This is my first ever post written on my tiny iPhone using the WordPress app. I really don’t know how people can blog using their phone. The most I’ve ever written using a phone was when I had to take notes for a class using just my iPhone and my handy-dandy Evernote app. It was not fun and my fingers lost feeling after the class. Where am I going with this?

Firstly, pardon my numerous grammar and other errors in my blog posts. I noticed that I usually never edit them once I’ve written them and I like to write posts in one go. My posts are usually out of spontaneity and once I’ve written them, I post them and never look back. Why do I digress so much?

Anyways, this post was supposed to be for Montreal, I’ve dedicated this entire post just to Montreal and how it has treated me well. I will miss you when I leave next week, you have done me well. Although I’ve only been here for a mere three years, I felt like it has become a second home for me. It has become a sanctuary for me from home, maybe even an escape from home. I come here to escape from home and I go home to escape school. Ok, I’m overreacting because I’m only leaving for six months but half a year is quite a long time. It’s a weird feeling for me, almost like I don’t want to leave.

I will miss being able to travel from one part of the town to the other just by walking, how close and convenient it is to just go up the mountain whenever I want to relax and get away (it’s more like a big hill). I will miss the rude and not-so-rude French people, the number of times I’ve felt safe walking home alone at 3am, and the audacity of people hollering at you on the streets late at night. Not to mention the campus, how easy it is for me to get from one end to the other in less than 10 minutes (more time to sleep), the college environment, the number of times we’ve stayed up late at night studying in the library (too many perhaps). There are so many more things I will miss but one blog post is not enough to describe what Montreal has done for and taught me, so I will write more when I truly leave.

Now I kind of understand why people from Montreal won’t leave the city. After a while, you tend to fall in love with it when you least expect it. Honestly, I might even miss the snow, not the snowstorms though, those are pretty shitty.