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I have a birb now! He is a cinnamon high-yellow cheek cockatiel, and I love him to pieces ❤️💛
He is nine weeks old and love being pet on his head, and the birb is getting a bath on Saturday which Is n o i c e. Also his name is Benjamin.

Also, we are being listened to individually in choir today, and I am probably going to fail and mr. shrimp is going to yell at me or patronize me for being confused.
YEEZUS CAN YOU PLEASE MAKE IT SO THAT WE DON't HAVE TO BE LISTENED TO INDIVIDUALLY

Lastly, I'm still in the closet, and still in OK, so I can't go to any snazzy LGBT camps. Because my state is in what people consider "The Bible Belt".

We're doing narrative writing in ELA, and my story is gonna be about a bunch of kids in this (very conservative and southern) school, who are all secretly in the LGBT community. They get a fancy, vanilla scented letter to meet up in room 822 (which they don't even know exists aaaaahhhh) at 9:30 PM. So they all go and it is completely dark, you can't see anybody or anything, and this mysterious announcer says they know your secret (and some other stuff I won't put here). Then, spotlights turn on and point out every single person individually, and the announcer says some s e c r e t stuff about them. Once everybody has been collectively outed, the lights in the room turn on and it's actually a pretty cool room, with a glass ceiling in which you can see the huge storm outside (which is odd, We thought this room was underground?). The door disappears, locking them inside. Shenanigans ensue. I'll have to post a picture of what I wrote for the setting, since I'm too lazy to write out the whole ttthhhiiiinnnnggg

Update- choir class was actually pretty good, our teacher talked about how the choir room is a safe space, and that you shouldn't say degrading things- I cried :.)
Then we rehearsed some of the stuff we are singing in choir.
In creative writing we have to choose a quote and make an image/illustration out of it, and for mine I chose the quote "Life is always rocky when you're a gem", so looked up pictures of gemstone collections, and I'm freaking jealous, why can't my collection look like some of these-

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