Montreal Day 2

I had the. Worst. Morning. Ever. I had to wake up at 10:00. Then i had to take a shower in a very squeezed space. With a fly somewhere in the premises coz i lost track of it. But then i ate a nectarine and it was all cool. We went to timmies for breakfast and i wrapped up my blt for lunch later. Then we went on the subway. Transferred (see Day 1) and now we're in St. Joseph's Oratory. Them candle altar things are cool stuff. I'll write more when we go somewhere else. Now we're going up the elevator in the Oratory. They have a picture timeline of brother Andre's life. Still no idea what he did. Oh. Apparently Brother Andre founded this Oratory. They have his heart on display. Like. Actual heart. Creeeepy. Just walked along a path that had Jesus's entire life carved out in stone. As you walk along the path you see statues. The statues tell Jesus's story along the way. Walkway description complete. Oh wait. It appears i got my Christian wrong. Apparently Jesus had 12 followers. There were around 12+ statues. 12 statues with 12 different followers taking turns carrying one cross. And one of the followers got Jesus staked on the cross. So that was the story the statues told. Walkway description version 2 complete. Lunchtime. Mmm....BLT. Also, i forgot to mention, i got a bug bite. Luckiky one of our travel companions had some "Melagel." So now it doesn't itch.

Edit : I WAS WRONG. SO WRONG. THE MELAGEL WORE OFF. IT ITCHESS!!!! It ITCHESS!!!!

SUBWAAAYY. Lots of transferring. Blue line to orange line to green line. My god. Subways are sooo hot. Stupid undergroundness.

Aha! We found a mall. Place Montreal Trust. That means relaxing on benches and A/C. Shoppity Shop Shop Shopping time. By shopping I mean the girls shop and the men go find a seat.

LOLOLOLOL My dad just told me a story about when he was 17. His brother's friend lent him a 0.45mm bullet airgun. His brother then lent it to my dad who shot it at a small bird around 25 meters away on a electric line (pretty much a telephone line ( he hoped to take it, bake it, and eat it ) The bullet just skimmed the bird's head. Then the bird fell to the ground. Alive. So my dad goes downstairs ( He was on the third or second floor of the house ) and he picks up the bird takes it into the house and tries mending the wound. But the bird died shortly after. My dad was then too sad to eat it. It was funny because at first I thought that the bird died of shock. But then it got unfunny. For. Some. Reason. :l BACK TO WALKING. LATER.

Just saw a few cosplayers. Cool stuff. Noo idea who they were. That is all. They looked okay. Not bad. But then again. No idea who they were.

K waaay more cosplayers. I swear there's some cosplay convention somewhere. In fact, i bet 10 dollars. I wanna go. But no idea where. Saw an edward elric (male) and a pikachu (female). Saw a yuffie kisaragi (female) a ash ketchum (male) the power stone main character (male) 3 akatsuki (2female) (1male) another ash ketchum (kidmale). Forgot to mention, saw a fail cosplay/anime choses store. But now It's time for another asian dinner so no more cosplay. More later.

Well they wouldn't fix the beef in one of the dishes so we left. Coz my pappers don't eat beef. Back to Keeung Kee we go. 15-20 minute wait this time tho. Saw a female pink-haired Altaïr.

OHHH MYY GOD. THAT FOOD WAS SOO GOOOOD. Bye bye 3 bowls of rice and hello stomach lump. I can't even flex what little abs i have now ;(

Subway time again. Saw two people dressed up as the Kagamine twins. So I ask my dad for the camera and take a good-enough picture of them. But i try taking another picture but it turns out crappy. So i say out loud "that's a crappy photo." I then delete the bad one. Afterwards my mom asks me to take another picture of the subway coz it's old. So i do that. Then later, i give the camera back to my dad. My mom comes over and asks the pappy to show her the pictures. So my dad turns on the camera, looks at the subway picture, then scrolls over to the okay version of the photo of the twins. Thinking that it's the bad copy, he presses the trashcan icon. I shouted out but his finger had already started its course over to the "yes" button. And poof. There goes the picture. I then spazz out at my dad and I am currently in a state of intense rage towards him. But since something within me won't let me keep a grudge towards someone for more than a day, I'll probably unintentionally forgive him. But still CANNOT BELIEVE HE DELETED THAT PHOTO. They were dressed up pretty well. Blonde with correct clothing. Pretty accurate heights too. Waaahh. <;( / >:(

Saw a like....7 year old kid toting a ipad. lol.