foot and it made me see him as not the indestructible, giant man i saw him as. That really scares me, i remember when my Pop (his dad) died, and the awful feeling that I went through. I couldn't imagine what he were going through, and i know that i really really dont want to feel like that ever.

I'm sorry that i wasn't brave enough to live at your house on my own, and when my older sister said she didn't want to move up there, i didn't either.

I'm sorry, that as i got older, i wanted to go up to see you less and less, because i wanted to spend more time with my friends.

I'm sorry, now that I'm living with my husband, we spend even less time visiting you.

I'm sorry i didn't have a proper wedding and you didn't get to walk me down the aisle. That's the only thing i regret about my wedding.

Ps. I love how my brother is almost the same person as my dad. Down to how they speak and act.

Cos its MY TOWN!!

I was on the way home from work today, and i was an OK mood, not a great one, cause i still have no money, thanks jerk work, but i had finished work, so i was happy about that..

Anyway, i live in the Cross.

So these 'ladies' were leaving the train station, and i hear one of them say to the other, 'don't touch anything, we are in the Cross.'

And i wanted to punch them in the face.

I love where i live. L O V E it.

I don't think i will ever move from here.

I love that there are at least 3 kebabs shops in close walking distance, and that there are at least twice as many strip clubs. ('cause i totally frequent them so regularly.... *Sarcasm*)

I love the 'adult' stores that i have to walk past on my way to and from work.

I love that i can want just about any food i can imagine and i can pretty much get it in just a short walk.

I love that i have a markets next door to my house on the weekend. Every weekend.

I love that there are about a bajillion cafes and restaurants that i haven't even discovered yet!

I love that there is dingy parts that people are scared of, that i walk down all the time.

I don't think that its odd, that i recognize the hookers and the homeless people on the streets.

I love that there is navy yards down one end of my street and Oxford Street (eventually) down the other end, and just about every other class of people in between.

And Bitch on the street, AIN'T NO ONE GONNA SAY ANY DIFFERENT!!

Jerk Work

So i woke up today in a semi good mood, which is unusual, cause i have to work today.

But i was in a super good mood yesterday and it wasn't til 5pm that i realised that today was going to be Thursday, which means PAY DAY!! (yes, it really did take me that long)...

So back to today.

Taking my time getting ready for work, and msged the husband, (he works earlier then me, so leaves earlier).

He says to me, "IF you got paid, can you get me some breakfast". Which is totally fine, cause i was going to get something for myself on the way and would have asked him for what he wanted to. (he gets paid into my account, but monthly, so its just my pay)

BUT!! The thing that struck me was the IF part... IF i get paid? There is no IF. I worked, therefore i get paid. I have automatic bill payments set up, so I WILL BE PAID.

But nope. NEGATIVE $6 in my account. And the automatic payments? That would be 8 overdrawn fees ($30 EACH!!) thank you very much.

NOTE: One of the payments was to the company i work for.. Ironic isn't it?

Now i get that businesses make mistakes. I understand that, this is the second time in 5 years that this has happened, but fuck me. More then half the business is paid weekly. Get your fucking act together.

A LOT of my colleagues live pay check to pay check, and so a lot of them would have woken up this morning and been in the same boat as me.

I know of at least one person who had to jump the turnstiles on the train in order to get to work. Now, if he had been caught by the transit police, he would have gotten a fine of at least $100, but would work pay for that? Probably not. Yet, had he not come to work, AS HE HAD NO MONEY, he was would have been punished, and it would have been taken from HIS leave. So through no fault of his own, either option, he is risking HIMSELF.

If i hadn't had extra money last week left from my holiday, i would have been in the same boat as him, and i know for certain, that i would not have been jumping no turnstiles. What about the people who drive and can't put petrol in their cars to get to work? PUNISHED.

I know that i will not be doing much work today at all, until i get paid, i don't care what the consequences are. I'm currently writing another post and i know i will be adding this shit to the list...

PS. They have said that they will be covering the overdrawn fees, on a case by case basis, which means, my charges of like $200 probably wouldn't get covered on that case, and it would probably take a long time to get the cash to cover it...

Not taking into the fact that i now have to use my credit card and the interest fees on that shit probably wont be covered.

****BY THE BY****

For all you negative people out there who are going to be all, at least you have a job etc etc. Don't even bother. I have been working at the same place for 5 years, (longer then my manger, his manager and HIS manager), and if i work, i WILL be getting paid.

I know the deal in the states, but it is NO WHERE near that here, remember, we beat the recession, it didn't beat us, (says our prime minister), so just don't bother with the comments.

Angry Little Girls

I was introduced to this site a little while ago...

I see it and sometimes it reminds me so much of myself with certain people...

Its just great.

Here are some of my favs:

So i posted this entry the other day while i was on holidays and not feeling the greatest about being on holidays and what was happening.

I sent the blog post to my friend, to make sure that i wasn't going too far, and to get an opinion on what i had written.

My friend, whom i trust very much, said that she was sad that i was not enjoying my holiday and that it sucked that what was happening, was happening.

So i posted it.

I also spoke to my husband about the situation later on and he was seeing some of the same things as what i was seeing, feeling the same way about certain situations as well.

Now, i want to point out, my husband doesn't know about either of the blogs i have. This one and another. They are a space for me to vent and talk about things that i would either not talk to him about, cause they are just trivial (such as this and this) or i have already spoken to him about it (like this). I don't know if he will ever know about them, but he doesn't right now.

I understand that while my blog is public, that any one can comment and say whatever they want to say on my posts, just like i can say whatever I want on my posts.

But i don't like the need that i now have to defend myself for the words that i have written.

They are MY words, and MY feelings.

These are things I am free to have.

I have to say that unless requested, (like for example, on this blog), i would never leave an anonymous comment. If i have something to say to someone, then I'm not going hide who i am to the person that i am saying something about. I'm not going to hide behind the word 'Anonymous'.

I recognize that i complain about things. That is part of who i am. That is part of me which my friends have accepted. That is part of me, which my family (including the husband AND the people who this post was about).

My Blog is also called, I HATE stuff and things. If i came across a blog titled that, i would expect some negativity. And if i didn't like what i was reading, i would close the page or go to another blog that i DID enjoy.

I also want to point out, not every post is negative.

Now that i have written this post, i am really disappointed that i let these comments get to me so much.

Hello Heaven, lovely to meet you.

I found our what heaven was like today...

I had a awesome amazing magnificent thing happen.

I had a hot stone massage.

It was H E A V E N.

Me and the sister went to a day spa.

**The ONLY thing that I looked forward to during my whole holiday..**

We had a body wrap, which was basically mud put on almost every part of you and you sitting there while it soaked into your skin. 

While the waiting happened, the lady gave me a head massage and a hot towel on your face and goodness.

I was so relaxed I could pee.

And then!

I had THE HOT STONE MASSAGE.....

Oh
My
Gosh...

I nearly died of goodness.

First I had a stone under my stomach and even though it felt weird at
first, it was good.
Then there was hot oil and the stones and just wow ness..

The thing is, I couldn't shut my mind off.

I couldn't stop thinking and just be.

In the body wrap, I was thinking of Facebook and Twitter and how I
could describe the goodness in a blog. (which I think I did, quite
well) ; )

Then in the stone massage, this was my mind:

mmmm, I wonder if the kebab shop is still open.
I have to pack tonight, gosh
husband, should we get kebabs for dinner? *cause at this point, I obviously had telepathic powers*
I wonder what's for dinner?
I really hope we can have kebabs for tea
no, not the feet, so ticklish
I wonder what the time it is
My knee is starting to hurt
Great, now its starting to spasm..
that hurts but feels so good too
aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
what day is it today?
Thursday? That means I got paid
crap that means we spent WAY more then I thought, double crap
But apart from the non stop thinking and not relaxing, it felt good. 

I want to be rich and get this done at least once a month. 

OR, become like Anna Nicole Smith, and marry a old rich guy and get them once a week... 

Holiday time is family time, and i dont like it.

So I'm on holidays at the moment.

Went to the snow.

I hate the snow. HATE it.

Hate the cold as well.

The husband likes it, and so we went. I figured i could get massages and relax and have a nice time. Good plan, right?

We invited my little brother and sister, (cause they have never been) and my older sister and brother in law. The older sister and brother in law, cancelled on us, and cause everything was already paid for, we invited his sister and her 4 kids. As in the husbands sister, not the brother in laws sister, that would be just weird...

This is what has happened so far.

First day we got here, we had a 7 hour bus trip. Wasn't too bad, except the husband turned off my alarm before we left, so instead of 1 hour + to get ready and make sure we had everything, we had 10 minutes. Yep 10 minutes. Yes, we have already discovered stuff we have forgotten.

The bus trip was not eventful, though, the people sitting in front of the brother and sister, put their chairs the entire way back for the last two hours of the bus ride, so they were squished. Jerks. I hope that they hurt themselves on the snow fields.

The sister in law and children were coming from a different state, so they drove. They drove past where they were supposed to go, and were almost on their way to Canberra, but finally made it.

Yesterday, we had private lessons, two were skiing and the rest snow boarding. Now, i have skied before, i don't love it, but fuck me, if I'm going to be doing anything, i would prefer something that i have control over both my legs and are not strapped into something that will not move.
BUT i did snowboarding. Cause the husband complained at me to do it, and because i would be with a 5 and 10 year old learning if i skied. Not my idea of fun...

Any way, i quit the lesson halfway. I hate failing at anything, and i hate having no control. Both things of which i was doing in the 'learning' process.

PS. Keep in mind the 'teacher' told my little sister, the best way to stop is to just fall. Awesome teaching there, me thinks...

So meanwhile, while the others finished the lesson, i 'hung out' with the youngest child who is 5, and who cracked the shits while she was in her lesson... Great fun was had by all.

The leads me to today.

I had plans to laze around the WARM house, and possible go outside and down to the shops. Maybe go on the chair lift, whatever... Figured i could meet the others for lunch or something, but have no plans and no one tying me down...

How wrong i was...

The husband thought he would do a good thing, and suggest since i was going to be at home anyway, i could look after the two kids that didn't want to go on the big chair lift. In fact, suggested this in front of his sister who loved the idea, cause she wanted to get boarding more, (cause she had to cut her lesson short cause of the kid who cracked the shits). Now, i didn't mind the idea, but this was not what i planned for MY holiday. MY holiday that i was looking forward to, cause i was wanting to get massages and RELAX.
Not be a babysitter, cause i didn't want to board down a huge hill.

Another thing is NOISE.

I know kids aren't quiet, i get that, i know that they aren't just a little noisy, no, they are HUGELY NOISY, like, if i was another guest and was next door to us, i would be complaining and DEMANDING to be moved, no joke.
And they aren't just noisy during the day, no, try 7am in the morning when they wake up and ONLY THEY are awake. That's when they are noisy. They also don't know how to walk quietly. They were playing skipping in the house on the second floor and the husband was encouraging them. I was downstairs and i swear, i saw whatever roofs are made of, fall from the roof.
I mean, i know that they are excited and all that junk, but fuck me, shut up.

(Did i spell roofs right? Or is it spelt rooves like hooves? Although now that im looking at hooves, that looks wrong, even though it looked right in my mind, anyway...)

And apparently, shutting doors is a thing of the past.

When you walk into our apartment, there is a door to the hallway, which is like 2 steps from the door to the outside and SNOW and COLD. There is a little room that we keep all our boots and snow covered stuff in, and then there is another door, to the actual apartment. Where we LIVE and HAVE HEATERS ON. You know, the place that NEEDS to be kept WARM.

Now, Me, husband and brother and sister are sleeping in the bottom level, we only have little heaters in our rooms, so it gets pretty damn cold. You might have forgotten, but i HATE the cold.

The kids and sister in law, are upstairs. Upstairs with the fireplace and another heater in the bedrooms, which gets a tad warm sometimes...

I guess cause it doesn't affect them, but the upstairs people 'forget' to shut the inside door. Which means, the coldness gets into the bedrooms and we freeze. They also have left their jacket caught in the OUTSIDE door (which kept it open) and left the inside door open, which means, we were basically completely open to the elements...Awesome huh?

I have told them firmly a bunch of times.

Now, don't get me wrong, i love these people, and i enjoy their company, (for small periods of time), but i have another 4 days of this, and its supposed to be MY holiday.

I also can't exactly say to the husband, who is having a great time with MY sister and brother that i am hating it, and the reasons why....

I also have no idea when or where i can get a friggen massage from and rather then walk down the hill in the howling wind i asked the husband to ask where, and they came back with just two business cards... I don't know what these people do, or what.

I just don't know if i can handle another 4 days of this...

And now i am apparently the anti social one, cause I'm tucked up in bed when everyone went out to have one last ski before the lifts closed, and don't want to get out of the warmness within seconds of them coming back.

Ps. I wasn't going to blog about this, but i was just left alone in the house, and i could feel a breeze coming from somewhere and where was it? The bloody door!! Left wide open, and making me cold when i have two pairs of pants, a top, a beanie and a scarf on!!

I feel old.

My legs hurt if i stand for a long time, long being less then 5 minutes. And then they hurt for a long time after...

My feet hurt most of the time.

My head hurts almost always when im awake. More so when im at work...

I get heart burn sometimes, not a lot...

And lately, and this is the most concerning...

Im having trouble breathing... Like, i can't take deep breathes, AND i can't yawn properly. I can only half yawn, and i feel like an idiot cause i still continue to yawn...

I hate to think what it will be like when i am really old and all the old person ailments start happening...

I feel old.

Im only 24.

Paul

A man from my work passed away the other day.

I had never met him but I can sense the loss.

He worked in our overseas office and I had spoken to him many times.

I look at facebook and I can see the hurt in the others (from that office) faces and know that a great person is gone.

I feel like I shouldn't be feeling such a sense of loss but I am.

I feel like something in our office should be done for him and his
family but I doubt hardly anyone knows.

People seem shocked and then non concerned when i tell them.

I'm stuck in the middle.

Adding to the hoopla.

At the moment, there is a big hoopla about Kyle Sandilands and his radio show

Kyle and Jackie O show.

Now, i hate that I'm writing this, cause personally, i can't stand either him, nor her (Jackie O), but i have an opinion and the way the media is bringing this story is killing me!!

Now, a short run down on the dets...

Kyle and Jackie have a BREAKFAST radio show. They were also the hosts of Big Brother for one season before it got canned. Kyle 'was' also a judge on Australian Idol. (Jackie O did some other stuff too, but she is of little importance').

**Note, neither of them are counsellors or claim to be.**

So, breakfast radio here consists of each station trying to out do each other in terms of WOW factor, and scandlousness.(Yep, that's totally a word).

Honestly, i haven't really listened to breakfast radio since i was at school (7 years, gosh I'm old), so i only hear the excerpts of which they play through out the day.

But i have heard nothing except this for the last few days and now I am adding to this. Sigh.

So the segment was a lie detector test segment. Pretty basic right?

The subject (is that the right word?) of the lie detector test was a 14 year old girl.

The giver of the questions was her mother. ~~~Remember this part!

Kyle and Jackie O were there to comment, i guess.

Now, i didn't hear the segment at the time, just excerpts of it for the first day or so, but i have listened to the whole thing now.

I don't know, if Kyle or Jackie O knew what questions the child's mother were

going to ask or not.

This is what happened:

http://www.news.com.au/story/0,,25871515-1242,00.html

Now, lets make it clear.

Her MOTHER asked her the question.

Her MOTHER was smiling and thought it was funny.

Her MOTHER knew she was raped. Both Kyle, Jackie O and the producers are saying that they did not know about the rape.

Yes, i think it is pretty silly to be asking a 14 year old about her sexual experience, cause in my opinion, 14 year old should not be having sex, however, that's not the point here. At least not the point in my opinion.

Yes, again, i think that Kyle may have said the wrong thing right after the comment, however, as i said earlier, neither of them (himself or Jackie) are counsellors or claim to be.

They are radio announcers and did what they needed to, to make sure there was not silence.

http://www.news.com.au/entertainment/story/0,,25855449-5013560,00.html

While i think maybe that last line is a bit hmmmm, i have to agree with him.

The child's mother has barely been mentioned in this fiasco.

Nor has Jackie O.

The media has jumped on this story and jumped on Kyle because he has this 'bad boy image'.

And no matter what the issue they have with him, that should not have happened.

Meanwhile...

Kyle has been dropped as a judge of Australian Idol for the controversy this issue has caused, not for the comment he made.

The Kyle and Jackie O show has been put on 'recess' for a week, (so far, although this article says differently...)

The following companies have dropped there sponsorship of 2day FM:

Amercian Express

Optus

Channel 10

Qantas

I don't doubt these will be the only ones that will drop their sponsorship, because of the backlash that is currently happening. And that makes me really sad.

If you want to listen to the audio, check out this article, they have a link to the audio.

Now, i feel sick thinking about this poor child and not only what she had gone through on the radio, but what had happened to her, and that she hadn't gotten ANY COUNSELLING OR ANY HELP AT ALL until this point.

The producers of the show have organised counselling for this poor child.

DOCS have also become involved.

This whole thing and the media circus that it has been created into, just makes me sad.

**UPDATE**

Here is a transcription of the incident.

The on-air exchange that started it all

JACKIE O: What's your worst fear, is it the sex, is it the lying, the possibility of doing drugs, smoking?
MOTHER: Drugs and sex and older boys
JACKIE O: Has she (the 14-year-old daughter) told you she's had sex before or do you think she's a virgin?
MOTHER: I think she might have had sex before.
JACKIE O: Right. But she hasn't said anything?
MOTHER: No.
JACKIE O: (Laughs) Alright we have her (the daughter) hooked up to the lie detector!
KYLE: Ohhhh!
JACKIE O: She's not happy! I just saw her listening to that replay!
KYLE: How are you (name)?
DAUGHTER: I'm scared!
MOTHER: Have you had sex?
DAUGHTER: I've already told you about this and don't look at me and smile because it's not funny! (Pause) Oh, OK! I got raped when I was 12-years-old!
(Silence) KYLE: Right. And is that the only experience you've had?
MOTHER: I only found out about that a couple of months ago. Yes, I knew about that.
DAUGHTER: And yet you still asked me the question.
MOTHER: The question was, have you had sex, other than that?The on-air exchange that started it all
JACKIE O: What's your worst fear, is it the sex, is it the lying, the possibility of doing drugs, smoking?
MOTHER: Drugs and sex and older boys
JACKIE O: Has she (the 14-year-old daughter) told you she's had sex before or do you think she's a virgin?
MOTHER: I think she might have had sex before.
JACKIE O: Right. But she hasn't said anything?
MOTHER: No.
JACKIE O: (Laughs) Alright we have her (the daughter) hooked up to the lie detector!
KYLE: Ohhhh!
JACKIE O: She's not happy! I just saw her listening to that replay!
KYLE: How are you (name)?
DAUGHTER: I'm scared!
MOTHER: Have you had sex?
DAUGHTER: I've already told you about this and don't look at me and smile because it's not funny! (Pause) Oh, OK! I got raped when I was 12-years-old!
(Silence) KYLE: Right. And is that the only experience you've had?
MOTHER: I only found out about that a couple of months ago. Yes, I knew about that.
DAUGHTER: And yet you still asked me the question.
MOTHER: The question was, have you had sex, other than that?

If you are a victim of, or want to report a rape, you can call 1800 424 017 or get some online help here.

If you want to report anything relating to child abuse or neglect, you can call 132 111 (TTY 1800 212 936), or go here.

If i missed anything or am misinformed about anything that i have written, please feel free to correct me.