Kimberley Rachel Scott
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Part II - Paradise
July 1997 - December 1997
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Sep 16th
I got a call from one of my oldest friends in Perth today. She is a 'working' girl and we knew each other since I drove cabs. She was feeling left out at not knowing what's happening to me, so I promised to send her a letter.

I also went up to Chatswood to see about those professional photos. The lady was very nice and I have arranged to go in on the 30th. It will take two and a half hours. If they are any good, I will send copies to everybody. I'm trying to decide whether to get B/W or color or a mix. I like B/W, but it won't show off my new hair.. As I'm a redhead now!!

Sep 18th
I went to the CACI clinic for my 'touch-up' to remove the dark hairs. The young girl that does it is from Sussex and lived in the town where my aunt, uncle and cousins live! She doesn't know my cousins, but knows the streets and shops we used to go to. After I was zapped, I had to fix my makeup to hide the redness.

I also saw my endocrinologist today. He was suddenly very nice to me, which is slightly different from the first time I went. I think it's because I'm full time and he recognized that I'm not a kook. He still has atrocious bedside manners and poked and prodded my boobs. The good thing was that he said that my blood work-ups are 100% perfect. Seems I'm taking good care of my liver and kidneys. He asked me if I'd lost weight. I said I had no idea. To my utter surprise, when he weighed me said that I've lost 3 kilos. Yoikes! And I'm eating like a horse! I'll be size 10 soon at this rate.

He finished by writing me new scripts for Progynova. As I was leaving he said I was the healthiest and most stable TS he has seen and that my 'development' is much faster than normal. I stopped and asked him "Why is that?" He cocked his head and said it probably means that during pregnancy I got 'switched' to male later in the process so the receptors for breasts and so on were in place.

I then went to the registry of births, deaths and marriages to get my name changed as I have been in N.S.W. for three months now. Gawd! What is it about beauracrats that makes them always eke out information in dribs and drabs????? I was told I needed documentary proof of residency. They did NOT tell me that before. I asked whether a JP signed afadavit would be sufficient and the answer was "NO". Rent receipts, bank statements are ok though. This is really irritating as I have been living with my sister and have held off getting accounts and all the other stuff until I can use my new name. I told them this and they just shrugged. I left, rather cheesed off.

When I got home, I went to take off the makeup to attack the white hairs. I've heard there is a new laser that gets these little beasties. I will do some research and see if I can get an appointment. When I took my makeup off I got a rude shock. My cheeks and lower neck are covered with dark splotches. This is completely different from before when there was just a little redness.

This evening I spent several hours ransacking all my documents (I am a pack-rat) to find anything. To my wonder and surprise, I found several documents from people like the Tax Dept, RAC, Qantas, Bankwest and so on with the name and address here but dated June! Then I remembered I had contacted about a thousand organizations before I left Perth and they used my forwarding address! So I hope these will be sufficient. Then, armed with my new name, I can transfer all my funds, create a company, get my drivers license changed and all the other cute stuff..

Sep 19th
The blotches are sill there. Rats. That means heaps of foundation.

I went to the registry armed with my precious letters. After a wait of two hours, I was interviewed. It was really easy and quick, but they said I would either have to wait 5 working days, or two hours. Huh? If it only takes 2 hours, why does the post take 5 days? I paid the little bit extra to have the documents sent to me express post for Monday. I didn't fancy being bored silly in their offices for two hours. Besides I was in a two hour parking bay and was seriously overdue. Amazingly I didn't get a ticket.

I came home and my sister said that we need to go shopping. I agree. One of my sisters friends has invited me to a 'ball' in two weeks, The Irishman has also invited me to a big bash in the city next Thursday and of course, I don't have anything to wear for either of them. I really need an LBD as I just about have the figure to show it off. I still think I have a problem with my shoulders, but my sister thinks that they are fine. Am I biased and hard on myself or what!?

Tomorrow we are off to Chatswood to shop! We are also meeting another friend of my sisters and 15, yes 15, kids to go and see 'Hercules'. That should be fun. Kids say the most amazing things, and it will be a hoot to see what they say about me!!

Well I went to bed but I couldn't sleep much. My sisters friend and her boyfriend were bonking for hours in the next room. Just trying to avoid listening to them was getting me horny. Gawd that man has stamina!!

Sep 20th
The blotches are still there. I'm using a different foundation now as my skin is too dry to use the oil-free ones. At least it hides the unsightly marks. I looked in the mirror this morning and sighed. I still have a bit of a manly face, even though the makeup softens the features somewhat. I also have wrinkles and creases that I will need to do something about. I have noticed the muscles in my cheeks have changed a bit though. When I smile, my cheeks rise unlike the way they did before.

My sister just got up. It's noon. What a life! I've been typing and editing this tome for hours and it still seems very messy and not right. I may run back over it and tighten it up somewhat.

Well we just got back. I can't believe how much I've spent. But it's all been worth it. I am now the proud owner of some fantastic Italian shoes ($180) that are so comfortable I didn't want to take them off. They are black with 2.5" heels, but I still was only just above average amongst the other woman in the store. Gawd I felt good. I also bought two cute little tops (one black, one white), three skirts (one patterned, one oyster and one black one), two belts and a pair of beige capri style slacks. I was very reticent about trying on the slacks, but my sister insisted. To my utter amazement they looked great. They are a polyester/elastane mix and fit like a glove.

My sister came and had a look and said I had great legs and a cute bum. When I turned around and faced her, she looked down at my 'front' and a frown crossed her face. I grimaced and said "Urk. Am I showing?" She shook her head and said they looked great. I bought them. Oh. And my shoulders have shrunk. I used to only be able to wear size 14 tops, but all the ones I tried were 12 and fitted perfectly.

Well, I'm $500 better off in the clothing department, but I still need to get my ears pierced, get some jewellery, perfume and get a pile more makeup things. I have quite dry skin and need to make sure I buy only the best or I look drak.

My brother in law wanted to see what I bought, so I came out in the pants, new shoes and the black top. I turned sideways, lifted one hip and patted my backside. "Cute huh?" He stared at me for a while and said "Huh. Er." and just nodded appreciatively. I know how to read this now. It means "Gordon Bennett, you look great but I don't actually feel comfortable saying that right now.."

The other thing my sister keeps telling me is that I need larger boobs. I said that half of what she saw is mine, but she said I need bigger inserts. I keep saying that at the rate they are growing, I may not need inserts in a few months, but she has insisted. And when my sister insists, you get insisted.


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