Kimberly
10-08-2006, 08:44 AM
Well, what a great first two weeks it's been at college.
On many posts here, I talked about coming out at college - just being myself, and dressing how I want. Well, that is well in motion!
Within the first few days, my flatmates and I were sharing secrets, who we were as people, etc... and my flatmate Sarah said, "So... tell us something we don't know about you." So I did :devil:
The reaction I got was impressive! :p They asked me again and again, "Really? Really?!" And then ran into my room and started going through my clothes. Hehe... It was actually me who wasn't entirely comfortable with it, so I had to stop them. (Oh the irony.)
Once they knew, it wasn't long before they started asking me the usual questions, "How often will you dress? What kind? All out girl, or just a mix of both?" To which I tried to answer as best I could.
Then the opportunity came up. School disco. I had a school uniform with me... just so happens it was schoolgirl, rather than schoolboy.... :D So, with some thought and doubt, I decided to go out in sunny Sidcup - friday night - in drag to a school disco night. As we all left as a group, I got a lot of nice comments, most being quite jokey, but complimentary.
I've got some great memories of that night: the bouncer - who looked at my male ID and then literally double-took me... "Fair enough, mate, fair enough." Then my acting student friends - one girl who looked like she'd seen a herd of wilderbeast running at her. "I won't be able to look at you the same in our lessons any more!!"
Althought the thing that annoyed me most about that night was the number of people asking, "Are you gay?" We still haven't cured that connection, people -- even in the younger generation.
A few good things happened that night... One was that whoever asked me anything about my costume, "Whose shoes are you wearing" etc... I told them the truth. "Mine." So the conversation evolved from there. I came out to a lot of interested people and I've had no bad reactions.
One guy also said, "excuse me, ladies," to a friend and I -- which was great.
Then, friday just gone, I wore 3 1/2 inch boots to college, under some long jeans. I don't think a lot of people noticed, but in the pub, I went on another tranny rampage and had to explain myself and transgenderism to some quite confused directors. Bless him, this guy was trying his best. "Surely it's just a hobbie, like a fetish?"
"No no no no no no no no!" I had to reply. It's hard to explain myself, (especially after four pints.) Trying to say, I want to express myself as male and female all depends on how open the other person is I guess.
"So you want to change your body? You're a girl in a guy's body?"
"No... not exactly." Thankfully another girl turned it round:
"So you're like in-between."
"Yeah, like... Bi-Gendered."
"You bisexual too?"
"Yeah."
"I thought so."
So... very drunkadly, at 1am, I walked half an hour home from the pub - with no problems. And I don't live in the nicest place in London. But lessons are to be learnt -- be open with people, and they will respect. I don't actually expect people to understand me, I just expect them to respect the way I choose to live my life. The next hurdle is going into college fully en-fem. It will happen, but I'm not sure when yet. I'm getting used to going about enfem in the flat though, (with three other flatmates, and lots of random knocks on the door.)
One thing that has bugged me, though, is that the Student Union has a Lesbian, Gay and Bisexual officer...
So where's the "Transgendered" on the end of that abbreviation!?
Going to have to make a change to that, I think. I'll be paying her a visit. :p
But anyway, good times are being had - coming out to a college full of new people.
On many posts here, I talked about coming out at college - just being myself, and dressing how I want. Well, that is well in motion!
Within the first few days, my flatmates and I were sharing secrets, who we were as people, etc... and my flatmate Sarah said, "So... tell us something we don't know about you." So I did :devil:
The reaction I got was impressive! :p They asked me again and again, "Really? Really?!" And then ran into my room and started going through my clothes. Hehe... It was actually me who wasn't entirely comfortable with it, so I had to stop them. (Oh the irony.)
Once they knew, it wasn't long before they started asking me the usual questions, "How often will you dress? What kind? All out girl, or just a mix of both?" To which I tried to answer as best I could.
Then the opportunity came up. School disco. I had a school uniform with me... just so happens it was schoolgirl, rather than schoolboy.... :D So, with some thought and doubt, I decided to go out in sunny Sidcup - friday night - in drag to a school disco night. As we all left as a group, I got a lot of nice comments, most being quite jokey, but complimentary.
I've got some great memories of that night: the bouncer - who looked at my male ID and then literally double-took me... "Fair enough, mate, fair enough." Then my acting student friends - one girl who looked like she'd seen a herd of wilderbeast running at her. "I won't be able to look at you the same in our lessons any more!!"
Althought the thing that annoyed me most about that night was the number of people asking, "Are you gay?" We still haven't cured that connection, people -- even in the younger generation.
A few good things happened that night... One was that whoever asked me anything about my costume, "Whose shoes are you wearing" etc... I told them the truth. "Mine." So the conversation evolved from there. I came out to a lot of interested people and I've had no bad reactions.
One guy also said, "excuse me, ladies," to a friend and I -- which was great.
Then, friday just gone, I wore 3 1/2 inch boots to college, under some long jeans. I don't think a lot of people noticed, but in the pub, I went on another tranny rampage and had to explain myself and transgenderism to some quite confused directors. Bless him, this guy was trying his best. "Surely it's just a hobbie, like a fetish?"
"No no no no no no no no!" I had to reply. It's hard to explain myself, (especially after four pints.) Trying to say, I want to express myself as male and female all depends on how open the other person is I guess.
"So you want to change your body? You're a girl in a guy's body?"
"No... not exactly." Thankfully another girl turned it round:
"So you're like in-between."
"Yeah, like... Bi-Gendered."
"You bisexual too?"
"Yeah."
"I thought so."
So... very drunkadly, at 1am, I walked half an hour home from the pub - with no problems. And I don't live in the nicest place in London. But lessons are to be learnt -- be open with people, and they will respect. I don't actually expect people to understand me, I just expect them to respect the way I choose to live my life. The next hurdle is going into college fully en-fem. It will happen, but I'm not sure when yet. I'm getting used to going about enfem in the flat though, (with three other flatmates, and lots of random knocks on the door.)
One thing that has bugged me, though, is that the Student Union has a Lesbian, Gay and Bisexual officer...
So where's the "Transgendered" on the end of that abbreviation!?
Going to have to make a change to that, I think. I'll be paying her a visit. :p
But anyway, good times are being had - coming out to a college full of new people.