last part for now..i should think. Just the wall my desk is againt. riddled with pictures from my brothers past and the family. The room im in now has been owned by my sister. who rightfully glued her name above the door with pennies and (though you cant see it) glued glow in the dark stars to the ceiling so at night , with a black like looked like the night sky and such. My brother took family photos and all kinds of pictures he could find and pasted them to the walls. so many memories from other countries and places weve all been too. so now its my turn livin in this room . its quite interesting.