Relapse.

In the famous words of Slim Shady: I'm back, back again.

As I write this, I am sitting outside in the shade listening to an army of crickets chirp, eating banana nut cheerios straight out of the box and drinking the ever-healthy mountain dew. Try not to be too envious.

During the past 17 days, in no particular order, I've...

Started and maintained a 365 project. Cleaned my room considerably. Gotten on the mailing list for 20 different colleges. Pre-ordered The Fault in Our Stars. Sent my package to Nicola and received her package to me. Played and beat the video game Silent Hill 2 with Zack and Kyle. Seen Winnie the Pooh (for $4!) with Kai. Learned to ride the public bus. Sent letters to Amy and Natalie. Stressed out over college and senior year. Finished reading Order of the Phoenix and started The Half Blood Prince in an effort to finish the book series before I see Deathly Hallows Part 2. Thanks to a blogger friend on turntable the other night, had this song stuck in my head. Gossiped, played Apples to Apples, watched Rubber and laughed until I cried at Regina's 17th birthday party. Ordered, but have not been allowed to open*, my first DSLR camera (a Canon EOS Rebel T3!) Gone school supplies shopping. And, last but not least, considered opening an etsy shop.

I have less than two weeks before school starts again, which means that I have less than two weeks to get my permit. In case you forgot, you can get your permit at 15 in Florida...and I turn 17 in approximately two months.

*I struck a deal with my mom. Completed college applications in exchange for the camera. Ooh, she's clever. (A few minutes ago) *door bell rings* "OH MY GOD! I THINK THAT'S MY CAMERA!!"

So, what have you been up to, friends?

The Red Hen and the Bald Eagle.

Unless you know a little background about my grandparents, this claymation will seem very bizarre. The main characters are my grandfather and grandmother as the bald eagle and the red hen respectively. These are nicknames they've given themselves, mind you. Instead of just grampy, or grammy, they will sign cards with their bird persona. It's just clever, cute and fitting since my grandfather is bald, and my grandmother has red hair. It's also helpful to know that my grampy loves the red sox and my grammy loves knitting, hence, well, you'll see. Plus, they refer to their home as the Thimble Cottage. Hopefully this clears up any confusion you may have.

While the quality is not where I'd want it to be at, this is the first claymation I've ever done, and I'm eager to do another. Enjoy!

Crap in disguise.

To celebrate Puja's 17th birthday, Puja, Regina, and I went to see Transformers 3. My honest opinion about the movie? IT SUCKED. Sure, I enjoyed the company of the people I saw it with, but the movie really annoyed me. Especially its errors in continuity. For example, in the major battle scenes Carly's shoes keep changing from heels to ballet flats to heels again. Perhaps I was expecting too much from a film franchise that had already proved to just be tolerable at best. Still, I wanted to walk away with a little shred of dignity, y'know? Instead, I sat for two hours to watch robots battle inexplicably, women be exploited sexually, and actors act terribly. Seriously, I would demand my money back if it wasn't already on Puja's dime.
/end rant

Afterwards (at what appears to be midnight according to the pictures) we gave Puja her presents. I wish I could've topped my gift from last year...
Today I had my senior pictures taken. Fortunately, there was little hassle and I think they'll turn out nice, or at least nice enough. I've come to terms with the fact that, no matter how hard I try, professional pictures will probably never portray the way I perceive myself in the mirror. I know; I'm strange.

This rainy weather has given me a headache.

Have a good rest of your week, everyone!