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This whole being a boy thing isn't as bad as I thought it was going to be. I mean, it takes some getting used to. But all in all, it seems to be much simpler than being a woman. I definitely prefer being a woman, though this isn't so bad. I'm quite muscular, and I can pick up things much easier. I'm not half bad looking either, I think. Though I'm not sure how much of a judge I am with that.

My father has decided that this is a perfect opportunity to try out the things he wanted to try if he ever had a son. It's been nice, playing games and things with him. There's a bright side to everything. I don't think it's embarrassing except in the morning but I like new things. And it's a good chance to make new clothes!

I wonder how long this will last.