I have my realistic morals, I have dated many types of men in my previous years. I’m nineteen years old, I experiment my curiousty with many ideas I might be. Luckily, I haven’t gotten pregency before the marriage I will might have. Or maybe not. I got myself tested and none came up, I used the protection for having sex with few men. I’m still waiting for the right guy to come along, as I’ve slept with less than 20 guys as you may call this girl cunt, or whore or slut. Forgive me, the guy who broke my heart and took my virginity away at age seventeen. He has not took my hope away, my hope for the prince charming is alive. As I’m currently sophomore in Gallaudet University, learned how to close my legs and waiting patiently. I can see myself in the future as the good mother will teach the daughters to keep their legs close to wait for right guy/girl and sons to respect women, I don’t want to raise the kids with the narrow mind so they can respect the elders and have the common sense to do the right things as long as they allow to make the mistakes so they can learn from being stupid teenagers.