It's 5 o'clock somewhere

~drunk in the paa-a-a-rk
baby all day~

Tam-tams jams + poutines --> Wine headaches at 4 in the morning

(GOOD LOOKIN' DANIEL FORGOT HIS PHONE IN THE PARK --> kiss on the cheek for rescuing it)

100% Hipster: Beaubien/Parc= Mile Ex

M was eyeing me while we waited for the bus.

M sat next to me on the bus.

M sighed "Jesus."

I looked at him.

Saw him holding a long white banner.

Asked him: "What is that?"

M: "It's paper, for an art party."

"Oh k00l"

~~ introduction + little talks~~

M: "You should come to this party, it's kind've illegal, it's by Poisson Noir."

"Oh I think I've heard of it, it sounds familiar, maybe I've passed by it?"

M: "No, *chuckle* it's underground"

"Oh, never mind, I have no idea what I'm talking about."

M: "But yeah, you should come! Bring friends. It's mostly Concordia students and my former roommate and I are painting this garden and there are projections and lights."

"Wow, sounds super k00l, yeah I'll probably stop by!"

I did. 

I've never seen so many men with long hair at once. 

I picked up a mirror: just look at yourself, haha and a jewel.

But even better, I found friends. 

Interesting night. I did not meet my bus friend (and I probably never will). Interesting night.

Mother tongues

Mundo lingo 100th Eco-Anniversary

Tonight was amazing. I met great people from all over the world, had simple and fun conversations and hope to continue with some friendships.

Tonight, I sleep with a smile on my face,
(Love you world)

Good night.