Okay, so I last updated in August, and a couple things have changed.
My hair is still short, and when I dyed it brown-ish, it was a nice change but a huge mistake. I had let my emotions for that day decide everything, and apparently I felt emo-ish because I dyed my hair darker. Bad idea since by the next hair appointment, I was like "This was nice, but I want my cherry-red even more." So now, we're slowly making our way back to the bright red it once was. I'll get there eventually.

About a month an a half ago (roughly, I'm horrible with dates and it seems so much longer), I met this guy named David (I call him Dave though) through my best friend Robbie at his graduation/going away pool party. Want to know how I introduced myself? I squirted him in the face with a water gun, laughed, and swam away to get C.J. or some other person. I later introduced myself properly (not before I got him again with the water gun though), and found out that he played Halo 3 as well. So we exchanged Xbox Live names, went on our merry ways... which was mostly me going off and being hyper. What do you expect? I had my first non caffeinated soda (a sprite) in 3 months.
A few days later, Robbie reminds me to add him to my friends list on Live. I do this, and we all played through the campaign for a few hours until Robbie had to leave.
Soon, I became friends with this guy, find out he goes to Carroll Community College like me, and several other details I didn't necessarily want to know (I wanted to find out on my own, but it turns out my mom remembered him from elementary school, and her co-worker is his neighbor. Go figure there'd be gossip).
Two weeks later, I have a new boyfriend. Wonder how long it'll take him to find this journal since he doesn't have a deviantART. Hi, Dave. :3

Other than this wonderful event, I started college. It's interesting so far. I, oddly enough, did not take any art classes other than Art History. None of the courses interested me and because I took AP art, I was afraid of them being too basic anyway. However, Art History is fun.
All my classes are rather enjoyable, except Mathlab, but you know, I could take it or leave it. I've missed 3 so far, and I could care less. The last two I had good reason: it was either go to the mathlab where I already knew what I was doing, or finish the papers I needed to write for English 101 that were due in 90 minutes at the time. I think I made the better choice. Third time was today, and to be honest, I think I made an even better choice by not going because I am possibly developing the flu. Way to go, immune system, way to go. Though really, I blame my father if I am developing said flu because he's the one who's had it for the past week, making it so that I'm living in a germ infested box. I can't even play Halo because that's the room he's been in all week! Bah. At least I had the option of going to Dave's house to play.
But I digress.
English 101 is hilarious in the sense that when we have class discussions, it turns into this great debate between several people.
Math 099 isn't one of those absolutely hysterical classes, but I do enjoy going because some funny things are said, and I actually get the material without struggling too much. The work load is humongous though sometimes. But I have my schedule of when I get it done down pat, so I don't fall behind.
Wanna know something great about this so far though?

I'm doing everything on my own.

Granted, I get help on my homework when needed, and things that are similar, but other than that... I'm independent. I don't even have my IEP set up yet, and I don't need it to the best of my knowledge (not yet anyway. I may need it for next semester, but for now, I don't).
I feel completely free, empowered, independent, confident...
I'm proving that I can do things on my own now, that I've developed the skills needed to do so after all those years of preparing. I wish my old case managers could see me now, they'd be so proud, especially Mrs. S.

I almost have my license too. Just a few more hours, parallel parking, and then I'll have my provisional. I'm comfortable driving with and without my focus medicine. I've dealt with more crazies than I wanted to, but glad I did since it gave me more experience.
But either way. I'm almost there.

Though unfortunately, I feel as if I lost my muse again. I've doodled some pictures, but not enough to get me back into it fully. It'll come back eventually. I mean, it's slowly coming back now. This happens every school year. I'm just going to give it some time and not force it too much.

Oh, there was a reason why I put that specific title for this journal entry. You all know how much I love dinosaurs. Well guess what I got to do on Sunday, September 20th.
I got to see WALKING WITH DINOSAURS!
Hell to the yeah, baby!
Most epic show I've been do. Everything was amazing, really life like and to scale too. They, much to my displeasure, didn't have my favorite dinosaurs: the duckbill family. Specifically Parasaurolophus. Their skulls are simply divine! Though, if I were that dinosaur, I wouldn't have as nearly an epic skull because I would be female and the male skulls were developed to show power, dominance and were for mating reasons (for example, peacocks with their tails. The one with the better traits got picked etc etc).
Back to topic however, the show was just one of a kind, and a must-see if you ever get the chance. They're gone now, still on tour. I was just extremely lucky to have a mom who was willing to not only get me tickets, but to see it with me (same with Betsy and Johnny).
*dino sound* Yeah, I'm awesome.

Other than all of that, I've got nothing else to say and should probably go work on some more of my math homework that's due on Tuesday.

Ciao.
Poodles.