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rockfotzeAfter work this evening I went on the first leg of my tax-return shopping spree. It was exhausting but thoroughly enjoyable. I bought two amazing new black skirts (one is a waisted satin skirt with a patent leather belt, the other an organza 80s style tutu), a hot new handbag at 1/3 of the retail price (it's black and has glitter while still being totally classy), a bunch of CDs and DVDs (Cut Copy "In Ghost Colours", N*E*R*D "Fly or die", We are Scientists "With Love and Squalor" & Brain Thrust Mastery", Usher "Here I Stand", Borat and Terminator 3) and some Dior mascara which is simply divine and makes my eyes look 10x larger.
I caught the train home and sat opposite a transsexual. He commented on how lovely my hair was as I sat down and so I chatted with him til we both got off the train. He was so lovely, and yet I just felt so bad for him because he obviously lives his life as a woman but really was fooling no one. He was really just a man with a skirt, stockings, long hair and nails. He looked and sounded like a man, but made jokes about how I should have brought a man with me on my shopping spree because "carrying a girls bags is all men are good for", as well as taking the rubbish out and mowing the lawn. He also commented on the "little black number" he was wearing and I just kept thinking "But you're a dude!". My heart went out to the poor guy, which is why I guess I was able to get over my shyness and chat with him so easily. My heart bleeds for people like him, totally misunderstood and always vilified for being "abnormal". I hope I made him feel as normal as possible for the short time I chatted with him.
I feel like a total disappointment to my mum tonight. I've canceled on our plans a few times the last two weeks and now the big working bee I'd planned with my friends at her place this weekend has failed dismally. I just feel like such a terrible daughter, even though I know I shouldn't. But I feel awful and wish there was some way to make everything work out perfectly for her.
Luckily N*E*R*D is an amazing band and are helping me feel a lot better.
I caught the train home and sat opposite a transsexual. He commented on how lovely my hair was as I sat down and so I chatted with him til we both got off the train. He was so lovely, and yet I just felt so bad for him because he obviously lives his life as a woman but really was fooling no one. He was really just a man with a skirt, stockings, long hair and nails. He looked and sounded like a man, but made jokes about how I should have brought a man with me on my shopping spree because "carrying a girls bags is all men are good for", as well as taking the rubbish out and mowing the lawn. He also commented on the "little black number" he was wearing and I just kept thinking "But you're a dude!". My heart went out to the poor guy, which is why I guess I was able to get over my shyness and chat with him so easily. My heart bleeds for people like him, totally misunderstood and always vilified for being "abnormal". I hope I made him feel as normal as possible for the short time I chatted with him.
I feel like a total disappointment to my mum tonight. I've canceled on our plans a few times the last two weeks and now the big working bee I'd planned with my friends at her place this weekend has failed dismally. I just feel like such a terrible daughter, even though I know I shouldn't. But I feel awful and wish there was some way to make everything work out perfectly for her.
Luckily N*E*R*D is an amazing band and are helping me feel a lot better.
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Date: 29/8/08 23:48 (UTC)