Today my second year of college started. This means new classes, new subjects, basically new everything (except the building of course). I’ll try not to bore you by telling what classes i had today (maybe a little bit), because this blog is about me being transgender and related subjects after all 😉 . So you can probably guess, something happened today.
The year started with a kick-off (some kind of presentation) in the lecture hall where all teachers showed what their subjects were like. I saw over half of the people there playing on their phones and sighing, hoping that the torture would soon come to an end. After an incredibly boring two hours they were done. Luckily i saw some people from last years class after so we caught up on some things that happened during the holidays/vacation.
Then i were to meet my new class. The tutors there introduced themselves first and my one recoginized me somehow, although she had only heard of my name and probably didn’t see my face yet. She probably saw last years class photo or something (although i look a lot different now, even without hormones). The tutors wanted us to introduce ourselves by telling who we were, what we wanted to do and tell something special about ourselves. I was like… really… this is fucking college, are we really going to do this? But they insisted, and guess what, they started with me.
Telling who i was and what i wanted to do was easy. But then i was thinking, something special about me huh… wait, i’m transgender, that sure is special! But sadly i couldn’t muster up the courage to say that to complete strangers who were all looking at me sitting in a circle. Instead i told them i collect comic books (i kinda do). One girl told that she still played pokemon and was ashamed of that. I thought to myself, pokemon is fucking great, nothing to be ashamed of. For the people who don’t know me in person, i tend to say things that pop up in my mind by making a remark or joke about whatever is discussed. So basically i have an opinion on everything. So when the girl told she played pokemon i just blatantly said “no shame” and i’m pretty sure that could be heard by the class. Not that i really give a fuck what people think about that when i do it.
We continued on discussing what people thought were the most important things when working in a group. Eventually we came to a top 4:
- Having a good atmosphere
- Having your group assignments done on time
- Not being late for meetings
- Good communication with eachother
Then we had to split up in corners what you thought was most important. Surprisingly 1 and 4 were the biggest groups when split up individually. After that we had to pick someone from whatever group you were standing in and do some small-talk. Eventually we needed to do a full fledged interview with eachother so me and one girl went to a quiet place to do that kind of thing. The first thing she asked when we sat down was what was on my bracelet (i wear it all the time). I said that the name Naomi was on it. She asked who Naomi was next. I pretty much digged my own grave at that moment.
As i don’t like lying to people, i told her the truth. “I am Naomi”. She looked surprised at me, because why the hell would a dude have a girl name right? “I’m going to change my gender from male to female”. I think i hit a nerve with her or something because she was frozen in place for a good ten seconds with a bleak face. Apparently we aren’t that common among people and it shocks them when they see a live one sitting next to them ;). “Let’s not tell that to the class yet” she said. I agreed and we went on with the interview.
After we were done we had to introduce eachother to the class. Apparently i am a stubborn-game loving-movie watching-long haired skinny dude who has two brothers. I introduced her as a shoe fetishist (she collects shoes like a madwoman) who does radio shows while she doesn’t even like it. And that was pretty much it for what we were going to do with the class for today.
I e-mailed my own tutor that i wanted to speak to her about trans stuff a few days ago. So we found an empty classroom and she asked about some random transgender stuff (when on hormones, where i get treated etc.). She’s a lesbian so she could understand me pretty well (not that i am lesbian too, but you know, LGBT and stuff). If i need to come out to my new class, she is willing to help set things up which is nice.
As a last request i asked her if i could switch classes because everyone knows eachother already (from the past year), while i know nobody as there are no people from my previous class. She told me she’d look into it but gave me no promises. I really hope i can switch classes, because i really don’t feel comfortable there right now.
Lastly i saw a girl from last year and she started talking to me about my transition. She was curious as to when i would start taking hormones. “Hopefully in a month or two if everything goes alright” i said. She wondered why everything took so long. “I know right”, i said. We walked to the train station catching up on some stuff in our lives which was pretty nice.
I hope i didn’t bore you guys with this wall of text of mostly college-y stuff. Unless you guys actually like reading about this stuff of course ;).