Still Breathing

It's been forever since my last post so before I jump back into my semi-regular posting I thought I'd send a shout that I am still alive.
I have many posts to catch up on and much news to share, but here's a couple of quick things:

Around the time I was swept up by AP testing and finals and such I found out that I was accepted into the literary program of a small art school. The school day is a bit longer to compensate for the program's class on top of the normal high school classes but I've never heard any complaints about the longer school day and I'm absolutely ecstatic about being accepted in.

I've found Gwydion a new home that was perfect for him. The woman who bought him offered me another bird but after careful consideration I realized that not only did I not desire a new one, I also would be making a mistake to get one.
However, after a while the house seemed unbalanced. For over half my life we've had two cats, a dog, two birds and a small animal of some sort. After the usual pro/con arguments (and after seeing if I could afford it) I decided to get a Royal Python. I've always liked Royal Pythons because they have the beauty of large constrictor snakes in small packages but I hadn't worked with snakes all that much. Lizards yes, snakes no.
I fell in love with a baby Super Pastel Royal while I was visiting a reptile store in the city that also happens to be a reputable breeder thus Morpheus became a part of the household.

He's 11 months old now, I believe. He's very docile, slightly head-shy and nervous about being submerged into water. Sheds well, eats well, active, interested in his surroundings. I'd consider him sweet although snakes don't exactly love you like a kitten would.

I'm going to keep this post short because I have a bunch of other planned out posts to write and many of blogs to catch up on reading. Welcome to summer everyone, hope things are pleasant.

Birthday Post~

Today's my birthday, so I figured I should post. I turned 16, however, today has kinda sucked. Woke up late, missed the bus, was late to school, looked awful, felt awful. etc, etc. It put me in a downward spiral for the next six hours until I lectured myself and got over it.
Just turn up the radio in your head and ignore the sullen anger, frivolous emotion that it is.

I also just got the news that I can't re-pierce my lip until I get my hard-copy photo permit, I only have the paper version at the moment. I'm trying to be patient but my piercing was important to me and I was really looking forward to getting it done this weekend. It's my fault, I don't care much about driving at the moment so it's taken me forever to get my permit. 

To add onto this I might've found Gwydion a new home. Which is good, it's what is best for him. But I really do like the little guy.
Plus it rarely feels like my birthday on the actual day because I always end up opening presents on other days. Since this is the case I'll have to wait a while before showing what I get.

It wasn't all bad, however. The furniture store brought over our new couch, and I went and picked out a lamp to go with it since we couldn't fit a table lamp like before and there is no overhead living room light. My parents don't seem to mind that their house is slowly being taken over with subtle gothy influences.

Like always, check to see if you won the give-away. Sorry for lack of links and pictures, simple post today. Better ones to come, promise.

Pets and Zoos

That...one itty bitty little comment about Zombi yesterday gave me the idea of a post about the animals I share my house with. Pictures too!
Well, on most of them. I'll start off with the only one to be picture-less.

Leonardo Shakespeare Catapult Rat: My pet rat, he is brown and white. Usually called Leo, his name is terribly long because for the time I had him, I could not stick with one name. Named originally after Leonardo Da Vinci. He is very clever, and it is annoying. But in the later months he is finally succumbing to old age is I can't keep his weight up no matter how much food I give him. And even now that he's slowed down, I still can't get a decent picture.

Casper: I have had Casper forever. Well, not forever. But since before the summer after fourth grade. I got her as a gift of some sort. Her name was stolen from another kid who had gotten a dog the same time. The kid came into class and shared that they had gotten a puppy that they named Casper and I decided that the name would be very fitting for my new pet as well since I couldn't for the life of me decide what to name her.

Zombi: Our newest addition to the house, she was my birthday present for this year of 2011. We got her from the humane society and she was seven in a half to eight months old. She is just about a year now. She is black but she has a white patch right under her neck (As seen in picture), another in between her front legs (Which we call her bikini top) and another big patch on her stomach that we call her diaper patch. She has green eyes, hence her name and this picture doesn't do them justice.

Maxx: Maxx was named after the dog in The Grinch Who Stole Christmas. The cartoon version was my favorite movie when we got him. I was four or five at the time. We got him as a kitten from a ranch and he has grown up as big as a barn cat would be expected to. Although he's a chicken and jumps at every little noise. He's been very patient and accepting with the new kitten who is a ditzy mess. But he's still the baby of the family.

Jack: Named after Jack Sparrow, he is a Yorkshire Terrier. We got him as a puppy five years ago. He's a dork. A clever dork though. I taught him a bunch of tricks when we first got him. But he isn't very fond of people and only likes the dogs he met as a puppy. We had these families around town that would scream every time they saw a dog and run the other direction and kids use to throw stuff at him so he has become a very guarded dog. Very obedient though. And cute.

Einstein: Finally, my mother's demon.. erms.. bird... The evil..ahem, clever talking Blue Front Amazon. We don't always get along, but she is amusing in her own way. We first thought she was a boy, thus the name Einstein. But she is a girly and very protective over her cage. She loves my mother and my father. She does not like me or any other pets. She is absolutely terrified of Casper and she enjoys playing fetch. As it, she throws, you fetch.


Well, there is my arsenal of pets. Next is the best of the pictures I took at the zoo and conservatory I went to last week:

Please don't use my pictures without my permission... as always...