Annual Lament

Well, not exactly a lament but something more along the lines of wistfulness. What am I talking about? This -- whenever the weather starts getting warm and the kiddies are out on the streets full-force because they're no longer tethered to their school yards and classrooms I'm reminded of those languid summers when I used to sleep in until one or two in the afternoon after staying up all night doing nothing. Ah, the glory that is summer break. And somewhere mixed in all this nostalgia is a wistful longing for a experience that I'll never have, and that is the sleep-away summer camp. Yes, it may be a hell never to be repeated for some but even then it's a once in a lifetime experience, no? Of course in my dreamiverse, the camp that I really wanted to be at was the one with Ferris and Angel, though quite honestly now that I know what that movie was all about I kinda am leaning towards the camp where Sharon and Susan met... *lets get together, yeah, yeah...*