cerita hari sabtu

*i finished writing this today, thursday, 3 days after i started writing this post. tak sangka tengah tunggu bus pun boleh siapkan satu blog post. hehe

so ma, here goes.

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i bathed twice today (and broke the record also sebab selama ni mandi 1 atau 0 kali sehari). reason? simply because i want to have to use hair dryer to keep me warm. oh sangat seronok panas2. its getting colder now.

last saturday i went downtown to meet farihah even though the weather was pretty bad. we met at mcgill metro station. the way to get there is easy. from my place at place cote vertu (pronounce "plasy kot veghtu") i just have to take bus number 177 and it will bring me straight to cote vertu metro station. and from there i could go just about anywhere. so imma let the pictures speak for me

sorry i fell asleep while picking pictures. so lets continue. where was i. oh. yeah. here's some pics.

then we went eating halal food at Basya in Montreal Trust. basya is a lebanese food place. i got myself chicken amende tah but as usual arabian food always has a big portion so no matter how hungry you are you still wouldnt be able to finish it alone. as for the moment my carnivorial crave for meats was satisfied.

then we went to the malls. there was some clearance sale to clear off all winter/autumn i.e. thick apparels to give way to summer's clothing. so, ada gak murah2 heh bes2. and then we went to pray at mcgill university. there;s a musalla there. i remember most of my books during undergrad were branded mcgill at the back cover. so macam wah jakunnya di sinilah die tempat buku2 saye ditulis!! and suddenly i just remembered, ok it wasnt mcgill, it was mcgraw hill. haih penat je dah amik gamba banyak2.

next destination is Old Montreal. or Vieux Montreal as they call it (pronounce vyo mongheal). on the way there we dropped by Broadway Cheesecake (pics above) which sells super delicious cheesecakes tahap nangis. i got myself creme brulee cheesecake. thank god farihah wore mcgill sweater on that day because the shop offered student price for mcgill students. hehe. to go to Vieux Montreal we took metro to Berri Uqam station (pronounce beghi ukam) and walk from there. Vieux Montreal is really a nice place because even though ive never been to europe it felt like im europe already. with old low rise buildings, windy, tall trees, horse carriage, non english speaking people

actually old montreal is an old port. i mean there was a port here. a big one. but not anymore now. i guess. you can google Old Montreal if interested to know.

my caption: Hi my name is naaiemah. i have not one, not two, but three big hearts.
farihah's caption: Hi my name is naaiemah. i have a lot of love to give.

and whoever goes to montreal without tasting beaver tail, doesnt actually go to montreal. yeah, beaver tail. the story behind it is, since beaver is like the official animal here, they make beaver tails into something eatable so that people will remember going to montreal. what they do is, when its tail falls off (u know like lizards) they collect the tail and fried it. and put chocolates and sweets on it. believe me they are super delicious!

ok of kos i bluffed. no such thing as real beavers tail. its just a fried dough shaped exactly like beaver's tail. its like a tradition when outsiders come to montreal the people here will make up the story abt the tails falling off and make food out of it. and farihah sold the story and i totally bought it. cis. tapi sangat sedap i shud get another one before coming home :D

we hung around for a bit while waiting for hanim to come. she wanted to join my jakun journey. and when she showed up, we went to Habitat 67, its a posh residence only for the rich and the famous. the building looks real crazy from afar, i was like, err korang, that a building? but when we drew closer (after few miles of walking embracing the heavy sprinkles) i found it really cool i wish i could have a unit there ok super impossible.

it was so cold and sprinkling and the wind blew harsh. i wouldnt say it was pouring because the rain was so mild as if somebody just sprinkles at you. but later the sprinkles became a bit heavy. at then the temperature became soo low it was ridiculous. i got myself a brainfreeze. i couldnt even speak properly mcm org cacat. we decided to take a cab to go the metro station because it was just so impossible to walk back for a few miles under such condition. mati kesejukan kot. cey pdhal hanim n farihah mcm rilek gile je. it was 7-ish in the evening.

oh shawl yang kakyong bagi sgt berguna sebab tebal!

on the way back to the metro station we passed by hotel continental it was really beautiful.

we took a train till mcgill station and that was where we parted ways. me to cote vertu and them to their places. it was 11-ish pm. i took 177 bus back to place cote vertu and walked back to the hotel. it was fre.e.z.in.g. tabah betul saye mengharungi onak dan ranjau.

i met this kid in the bus stop while waiting for the bus. budak ni sangat peramah dan comel. maybe he saw me turning blue freezing and then he asked,

is it that cold?
yeah. is it not for you?
hmm it is but i like it.
are you alone out here
no im with that guy (while pointing at a big guy outside of the bus stop)
oh. your dad?
no
your big bro?
no
ooh ok. (ok takkan kene culik plak tapi takpelah biar je la sape saye dah takde mood nak sembang2)
uhh actually he's my mom's boyfriend
ooh i see
he's pretty nice
ah i can see that

and then my bus came.

and that was only saturday.
there's another story about sunday. hoho

ok thats about it. sekian cerita yang sangat panjang.
congratulations to those who made it up to this line :B