So today my grand-mother got me out of bed at the very reasonable hour of ten am and offered that my geeps drive me to get my UdeM card.
The line ended up being insanely long, so I sent him back home and waited four (!) hours in order to get my student card and my personalized bus card. In line, I met a fourth year girl who was nice enough to tell me all about the bus plans that were good for me, as I had admitted coming from a small town and knowing next to nothing about Montreal. After a winding and hot metro/bus ride back home (where the guy I was sitting next to must of thought I was deranged, since I kept twisting in my seat, trying to see the front of the bus (I don't know where my bus stop is yet, so I have to look at the front of the bus to see something familiar) ), I am now writing this post and procrastinating hard on my laundry.
Otherwise, nothing has changed. Talk to you when something does,
~Vero.
The line ended up being insanely long, so I sent him back home and waited four (!) hours in order to get my student card and my personalized bus card. In line, I met a fourth year girl who was nice enough to tell me all about the bus plans that were good for me, as I had admitted coming from a small town and knowing next to nothing about Montreal. After a winding and hot metro/bus ride back home (where the guy I was sitting next to must of thought I was deranged, since I kept twisting in my seat, trying to see the front of the bus (I don't know where my bus stop is yet, so I have to look at the front of the bus to see something familiar) ), I am now writing this post and procrastinating hard on my laundry.
Otherwise, nothing has changed. Talk to you when something does,
~Vero.
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