I got a little bored, went onto Google Maps, typed in a landmark that is close to my old house, and "drove" (just clicked up the streets) myself from the landmark to my old schools and to my friends' houses and down random roads, making me wish I paid more attention to road signs back then...

Then I realized a familiar big driveway with familiar big houses on a familiar big hill...

Then the road started to get really, realLY curvy...

Then a road just jutted upwards

So I clicked up the hill and Chris Daughtry's Home played louder and louder in my head. 

As soon as I saw it, I started bawling.

The picture of my house has all of my patio decorations on it, and it hasn't been updated in 5 years... 

I was still living in that house

There was no possibility of us moving yet

There was no "maybe we're staying" or "I can't say we're staying"

We were still living there in that house

I'm still fuckin crying....