It's rare that it snows here in this part of Canada. It's usually rain.
Though, when it does snow, we get hit HARD. There's also one story I won't forget any time soon.
I was in High School, and it was february or something, maybe march. Anyways. It was sunny, it was hot/warm. No need for jackets. Well not for me at least, but that's because I'm extremely warm blooded. So I have to wear shorts/t-shirt in winter to keep cool. But me and 2 of my friends decided to stay after school just for the hell of it, just to hang out.
And then out of no where, it started snowing. I had shorts on because I had P.E that day, and they had their jackets and skirts on. So they went and got changed. I played out in the snow for a little bit, writing my name on the huge football field we have. Then I decided I should go get changed before I get on the late bus.
So I did, and then we got on the bus and started driving. I live 20 minutes out of town, but we had to drive all over town first, I was the last stop. We were going down this steep hill in the bus, and when you looked outside, you couldn't see no more than 8 feet ahead of you. The bus driver lost control of the bus, we started skidding, he managed to straighten it up [we were still going down the hill], but he couldn't stop, so we just had to slide. He stopped and waited for other bus's or whoever to bring him some chains. So I was sitting on the bus, in just jeans and a t-shirt, and the temperature was getting below -5 Celsius. And normally that doesn't bug me, but on a bus, when there's not much heat at all, it starts taking a tool. Anyways I started shivering, but I didn't want to say anything [MANLY MAN STATUS NEEDS TO BE UPHELD!]. And one of my friends noticed. I liked her... A LOT. And she had some feelings for me. But instead of asking or anything because she knew what I would say, she just took her jacket off, laid on top of me basically, and covered both of us with her jacket, and we just laid there. As much as I hate snow, some good things come out of it
