Another College Blog

  Yes, the girls did set me up for Valentines Day.  I was not expecting it and thought I dodged a bullet because of how swamped I've been.  The date went fine and yes there was kissing, but nothing more than that. The romantic restaurant really was embarrassing, but the guy seemed nice and I just had to wonder why you have a first date at a romantic restaurant on Valentines Day.  I might not have the best game in the world, but even I know better than that. The internship is going and that's a big part of why I haven't updated.  Yeah, presenting as female in this setting is a huge challenge, but seriously it's just a lot of work in addition to a full-time class load. I just learned that a lot of students reduce their courses when they have the internship.  I'm basically doing light office work, but I am learning a lot and while it's fashion, the marketing knowledge does transfer to other stuff.  Expect a much longer posting about my internship soon.

I don't have any idea how this will work, but I am going to be doing my internship as a woman. I'm not even sure how they can do it.  I understand that I have my new feminine ID, but my social security number is under Kevin not Kayla. This is one of the outfits for my internship, but they all are kind of similar though with slightly different detail and a range of colors.  I never thought this could happen and I don't know how I can present myself to all my coworkers as a female.  I am now going to be attending more classes in girl mode than in guy mode.  I'm still stunned.

  So, we're back on campus and it's freezing.  Classes start Thursday in DuPont's weird way of doing things where they like to do half-weeks.  However, I got a new ID thanks to a friend of Becs who works in the registrar's department. Now, Is till have my Kevin ID, but I think this is part of the plan the girls have for my internship.  This isn't good. I don't even know if I'll be attending that class as Kevin or Kayla.  It's freezing her and wearing skirts isn't helping.

My sister Holly got me this dress for Christmas.  She was nice enough to give it to me in private (well Jenna and my other sister Kim were there, but no folks). I think it makes me look about 90 pounds soaking wet.  I'm petite for a guy, but not compared to most girls. It's scary to me that I'm no longer worried about being read just walking down the street or going someplace in public. It's only when I'm very physically close or having an intimate conversation that I worry I'll be found out. I've even gotten used to the uncomfortable heels, bras, and other implements of torture. It's really just the humiliation of having to spend so much of my time carrying myself as a woman that still bothers me.

  If you remember way back in spring, my friend Jacob came visiting and I was very worried about him finding out about the whole feminization thing. Well, I needn't have worried. Too much freedom meant he was very drunk and very obnoxious and pissed the girls off enough that he got the girly treatment too. It did guarantee that he would not be going to DuPont for college which was both kind of sucky and a relief. I thought that was the end of things with Jacob. As you can tell from the picture, I was wrong.  My sister Holly has never been able to stand him and she begged the girls for the pictures of Jacob all dressed up.  Of course, Mia and the gang were happy to comply.  I thought that was the end of it and assumed that she enjoyed rubbing his face in it.  Well, she began over summer and over the course of first semester, she's been basically giving him a correspondence course in being a sissy. In addition to occasional visits.  Their schools are less tha...

  There's a lot going on and I'll do another update this week with more information on things, but I know it's been awhile and I thought it would be a good idea to post.  One of the biggest things I worry about at home is one of my parents coming into my bedroom when I'm sleeping.  I put on the makeup in the morning, but this is basically how I'm dressed when I'm sleeping.  This could be a very difficult conversation. Making things worse, I like to sleep cold so even if I pull the covers up over the straps, I'll lower them when I'm asleep.