GingerBoyAdvance

   Summer was always my favourite season. Ever since I was a kid, I always looked forward to the last day of school and the first day of summer vacation. It always brought joy to me to know that there would be no more boring assignments about things that barely interested me or caused me frustration (looks over to math). No longer would I have to wake up early and get ready to sit in a classroom for six hours a day, staring at the blackboard, writing in my notebooks, and waiting for the day to be over. I was free to do as I pleased. Well... at least until September came around.   That was the beauty of summer to me. Sure, some might complai