My brother scored two goals today in his soccer tournament. I beat four Zoo Tycoon scenarios. My mom took me shopping for new bras and new shoes, also scrapbook materials, and I don't 'do' scrapbooks. Summer has morphed into something completely separate from what it used to be. Summer used to be either more fun, more ice skating, or more work. This time, and in a sense, last time, summer is now more waiting. Lots of people I know haven't spent more than a coupel weeks at their 'hometown' houses for a few years now. This still feels like home when I get here - probably because my little brother is keeping it in tact. And I will never be here, at my desk, waiting to get tired at 12:38am, waiting to hit the road to go back to school, ever again.