Thursday, 9 October 2014

Passing

As I said before kids in kindergarten think "short hair = boy" [just those stereotypes].
And today again: A girl (let's call her "L") asked me if I liked pink. I said "no" and she asked other things about "typical (totally) girly" things. After I negated everything she asked if I liked boy's things and because I really didn't know what to say I just said "yes". (*facepalm*)
At lunch (just after my mum left the room) L asked if I was a boy or a girl. I was like "??? - You know me for about one and a half years... You know I am (biological) a girl" and she said "No! You're a boy!" Note again: She actually knows I'm biological a girl.
Don't get me wrong: I really like when someone thinks I'm a guy (I need those passing-moments!), but that was really weird, because L knows me and is actually one of the smarter kids...

Anyway, another girl asked me if I could wear nail polish tomorrow (because I will be there again) and I was like "... I don't have nail polish ... Only black and clear one ...", so she said I should paint my nails black. (NO!)

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And another one:
While on our way home my mum met an old colleague (on the other side of the street) and she referred to me as my mum's son (!!!).
But then my mum ruined everything with saying "My daughter." -.-
Thanks mum...
That's not called 'support', is it?

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