Update:: So... we had her back last week for a day and a half (only because she slept a full day and then she ran away again when she woke up). The police picked her up tonight for pulling a dine and dash at a local restaurant, brought her home and she flipped on my mom. She likes me unconditionally it seems, she never flipped on me or hit me like she wailed on mom tonight. She was just out of control. Anyway... about 2 hours after getting her and after she'd beat my mom (mom did fight back though) and after she trashed her sister and her's shared room, the cops were called again. 6 of them came and talked to her. Luckily, she calmed down and left peacefully with them rather than being an idiot and getting herself thrown in juvie--though we wish she would. We don't have anywhere for her to go anymore. She can't stay here, or her mom's or her dad's (he won't take her--he's a hypocritical asshole and won't take any blame for her bad actions and keeps blaming mom for it all). BUT they took her to the hospital--she's on morphine and mystery pills-she took them from some guy and didn't know what they were.

My head hurts and I've been trying really hard to keep my cool. I almost had a panic attack once the police got there--they bug the shit out of me. I guess childhood trauma from similar situations xP I have a slight phobia of officers o.o;

But yeah. This is kinda keeping me occupied--might not see too much art again. We'll see. I have lots to do, but I don't know if I'll get time to post it between this and work xP

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Ya'll might have noticed I'm like... never around, ja? Well, my sister ran away, and she was gone for a couple of weeks and there was big drama. Her dad wouldn't report her as a runaway--though he lied to us and said he did--so when they finally caught her at the plaza, they checked the system for the report, and omg! It wasn't there. So guess what they did? Let her go. Because they couldn't hold her if she hadn't been reported. Luckily, her mother managed to get down there and tried to stop her again, and when they started fighting, the security tackled my sister AGAIN and managed to find a cig and lighter on her to hold her for "minor in possession of tobacco". She's 15 years old. When this started she'd been staying with her boyfriend, who was like.. 24 or so, and he kicked her out when he found out she was really 15 (she'd lied and said she was 17-18 or so) and then she was living on the streets before I guess she stayed with this girl she met.

We finally got her home, but she's so whacked out on drugs, she's not even herself. We think she's on Meth (and perhaps heroin--her boyfriend told us he'd seen her use it) and she's crashing hard right now. It's really hard to see her detox like she is.

The first night with her home (23/24th this month) was so hard. I had to wake up every hour and check on her. She'd come home and fell asleep, but we didn't know if she had any drugs in her system or anything--we were afraid she'd either have complications if she'd ODed or anything.. or that she'd wake up and try to kill herself because she's been SMing for a while.. since like.. 1999. I wish we'd gotten her help sooner.

Blah, I don't know, I've done a lot of crying over it all. Some of my friends here in town don't understand. I have one who just doesn't give a crap and the other is so optimistic... Optimism is good to have, but really, my little sister is addicted to Meth and who the fuck knows what @_@; she's suicidal... I can't find the bright side of it right now. We got her home, sure, but she doesn't want to be here. I'm pretty pessimistic right now. I don't remember what was said, but I know that my friend told me it was good she was home after I'd told her I was watching her to make sure she didn't die or kill herself (or the best situation--take off again), maybe it's just my mom and I, but I don't want to be the one to find her dead. I would lose whatever sanity I have left in me, and my friend didn't seem to understand that. She said "to each his own" during that conversation. I suppose so, but I would have never understood the pain something like this caused a family if I wasn't experiencing it first hand now. I've seen the pain suicide caused a friend of mine--amazingly enough one of the friends that didn't seem to give a crap.

Right now, I'm grateful for having online friends. They've been so supportive <3 Those who knew anyway, and I know many of you finding out now would have been very supportive if I'd told! I just.. wanted to keep it down for a little while--kept it in a tight group of friends on one site and now that things are settling down, I'm going to get it out xP Though, I'll admit that a couple of my friends here in town have done wonders for me <3 What they could do anyway.

Anyway, I'm not dead. I'm working on art still between all of this and work. I'm sleep deprived but I can't sleep with everything on my mind @_@; I did manage 5 hours last night though, so that was good. I'll be posting more things soon <3 Keep an eye out for art from me :3 I have a couple commissions expected and I did an auction on GaiaOnline so I should be doing two pieces for that too.

I'm working on applying to college too! I'll be hopefully going to SCAD <3 Must... get.. accepteddd... *dies* I've been working on a portfolio, though I know it's not required for undergraduates, I feel like I should xD I'll be going for Sequential Design. <3

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