The story of a California girl that has grown to love Boston, the year she has to spend at home, and all the good, bad, and random shit along the way.
There really aren’t words to express how much I’ve missed this. I’m still having issues with remembering that this is all real. But I’m back, moved in, the weather has been perfect and I now get to watch the sun set from the bridge. This is what I worked so hard for and it’s every bit as wonderful as I had hoped.
I have never gone, and I tried to talk multiple people in the house into going with me many times, and they all turned me down. It’s not good for a girl’s self-confidence, I tell you.
There’s a pool right outside my door but only recently have I started doing this. But it’s fantastic. Especially late at night when everything is quiet.
I answered the phone and on the other end was a very soft voice. After apologizing profusely in advance in case if anything asked made me feel awkward or uncomfortable, the conversation continued like this:
phone: So I’m in town visiting my aunt and she said that she thought your store [plus sized women’s clothing store] might be able to help me with my problem.
me: Sure thing, we love to help as much as possible. What’s up?
phone: So [long, deep breath] I’m a boy. [longer, deeper breath] But I dress like a girl. Would it be okay for me to come in and shop for myself?
me: Of course. We are a non-discriminatory store and we would be more than happy to help you find anything you might be looking for.
phone: So, it’s really not going to be a problem?
me: Not at all. We have men in shopping for themselves often and there is no reason to treat them differently than any other guest.
phone: Oh, wonderful. Thank you so much.
me: Of course. Hopefully we’ll see you soon.
I don’t know, I feel bad that they felt there was any reason or obligation to call ahead of time but it just felt so wonderful knowing I might have relieved some anxiety and worry. I’m just hoping they come in tomorrow morning so I can help out. I can’t think of a better to way to spend my last shift at work.
To all the boys that were wondering.
Laughing so much because it so true :’)
welp that explains a lot
The Niagara Falls bit gets me the most. It’s all beyond true.
lol wow. when i read the horny part
i thought of exo
LOLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL COUGH NIAGARA FALLS. SNEEZE NIAGARA FALLS. BREATHE NIAGARA FALSS.
THANKS EVERYONE, I PUT A LOT OF THOUGHT INTO IT c:
but I finished going through the thousands of emails I had been neglecting.
I was not at all tired while I was working on my task but I don’t remember the last time I was this tired. Good practice for any all-nighters I might have to pull, I guess.
I’m still so amazingly excited. But there are so so so many things to do now.
But the important thing is that I’m going back to MIT.