I'll reply to comments sometime. ><;
I've been looking for a new job.
Jesse got a car and a driver's license, which is especially convenient because he is now also receiving ~$75 of monthly aid towards gas (via gas station gift cards).
As Jesse's house has been descending into chaos (his mom and her boyfriend are trying to sell it), and Will's house is never comfortable for him, we've all been hanging out either in my room or in Jesse's car. It's been really nice getting very close.
I've been feeling a lotttt more sane/capable lately; I've been taking my medication for five months now, and that's probably why. I'm also not such an emotional mess anymore, and actually can react to adversity without hard feelings sometimes. I've also been able to be more independent, and less affected by other peoples' emotions.
I dyed my hair purple, with the underside pink. I like it, and have been getting many compliments on the purple and that it suits me really well.
I finally let Will introduce me to Minecraft a couple days ago, which may have been a mistake, as I can already see it taking over my life.
My dad adopted a three-year-old dog from a family that was looking to rehome him. He's a huuuuge sweetie, but not the most obedient, and he has EXTREME separation anxiety. I love him, but being/coming home stresses me out more than half the time, because he's really quite a hassle, and my dad doesn't understand that I think of Alex as HIS dog that I am helping to watch (because he adopted him without my consent and whatnot). For two weeks now, I've been woken up at ass-o'-clock by whine-barking and then a 60-pound dog running over my bed, stepping on my head, and licking my face. It's cute being licked, except when it's 7:00 AM and I'm still sleeping.
I still don't see myself drawing anytime soon.
I should make a real blog again sometime.