Well I do, but not the kind of changes I've been through recently. First off my cockatiel, Sunny, is not the bird I woke up to this morning and I got back from Pre-Collage a few days ago. So about my bird:
My mom gets her wings clipped when they grow too long so she's not flying around our house causing havoc. When she went to the wing clippy place, the lady who does the job spoke casually with my mom about Sunny. She wondered why my mom had kept called Sunny a "she" because apparently, cockatiels have distinct markings in certain areas of the body that tip you off on their gender. To the bird clippy lady, Sunny was obviously a boy. She did some research and low and behold my baby girl became my baby boy. TTT_TTT
And you would think that because I'm just oh-so open about sexuality and the like that I would take this change and embrace it. But no. I feel like I have lost my baby.

In other news, I came back to Maryland from Manhattan unscathed. I honestly hated it there. At first. The beds in our dorm were AWEFUL,six of us had to share ONE bathroom for 3-4 days, my one roommate stole my food, the streets are filled with people (duh it's Manhattan) which gave my a case of claustrophobia, and I was terribly home sick. But I made a new friend or two, which made things so much better and my roommate was my oldest friend, so there was nothing in that department to complain about. I got used to walking for 15-20 minutes each day from 3rd avenue to 6th. But god I have never done so much walking in my entire life. My mantra was, “By the time I'm done with this city, I'll have the sexiest legs the world has ever seen!" When I came back home, I felt like I was living a fake life. Like my life in Manhattan was my real life, and life in Maryland was only temporary. I felt like my family and friends were people I had never met before. For awhile at least. Now I feel myself transition back into normalness again, but I can't help but think that I still belong in Manhattan. I guess I didn't hate as much as I thought. I dunno.


Everything happens for a reason, right?