i have pictures of the new house in or-a-gone. forgive me if they take long to load.
we'll start off with wyatt. no particular reason except for wyatt rocks.

this is the front-view of the house as well as my grandfather's white van (not included with house).

..and from the side

my room

view from the deck off of my room

don's room (haha)

2nd floor balcony

my feet at the edge of said 2nd floor balcony

living room area

kitchen (odd tree trunk included)

neighbor to the south

neighbor to the west

view to the north off main deck

that's our house. minus all the other rooms that i didn't find interesting enough to take pictures of.
as you can see, this isn't a finished house, so we'll be staying at my grandparents house...

for a week or so once we move. not that i mind that at all. with views like this:

and this:

from the window of the room i'll be staying in, i have little to complain about.
well, i could complain about things, but i wont.
once again sorry if this takes forever to load. i feel your pain.
I have to go.
I don't want to be the reason you're sitting on the floor looking out your window because I shouldn't be the reason.
I have to go.
And if I repeat it enough, I'll realize it and what it means.
I have to go.
i wish i were 11 again too.
i do not think i have a problem with commenting, for i know i will still read your journal, and i can't say it will help anything, only that i do not think commenting is as bad an idea as other forms of communication would be.
do you?
perhaps i'm just selfish and i shouldn't even leave this.
i don't know anything anymore.
I need to sleep, Katie. Sorry. I'm just pissed off. Not at you. Never at you. Just at life and everything else.
Goodnight dear. I heart you.
He shouldn't have fucking touched you. He shouldn't have been fucking close enough to fucking touch you. That's all.
My room is teh boring right now, I wanna take all of my jones soda bottles, (ever had that stuff?) cut off the labels, and put them all on a poster. I also have a poofchair. And I wanna paint the walls blue. I'm yearning for a new room.
But anyway, yes, you have a beautiful new house. Wyatt is kickass. Your grandparents house is fantastic. I am full of envy. Alex and Luke and I are coming to live with you.
It's totally thundering out. So awesome.
Wake up.
Eat ice cream.
Feel better.
Sing.
Think of Conan.
Smile.
Take care, Katie.