Losing My Innocent Mind

I was never taught about sex and whenever my parents cussed, it was in Spanish. I didn't fully understand sex until I reached high school. In middle school, people were shocked on how I didn't know about sex. The only thing I knew was about a girl's menstrual cycle. My earliest memory of learning about a new word was in elementary school. I was in my 5th grade class and we were learning about science. My teacher was teaching us about the planets and how there was this one planet that had an "inappropriate" name. Before the teacher could say it, a kid shouted, "Uranus!" and the whole class busted into laughter. I wasn't laughing. I didn't understand it. I asked why it was so funny and my teacher responded that doctors used "anus" instead of your "bum." When I got to 8th grade, my science teacher told me that we were pronouncing it wrong. It's pronounced: Ur-uh-nahs. People have been pronouncing it wrong the whole time and I understood why people laughed at it.
When I started the 6th grade, I had an art class. I sat at a table filled with 8th graders and they constantly made fun of me. Although, they always complimented my artwork. Confusing, I know. One day, one of the 8th graders at my table mentioned "crabs." With my innocent mind, I was thinking of the crustacean and the character you saw on SpongeBob. Without thinking, I said outoud, "I've never had crabs before. I'd like to try it!" Huge mistake. They started laughing at me and one of the 8th graders, that was female, was trying to shut me up before I embarrassed myself more. After class, she told me that crabs was an STD. How was I suppose to know? My parents never talked to me about sex. Both my parents were both virgins until after they got married. Plus, my mother was Catholic and believed in abstinence until marriage. That's what I learned. When I was in 8th grade, I had art class again. I was seated at a table where I was the only girl and these three boys were all friends. They were very inappropriate and I never communicated with them. One day, they were whispering to each other and kept eyeing me. I was very suspicious but I went on with my assignment. One of the guys spoke up. He started off with, "Hey." I looked up and responded with a "hey" as well. He snickered a bit then said, "Ever heard of a boner?" I shoke my head. "No. What is that?" They started laughing. I was confused now. They then asked, "Ever heard of drop the soap?" I shoke my head again and asked what it was. They continued to laugh. Once I got home, I got on my computer and looked the terms up. After research, I was red in the face. Not mad, but embarrassed. Now, I have full knowledge about both the term and phrase.
After entering high school, I saw an old friend of mine and she was very dirty-minded. She taught me about terms that seemed innocent but were very dirty. She even taught my bad words. I used it one day and got yelled at by my dad. No punishment, just a warning. I didn't know. Really, I didn't. After the 2nd semester of the school year, I was stuck at lunch with her group. Half were dirty-minded while the other half knew about it, but preferred not to talk about it. I was part of none of these categories. Over the semester, they constantly talked dirty and always cussed after each word. I usually cussed but I stopped doing that because it created knots in my stomach and made me uncomfortable. I used very cute words or other phrases in order to keep myself from cussing.
Anyways, I could never eat or draw anything without them twisting it around. I stopped eating hot dogs because of them! I stopped eating anything that resembled a male's phallus. I couldn't even draw anything because they twisted the picture around. It was very difficult and I was furious. I left the table and sat by myself for the day. I returned the next but I refused to talk with them.
After taking a Health class, volunteering over the summer at the local hospital, and now I'm currently taking an Anatomy and Physiology class, I fully understand sex. My mother said that I was still a little innocent, but I didn't quite understand references or jokes made about sex. There were times where I could understand and other times where I felt like Sheldon from Big Bang Theory. You know with how he doesn't understand sarcasm or the slang used in "today's youth." I had my moments.
After learning about sex, I finally understand songs that were actually about sex. Like the "3" song by Britney Spears. At first, I was thinking, "Oh numbers." But now, after listening to the song today, I think, "Oh a threesome." I'm not dirty-minded. I don't use sex references. And I certainly don't see all the sexual things like in pictures of stories. My friends, especially my best friends, are dirty-minded. I'm the ONLY mature one in the whole group and whenever they use sex references or cuss, I either ay, "Mind your language!" or "It's not what you think. It's not even what you're thinking." I get mad when they tell me sexual jokes. I understand them but, honestly, I hate them. One time, a friend of mine tapped me with a spoon and giggled, "You just got spooned!" For one thing, that's not really sexual to me. Later, the same day, she tapped me with a fork and giggled, "You just got forked!" It wasn't funny. I told her, "Stop spooning and forking me. How about forking yourself?" This is exactly what I said and she laughed. She wasn't offended what so ever. I let it slide for the day, but I told her to stop and not to that to me anymore. Maybe I didn't lose all of my innocent mind...maybe.

Question: When were you taught about sex? And who taught you? Parents, Health teacher, friends, etc.