Black cloud gaining.

This entry is long and, I assume, boring. Here is the readers digest condensed: CONVERGE RULED! Montreal is easy to get lost in, and this weekend was boring and tiring.

there is more and you can read it "I's so glad I don't have classes or work today."

That being said I'll now "Tarantino" this shit:

Monday - Web Design final assigned, this entails a 56 question on-line exam, a 4 page image map, and a 6 page website to be linked with semantic linkage (i'll spare you what that means but just know that 99.999% of poeple will NEVER use them and that NONE of the major web brosers support them.) I then owned my math exam ( I love that i took college calculus over at Platts and I get to Champlain and they put me in Collegic Algebra.)

Tuesday- "Critique" in digital imaging. The kids here need to grow some thicker skin and learn to take criticism... and learn to give it. Serriously, tell you that i think you should have cropped your image and given it higher contrast should NOT be insulting. If you tell me my work is "SICK" and that you like it and offer me no points on where it needs work, just don't talk. My work is not perfect, don't tell me it is. That was followed by Graphic design, where we are yet to use the computers... what the hell was I thinking Transfering to this place?

Weds - Long... had math and learned that I, as I had suspected, destroyed the mid term... those polynomials sure are tough :sarcasm:. That was followed by hanging out at Edwin's between classes and falling asleep on his unmade bed after gorging myself on skittles (I dont know why I eat those damn things my fucking jaw sounds like its got sand in the joint for a week after.) I woke up just in time to drive like an asshole down mainstreet and to get there with 2 minutes to spare, I know that I rule, you don't have to tell me. English was basic and boring as it has been, I feel like a fucking freshman, i took all this shit before.

Thursday - I don't have classes, which rules. I do, however, work. I work a long ass shift too. 4pm to midnight, but I'm usually stuck there until later. This Thursday I was stuck there until 12:45 because the old men of the oldman hockey league that plays Thursdays wouldn't get the fuck out of the locker rooms. So i sat and waited, with all the doors locked and only one row of lights on and a broom in hand, to sweep up their shit that they can't toss out on their own. Got home and realized that I had a drawing due for digital Imaging in the morning. So I busted out a angry looking old bald man, it turned out quite nice and as I have been working with it I have grown fond of it. I named him Monsuier Borcridoux.

Friday - Got 4 hours of sleep... got to class and most people didn't do the drawing and there was no penalty for it. I was pissed about that, we're in fucking college, if you don't to the assignment you should fail the assignment. I went and paid my car insurace after class and essentially emptied my bank account. English was stupid as always, we turned in our critiques we had to write and then watched about 2/3 of Shallow Hal, I really felt like it was a worthwhile class to attend, especially when all I was thinking about was the fact that Converge was that night. Class ended and I basically ran to my car.

*Enter the weekend*
To set this up, I fucking love Converge, they are pretty much my favorite band but I haven't had the opportunity to see them before (I did but we were stupid kids then).

Traffic was LAME, I was hoping to get gas before picking up Chris, Jen(n), and their friend Jesse, but traffic didn't allow that. It took 20 minutes to get from Maple St. to Spear St. and I had to Pick the dudes up at 3:30. I was late, but Jen(n) wasn't there yet anyway so it wasnt a big deal. She showed moments after I got there with the dirrections (that we would fuck up hard) and food. thank god for Jen(n) (this won't be the only time she saves the day.)She also cursed us by letting us know that there was a 100% chance of rain.

We filled up and were on our way to the grat white north by 4, which was orriginally the plan anyhow. we got to montreal with little difficulty, once we got there, the chaos started. Map Quest was getting us where we needed to go pretty much, but both chris and I were on edge, City driving just isn't our thing, we live in the wrong state to get good at it. we missed one exit in the tunnel and it was all over. we spent an hour+ driving all over the place trying to retrace our steps. we did so too well and ended up back on the champlain bridge. I got us off the bridge and then headed back the right way, only problem NO MERGE LANE coming off the park onramp. I clenched my ass and gunned it as fast as my stupid Volvo would go and thankfully didn't die.

After a whole lot more of my awful driving (this was a severly ego damaging trip for me as far as my driving abilies are concerned) we started listening to Jen(n) again and using the terrible little map mapquest throws on at the end of the dirrections she did some magic and got us to the venue. Thank God for Jen(n). We parked with little problem and got to the show in perfect time to get our tickets and get inside.

Mare: nothing special, droned out and long with lots of chorused vocals.
Cursed: boring.
Terror: These guys put on a rad show, not normally a huge fan of them but I deffinately enjoyed the set.

CONVERGE: FUCKING OWNED! Opened with First Light>Eagles Become Vultures. Played some really classic stuff and covered a lot of my favorites. The Broken Vow, Concubine, The Saddest Day, Black Cloud, Last Light, Homewrecker, Conduit. It ruled. The bands had been wearing facepaint all night for some reason, as some kind of joke. Kurt came out with a damn heartagram on his face, it was hillarious, and Nate looked like a member of KISS. by the end of the set Kurt had sweat so much that it looked like he had drawn eyebrows, whiskers and a goatee on. Jacob sweat like 40 gallons. They played perfectly and Jacob was charismatic and energetic as hell. It was perfection.

The crowd was wicked lame, 90 pound guys and 200 pound girls.

{Me:"They're all gonna say, 'look at the two fat kids going at it on the dance floor!'"

Chris:"Yeah, I think were probably a pair of the bigger dudes here."
Me:"Yeah, but were also skinnier than all of the girls here."}

They were all wearing the same black Converge jacket they bought so they could look cool at school on monday. NOT a single one could dance. Most were drinking and obnoxious and a few were trying to grope Jen(n), not too cool.

The trip out of Montreal and Home was much less exciting and the trip in. It was raining still and I might have said that "Jen(n) is the reason it rains." Once out of the city it was just a low key 2 hour trip, spent most of the time just chatting with Chris, Jen(n) and Jesse just sort of dozed or relaxed in the back not really saying much.I dropped the dudes off on spear st. at quarter of 2. I cruised home, desperately trying not to hydroplane, got in around 2:15, got to sleep around 2:45

Saturday: got up at 5:30 in order to get to work for 6:30. I was tired and sore. It went as most Saturdays go, I drank my weight in coffee and harrassed the hell out of the girls in the snack bar. I wasn't driving too well and missed a spot on an icemake, ohwell.

later that evening Noel calls me and begs me to work the sunday morning snack bar shift because neither of the idiots scheduled were going to show up and neither had gotten anyone to cover for them. Should have gone to bed earlier cause at this point the most sleep I had gotten in the last two days was the 4 hours i got thursday night. But I didnt go to bed earlier because i still had that webdesign exam hanging over my head.

Sunday: worked the morning snackbar shift all by myself. It SUCKED, if the two assholes that missed shifts work while I am supervisor, my god have mercy on their souls. I made 8 dollars in tips which I put into my gas tank.


I got home took a shower, Jess was home for the weekend so she came over around 6. Chris (my brother) was the only one home home with us so we took him to dinner so he wouldnt have to be stuck home all alone, then after we all went to see Corpse Bride :HIGHLY RECOMENDED:. After that came home and worked on my webdesign exam, finnished it around 3am and went to bed not to wake up until 1:30 Monday.

I woke up and thought "I'm so glad I don't have classes or have to work today."

and with that my story comes full circle.

Playlist:
Converge-When Forever Comes Crashing
Snapcase-End Transmission
Botch-We Are The Romans
Converge-Jane Doe
Social Distortion-S/T (I don't know why I was in the mood for this, but it rules.)

While writing all this I realized I need to update more often so my posts aren't short novels.