Princess, Summer, A Mild Bus Induced Concussion.

Huzzah, peoplefolk. I'm back. You see, I have been a-boating around Norfolk, and sunbathing on top of a blue boat called 'Princess.' It was a lovely holiday, aside from the dodgy plumbing and some sailing tit that almost tacked into me. But, otherwise beautiful, and relaxing. The perfect place to see that your ex has moved on to a girl you were supposedly close to. But I'm not bitter... the twofaced little...ergh. A week and a half, brah? Seriously?
Mah.
Anyways, school is over for the summer. I have a lot to do this summer though, history and spanish stuff, art coursework, all my German coursework (since school doesn't offer it, I'm doing it by myself), repainting the shed, seeing my friendly-types, seeing the familiars in Cornwall, looking at youth conferences perhaps...The point is, I have a lot to do. Oh, and I need to get a job, unless it turns out that I won the lottery last night. HA. Yeah, no. I need to get a job.
You know how I always ask for funny stories and nobody ever complies? EVER?!
Well, I decided I would get the ball rolling, so as to speak. So, a little while ago, I was finding a double seat on the bus because Katie always sits with me. The only double seat was at the very front of the bus facing the rest of the passengers. So Katie took the window seat and I took the seat in the aisle. Turns out that the bus driver that day did not believe in slowing down around all the sharp corners. Turns out my balance really isn't very good.
I literally fell out of my seat. And I dived into the aisle as the whole bus watched on. That poor kid the other side.
Okay, your turn.
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Love. Luck. Tea.

Daphne.