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And we entitle tonights entry, why Eve is almost crying, and why she just hates men tonight.
So wore a girl's cut tee and jeans tonight not exactly girly-girl, but a female presentation head to toe. Working on walking normally and doing my normal wednesday night with Bisexuals At Maryland and Ballroom At Maryland, yeah Bam Bam!!! All pretty well mostly guys oggle the fake boobs girls looks perplexed or just smile back normally some guys look confused as hell, whatever 70% passing is better than faking something I'm not.
Bisexuals went alright no problem there. Hung out in the WAM lab between yes thats BAM WAM BAM! And in the wam lab had three guys opposite in the Unix box section altering between looks of what the heck and oh my god theres a girl there and her shirt says she like geeks, this actually was pretty amusing. Then ballroom.
Ballroom men flame like crazy. Good grief there's not a gay man on campus who flames as much as these guys yet somehow they're straight. Frankly I'm suprised one of them hasn't asked to borrow some of my clothes yet because they'd have fun with it which isn't great but they're not mean spirited about that sort of stuff. But that is only the regulars I'm in the beginners class with the newbs. Which is fine. I don't expect all the guys to be willing to dance with me. But don't fucking give me this crap about the going to get a drink. Fucking retard, you know how your girl friend knows when you lie? Yeah that's because you suck at it majorly. You don't want to dance because you're seeing me as a guy and that bothers you, say it! Yeah I realize I'm not 100% passable especially that close. But I deserve the god damned truth not some bull shit lie. I'm a BIG girl I can take it. This however is minor minor drama.
I was walking home, seeing as well I don't have a car to drive or anyone willing to give me a ride. Frat boys drive up pause ask for directions, moon me. Whatever don't need this crap flip em a bird and think we're done. No they're amazed because as they said "woah we thought you were a girl" Gee fucktard did the boobs give it away or the long hair? Perhaps it was the carefully practiced modification of the walk or the clearly visible midrift and sinched waistline? Gee you think maybe I'm a girl. They turn around drive passed scream something about homo. Please your going to yell bigotted slurs you can at least put that college education to work and use the right damned slurs fuck off breeders, whatever. I'm done I don't need to put up with this shit.
Drop off some papers at the stamp for Mike because he'd asked head on home, and there they are again as I'm passing art soc, clear across campus in totally the oposite direction as they were going fucking hell these morons are following me.
Head down the steps away from the road figure get to a nice public highway they're not about to pull any dangerous shit where there's strangers who might come to my defence but crap this means crossing the parking lot. And yes they drove passed again, but I get lucky and hey cop car. Smile at them and walk straight toward the cop. They drive off like the devil was at their coat tails. Thankfully. Creapy night, I feel hurt, dirty, pissed, fuming, raging, scared, violated. I'm going to talk to the campus' point man for LGBT rights tommorow not expect the bastards to be caught or made to face consequences for the hate misdemeanors, but I need some voice of confidence.
I'm sorry I'd wanted to space out with a positive happy entry. Too much angsty drama I don't need any drama I don't want drama I want a hug.
Oh I e-mailed the boy, haven't heard back. But I e-mailed him so thats my happy note to close on. Shalom Alechem
So wore a girl's cut tee and jeans tonight not exactly girly-girl, but a female presentation head to toe. Working on walking normally and doing my normal wednesday night with Bisexuals At Maryland and Ballroom At Maryland, yeah Bam Bam!!! All pretty well mostly guys oggle the fake boobs girls looks perplexed or just smile back normally some guys look confused as hell, whatever 70% passing is better than faking something I'm not.
Bisexuals went alright no problem there. Hung out in the WAM lab between yes thats BAM WAM BAM! And in the wam lab had three guys opposite in the Unix box section altering between looks of what the heck and oh my god theres a girl there and her shirt says she like geeks, this actually was pretty amusing. Then ballroom.
Ballroom men flame like crazy. Good grief there's not a gay man on campus who flames as much as these guys yet somehow they're straight. Frankly I'm suprised one of them hasn't asked to borrow some of my clothes yet because they'd have fun with it which isn't great but they're not mean spirited about that sort of stuff. But that is only the regulars I'm in the beginners class with the newbs. Which is fine. I don't expect all the guys to be willing to dance with me. But don't fucking give me this crap about the going to get a drink. Fucking retard, you know how your girl friend knows when you lie? Yeah that's because you suck at it majorly. You don't want to dance because you're seeing me as a guy and that bothers you, say it! Yeah I realize I'm not 100% passable especially that close. But I deserve the god damned truth not some bull shit lie. I'm a BIG girl I can take it. This however is minor minor drama.
I was walking home, seeing as well I don't have a car to drive or anyone willing to give me a ride. Frat boys drive up pause ask for directions, moon me. Whatever don't need this crap flip em a bird and think we're done. No they're amazed because as they said "woah we thought you were a girl" Gee fucktard did the boobs give it away or the long hair? Perhaps it was the carefully practiced modification of the walk or the clearly visible midrift and sinched waistline? Gee you think maybe I'm a girl. They turn around drive passed scream something about homo. Please your going to yell bigotted slurs you can at least put that college education to work and use the right damned slurs fuck off breeders, whatever. I'm done I don't need to put up with this shit.
Drop off some papers at the stamp for Mike because he'd asked head on home, and there they are again as I'm passing art soc, clear across campus in totally the oposite direction as they were going fucking hell these morons are following me.
Head down the steps away from the road figure get to a nice public highway they're not about to pull any dangerous shit where there's strangers who might come to my defence but crap this means crossing the parking lot. And yes they drove passed again, but I get lucky and hey cop car. Smile at them and walk straight toward the cop. They drive off like the devil was at their coat tails. Thankfully. Creapy night, I feel hurt, dirty, pissed, fuming, raging, scared, violated. I'm going to talk to the campus' point man for LGBT rights tommorow not expect the bastards to be caught or made to face consequences for the hate misdemeanors, but I need some voice of confidence.
I'm sorry I'd wanted to space out with a positive happy entry. Too much angsty drama I don't need any drama I don't want drama I want a hug.
Oh I e-mailed the boy, haven't heard back. But I e-mailed him so thats my happy note to close on. Shalom Alechem