Alright, the first blog post. My chance to make my mark on this website - to either draw people in, or to turn them off forever. Time to see which it will be.
Well, to start off, I'm now starting my second of four months as a research assistant...an interesting job, I must say. Wouldn't necessarily call it a fun job, but the variety of tasks that need to be done are varied enough that things don't get tedious. And my coworkers are all fairly decent folk - some more sociable then others, though. And of course, all of them are from different parts of the world - Africa, Netherlands, El Salvador, Korea - so there was the initial obstacle of learning to understand their thick accents.
Of course, a bit less fun is being in the small city in which the research center is located. My first weekend here, I decided to bike around town...that kept me busy for about 30 minutes. There are two bars, one grocery store, three pizza places and one Chinese-Canadian restaurant. Oh, and there is both a Beer Store and an LCBO. But the part that really hit me was when I went to the library, and found that books were divided into Chlidren's, Young Adults, Adults and Non-Fiction...they didn't have enough books for it to be worth dividing into genres :S
On a less happy hope, things with the girl I've sort of been with finally ended last night. In a way, it's a bit of a relief...things weren't always pleasant, it had been quite a rollercoaster. Initially because I was dealing with getting out of depression when we first met (I didn't know who I was, felt I was only acting like how others wanted me to act...so to get out of it I basically started a new identity from scratch and lived cross-dressed for four months, in order to rediscover myself - though at the time I did believe that perhaps the source of my problems was that I was trans). And then when I managed to deal with all of that, we found out I wasn't the only ones who had problems...she discovered that she really wasn't happy with her life, also not really knowing who she was, or what she wanted to do. Add onto that friends that got jealous that someone else was becoming closer to her then they were, and a controlling mother who thoroughly disliked me (without having met me, might I add - so it's either because she doesn't like the fact that I cross-dressed for four months, or it's because she doesn't want someone putting distance between her daughter and her), and i think it starts being easy to understand why things might not have been going smoothly. Sometimes she wanted to be with me, enjoyed being with me...sometimes she felt indifferent towards me...and sometimes she felt trapped by me. It's been like that for close to a year...I kept hoping we could work through things, but finally I've gotten tired of it all, and of how she doesn't even seem motivated to trying to make things work most of the time (she was afraid to even commit to starting to officially date). So yea, wasn't really a healthy relationship, and it's probably for the best that we ended things...but still, I do miss her, and wish we could have worked things out.
Well, I think that's enough out of your lives for now. Thanks to anyone who has taken the time to read about little old me.
Well, to start off, I'm now starting my second of four months as a research assistant...an interesting job, I must say. Wouldn't necessarily call it a fun job, but the variety of tasks that need to be done are varied enough that things don't get tedious. And my coworkers are all fairly decent folk - some more sociable then others, though. And of course, all of them are from different parts of the world - Africa, Netherlands, El Salvador, Korea - so there was the initial obstacle of learning to understand their thick accents.
Of course, a bit less fun is being in the small city in which the research center is located. My first weekend here, I decided to bike around town...that kept me busy for about 30 minutes. There are two bars, one grocery store, three pizza places and one Chinese-Canadian restaurant. Oh, and there is both a Beer Store and an LCBO. But the part that really hit me was when I went to the library, and found that books were divided into Chlidren's, Young Adults, Adults and Non-Fiction...they didn't have enough books for it to be worth dividing into genres :S
On a less happy hope, things with the girl I've sort of been with finally ended last night. In a way, it's a bit of a relief...things weren't always pleasant, it had been quite a rollercoaster. Initially because I was dealing with getting out of depression when we first met (I didn't know who I was, felt I was only acting like how others wanted me to act...so to get out of it I basically started a new identity from scratch and lived cross-dressed for four months, in order to rediscover myself - though at the time I did believe that perhaps the source of my problems was that I was trans). And then when I managed to deal with all of that, we found out I wasn't the only ones who had problems...she discovered that she really wasn't happy with her life, also not really knowing who she was, or what she wanted to do. Add onto that friends that got jealous that someone else was becoming closer to her then they were, and a controlling mother who thoroughly disliked me (without having met me, might I add - so it's either because she doesn't like the fact that I cross-dressed for four months, or it's because she doesn't want someone putting distance between her daughter and her), and i think it starts being easy to understand why things might not have been going smoothly. Sometimes she wanted to be with me, enjoyed being with me...sometimes she felt indifferent towards me...and sometimes she felt trapped by me. It's been like that for close to a year...I kept hoping we could work through things, but finally I've gotten tired of it all, and of how she doesn't even seem motivated to trying to make things work most of the time (she was afraid to even commit to starting to officially date). So yea, wasn't really a healthy relationship, and it's probably for the best that we ended things...but still, I do miss her, and wish we could have worked things out.
Well, I think that's enough out of your lives for now. Thanks to anyone who has taken the time to read about little old me.