Patron Saint of Awesome

Lindsey is my hero.

This girl cleaned out her closets today, and had a sackload of clothing that she didn't want anymore. Extremely generously, she decided to give me the vast majority of it. I now have enough tops to last me for quite some time, and some delightfully tight shorts/jeans to boot. Most of them are a little on the small side (she's a small girl), but that really isn't a bad thing. As a transsexual, I tend to overcompensate and go for a highly feminine look whenever possible, to offset the inherent masculinity in my features and frame. I won't be able to wear some of it in public, but that doesn't bother me so much; I'm practically glowing with happiness over getting such a huge windfall of clothes.

In return for her complete sweetness, I'll be going to the practice for one of her sports teams. She's trying to recruit me--I'll see how it goes. Having a sport in addition to academics will probably help on college applications, but this is pretty much the worst year for me to get involved in something like that. A schedule completely filled with honors/AP courses is going to be quite hectic on its own. Still, I promised I would give her team a fair chance, so I will.