Hello my readers~
I've decided to make once in a while a school-update. Just, for myself, to clean up the mess in my head. *I know, I'm being selfish, sorry!*
So lets start at the beginning.
I went to the introduction day at 29-08-2012. Alone, without knowing anyone in the class.
So, I just sat down in the classroom, and everyone introduced him or herself. I really was silent and tried not to stand out as the "gothic" or being mistaken as a guy, just like when I entered my previous school. But in the two last years of that school, I got the best friends ever, so I may not complain!
What I noticed was that everyone was different, but really full of respect for each other.
In the little break, I was alone. I collected all my confidence and walked to a little group of people from my class, in the hope I may stand/sit with them. They smiled kind to me, and said happily yes!
After the break, we did some "Lets-know-each-other-better" games, and the teacher explaned alot about this schoolyear. It almost made me dizzy! I was happy to go home, I liked the class, but didn't feel a connection with anyone.
But now, after a week, I have friends who just accept me in the way I am! Although I didn't tell them everything. I told them I was beaten up by some unknown guys, because I was gothic, but I didn't tell them about my fight between girl and boy. Mabye that will come? I have some on my Facebook, but I don't know if they'll see this blog.
Anyways, today (06-09-2012) I sat next to a guy! Mabye at the tip of the table, but I sat next to him! Normally I tried to avoid them as much as possible, exept I know and trust them for some longer time.
I was só proud of myself! I made alot of notes about the lesson, and he asked: 'May I take some pictures of your notes?'
Without hestitation I said yes, and handed over the notes. As long I didn't touch him, I was fine.
But... I'll stop here about how proud I was~
Also, today I kind of told my mom about my feelings as a boy. At first she joked around: 'Then your dad will get what he wants!' My father always says: 'I always wanted a son!' when our little neighbourhood kids came to hang out.
But she also said that I have to think really good about chest-surgery. If I remove my babe's, I never can get them back...
For now I'm thinking of so called "binders"? But, I have my doubts because I don't have a small chest.
But now, I am switching between girl and boy. I think it is really difficult to decide.
I think I'll stop here, I don't think you like alot more to read for this entry~
Thank you for reading this huge post!
See you at the next blog!
