I've got some lovely stories, so look out y'all.
Yesterday, I took the bus back from school. That's not really the important part, just stick with me here. The important part is, is that the buses must have been running late or something, 'cause I waited in the sun, wearing a black tanktop for at least fourty-five minutes. You can clearly seen the outlines of my bra straps and the tanktop on my back, etched out in pasty Brit skin against angry red sunburn. Lovely. So I sat on the bus stop, waiting for the bus, which was supposed to have been at the stop within five or ten minutes of me being there. The wind was picking up, and I kept remind