“August used to be a sad month for me. As the days went on, the thought of school starting weighed heavily upon my young frame. That, coupled with the oppressive heat and humidity of my native Washington, D.C., only seemed to heighten the misery.”
The PLATFORM in a month
The summer is been here. August and it is Eight months into the Year Two thousands and sixteen! Gang let’s stop using that phrase “time is flying” we have been using it at every opportune but just let’s give it a stop here. Remember it all started back in primary when they used to say “(insert your name and feel good about yourself) passed with flying colors” It is true that the year is melting away real first but for now just forget about it. It’s way past August for crying out loud!