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transSo I moved in. There is so much I want to say about this place but my brain has it all scattered and jumbled so I'm just gonna get out what I can manage to right now.
Everybody's room is required to have nametags on the door for the people living in the room, at all times. This scared me. Also, I live on a coed floor. Turns out that became I live with a couple rooms of girls and the entire guys LAX team. That scared me even more.
On the more positive side, my floor has semi-private bathrooms, meaning they are all individual, lockable, and gender neutral. This is a huge plus. Also, the floor being coed means that I won't look out of place wandering around here at all hours.
On my second day I had a heart to heart with my roommate, which in retrospect I really should have done before asking her to be my roommate at all. Anyway, after much hesitating and rambling and stuttering, I came out to her. I explained pretty much what was up with my life, and SHE WAS TOTALLY COOL WITH IT. We changed my nametag on the door, and she went with me to tell the RA that was what I would be going by and to please leave it up there. My roommate is essentially the nicest person ever. She's open minded as hell and curious and sweet. Example A, yesterday she declared herself my SOFFA,and wrote on our white board "(insert her name here) is a couch," the little darling. She's been diligent about my name and pronouns and seems to be getting comfortable with that really fast.
More awesome stuff about school and other trans-y things, but that will come later. I need a nap SO BAD before my next class.
Peace y'all.
Everybody's room is required to have nametags on the door for the people living in the room, at all times. This scared me. Also, I live on a coed floor. Turns out that became I live with a couple rooms of girls and the entire guys LAX team. That scared me even more.
On the more positive side, my floor has semi-private bathrooms, meaning they are all individual, lockable, and gender neutral. This is a huge plus. Also, the floor being coed means that I won't look out of place wandering around here at all hours.
On my second day I had a heart to heart with my roommate, which in retrospect I really should have done before asking her to be my roommate at all. Anyway, after much hesitating and rambling and stuttering, I came out to her. I explained pretty much what was up with my life, and SHE WAS TOTALLY COOL WITH IT. We changed my nametag on the door, and she went with me to tell the RA that was what I would be going by and to please leave it up there. My roommate is essentially the nicest person ever. She's open minded as hell and curious and sweet. Example A, yesterday she declared herself my SOFFA,and wrote on our white board "(insert her name here) is a couch," the little darling. She's been diligent about my name and pronouns and seems to be getting comfortable with that really fast.
More awesome stuff about school and other trans-y things, but that will come later. I need a nap SO BAD before my next class.
Peace y'all.
