Summer Time

SUMMER IS HERE EVERYONE!!!!
I REPEAT, THIS IS NOT A TEST SUMMER IS HERE!!!!

Yes summer is here, time for parents to take back looking after there children that they've pawned off on the school system for the last ten to twelve months. Yeah little Jane and Johnny are all yours again parents, what are you going to do with them? Well depending on what type of parents you are there are quite a few options.



Option 1: Day Camp
Funny enough my dad used to run my local counties day camp, my brothers went, I did not. Day camp is fun. Your kids can stay active, meet new friends. However I don't know if all day camps feed your children so may still have to send a lunch with them, but then again day camp isn't as costly as my next option.

Option 2: Sports Training Camp
So recently I've learned more about children being sent off to sports training camps for basketball, football, and others. I think that's great, the kids are active, they're staying prepare for upcoming seasons in there specific sports, and they're gaining an edge. Major colleges are holding these weekly camps and it's great, but costly.

Option 3: FEAR(ForgetEverythingAndRun)Let them fend for themselves   Independent Study
So independent study is something that parents who have children that are old enough to look after themselves. Usually these parents give there kids the money and hope for the best. With independent study children can learn a broad spectrum of things, like swearing, sex, theft, evading arrest, how long candy will keep you feeling full. But hey, you're an independent learner kid, man up, woman up. Join in with some friends, form a gang group patrol accost the neighborhood, be one with nature.

Bonus Option 4: DON'T HAVE KIDS!
Parents around the world are cracking under the pressure of having to be more involved with there children on a daily basis. I've been in the middle of children and parent melt downs recently and I feel sorry for both the children and the parents. But during those seven to eight hours a day where parents are at work, children are at school, those of you who are of appropriate age they don't have to deal with one another. And that's sad, because that's how the world has made it to be. While parents have to work long hours to afford and provide for there families they're having to miss out on spending quality time with there children, knowing who they are. I work in an environment with suburban raised children who are provided with the best of things, but I never see them with there parents. I've said it before and I'll say it again, being a parent is more than just providing, it's way more, and if you can't provide the MORE, DON'T HAVE KIDS!


I'm just being funny, I hope everyone has great summer, be safe enjoy it.

A Month To Remember

Not so much a moment to remember for me
Because I never forget
But let's exhibit our worlds
A mingling of words, a misuse of circumstances
It's where our paths met
And where we stand at
But frequently pass it
It's a misguided ploy to accomplish painstaking joy
But no one wants joy that way
What's the point of joy without pain?
Would you even know it without pain?
No
But want it so badly, say you need it
Would you give anything for it, some have, will, won't
But still taking care of hearts that melt like chocolate in pockets and hands
Will it matter in the long run?
Will it make a difference?
No, probably not
For small moments we stand for something because it hot, it popular, but not because we really feel it
We stand for gimmicks and characters not truth
We stand for all world and expect the world to treat us fairly
Well the world isn't fair
The world isn't nice
It's the world and it is a character itself, an entity that is ruled by higher forces than what we can ever imagine
But we think we have the power, we have the truth
And we don't
We don't humble ourselves enough to be honest
We don't seek learning like a baby does, trying things over and and over, becoming frustrated seeking love from our mothers and fathers, reassurance and then trying what we failed over again. . . .to fail. . . again
What's the difference between that baby we were and the adult we are today?
Not much, we just have more constructive ways to propel our emotions, better ways of expression of ourselves than babbles and cries, whines and tantrums
Not much is different as we grow up, the rollercoaster we are birthed onto is never at a straight and narrow path for long and we either have an up hill glide or an down hill fall but one thing is for sure
it will be a month to remember