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Story behind drawing, and I mean "story" (most of this will make no sense to you if you've never been to Québec):

Last day of using my bus pass before it expires... And I decided to finally treat myself by exploring Montréal, and mainly, visiting Longueuil -- an island next to Montréal connected via the Métro’s Yellow Line. I can finally say that I’m a Métro completionist as I have switched through all 4 lines, and explored and viewed all stations’ art-chitecture as well. The Orange Line, the Blue Line, the Green Line, and finally, the Yellow Line, all captured within my memory.

I started off my day by using the 430 bus to go all the way from Tétreaultville to station Champ-de-mars on the Orange Line and went to my no.1 favorite station, Plamondon. I explored the area around the station vastly to find any stores to check out, and I stumbled upon a Dollarama where I got 3 bags of crackers and better lead pencils (the new flow-rite’s lead sucks because they’re much lighter than they were before. To get good dark tones out of them, you have to draw like your drawing on stone instead of paper). Best investment of today.

Trying to return back to the station, I got lost and explored the urban area of Namur and Plamondon, and from sonic observation... A lot of people spoke English there! So, at least I know a good place to move to if I ever go out on my own. Favorite station and a majority of people there speak my mother tongue; what luck!

From my exploring, I ended up in Blue Line territory at Côte-des-neiges’ huge shopping district, and I finally found a Wal*Mart. From it, I got preservative juice (Fruit Punch’s taste is very artificial and tacky, the best one to go with is Peach... Even then, I honestly should have gone for Orange Juice), Cookies & Cream Ice Cream on sale (during Winter too, JEEZ, I lucked the fuck out. Ice cream becomes so overpriced during winter to enforce the norm of “murr eating ice cream in winter bad”) and Pop.Tarts on sale. For some reason, whenever I go to Wal*Marts, Pop.Tarts are always on sale... Maybe my intense love for them acts like a Bloodhound beacon for me to get the most out of my buck.

After that, I was all ready to finally go to Longueuil and get some Tim Horton’s Timbits... I finally made it back to the station Côte-des-neiges on the respected bus, and jeez, the setup of the station was super freaky but cool at the same time. There was a staircase that leads straight down to the train I had to take right there, or instead, I could walk over to the other side past the badass stylish art-chitecture and just head to Snowdon. It was only one station away from the terminus, so I probably would have been able to walk to it. Hell, I trekked through the blistering cold blizzard outside for this long; it’d be like going to the corner depanneur for me at this point.

I rode the Blue Line all the way to Jean-Talon (I actually saw a friend there too! We were happy to see each other again, even if it was for a short time), switched back to the Orange Line and headed for Berri-UQÀM, and finally got off at Longueuil Université-de-Sherbrooke. Hearing Michèle Deslauriers’ voice read the full name of the longest station in the whole system and seeing the teleprompter have to actually fade out the rest of the name and be so damn animated was just ORGASMIC to me! I’m the only one who would be overly excited about niche subway train stuff like that.

Over there, I thought I’d be able to orient myself and get around easily as if I was in Montréal... but what with the bus system being completely different there and most of the roads around the terminus being highways, it made getting to Tim’s gratuitously difficult. Add that to the exacerbating winds blowing mounds of snow around, and you’ve got a perfect emotional recipe for “GET ME THE FUCK OUT OF HERE ALREADY!”

But determination pushed me forward, and after exploring the nearby mall to get all warmed up, I finally found the Tim Horton’s and got 50 mixed Timbits. ...My stomach is telling me this was a fucking mistake. I should have just went with 20 and tell them to leave out of the coffee Timbits. Coffee, in general, makes me puke like hell, and so the Timbits tasting like coffee is just doing wonders for me right now... Ughh.

After I ventured around the urban areas nearby and just lied down in the snow for a while to fully relax and indulge myself, I finally headed back home since I live all the way at the end of the Green Line. Yes, I live that fucking far but yet I still wanted to explore the rest of Montréal and Longueuil at my leisure. Bite me.

But anyway, that’s how I spent my last day with my bus pass, and to celebrate me passing adult education and absolutely being finished with high school. So uh, yeah. I’m stuck home now until I go to college. ...Crap.

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