bob dylan

i cannot tell you ow nice it was to be outside of valleyfield.
last night my host parents were amazing enough to drive me and my work homologue to monteal to see bob dylan.
honestly, the show was alright. but it was inside, i was sitting, it was warm, and even though it was $7 for a beer, there was beer. (and no line ups!)there were times when i was so absolutely blown away by the fact that bob dylan was standing there, singing. hes almost 80 years old. it mustn't be easy... but his voice was still the same.
there was beaucoup de monde there, and it felt really weird to be with so many people.
stylish people. people you dont find in small towns in brazil, and in valleyfield.
i wanted to be friends with everyone. but unfortunately it was a really big, middleaged anglophone who sat next to me at the concert. nicole was right when she asked why it couldnt have been a goodlooking guy. but whatever.
i miss the city so much. walking around in the freezing cold last night in montreal was honestly a feeling i cant describe.
if york continues to strike till january, i mght just stay in montreal.

officially warned

friday i got a written warning!
"to be fair to the others who got warned for not showing up to rake leaves"
2 completely different situations.
but whatever, 1 warning in 5 months is a good ratio.
2 more warnings and im coming home, you guys.
i'm getting close!

goodbye chris.

yesterday afternoon after getting home from work, i was informed that instead of going to work the next morning, we were expected to be at a meeting with the supervisors.
after much speculation and general consensus that it would be about the fact that some of the group had failed to fulfill their responsibility as participants when they missed out on a park clean-up that had been scheduled with the community, it came up that some people were disgruntled by the fact that a couple days before the park clean-up, i, along with lorna and ayman, had ditched a planned obligatory group activity that involved a bike ride along the bike path that runs through the city. apparently people thought that it was a lack of respect for the group.

this morning when we arrived, it was announced to us that Chris would be leaving the program.
He had acquired 3 warnings throughout the course of the program, and the final one was because of the fact that he was sick and he didn't go to the park clean-up without first calling the supervisors who didn't know.
5 months in the program. there is one month left.
after three warnings, you get sent home.
after this was announced, fingers were pointed, immaturity reigned, and the fact that the three of us had ditched a group activity was raised.
yes, thank you. an eye for an eye. your brazilian friends got a warning for not coming to help us clean up the park, and so you must rat us out.
so after a little bit of a group circle jerk, and putting on a good face for Chris' sake, it dissolved into a coldwar of sorts. more fingers were pointed, EVERYONE'S opinion needed to be shared. and although i thought it would be needed to get everything out on the table and air some shit out, it did not help.
i'm ready for a fight. when it comes down to it, i don't mince my words. and although everything has been plastered over for now, i still have a lot to say. 5 weeks is still a lot of time.

the rest of the day, i spent with chris... i bought him his first and last poutine here in valleyfield. we went to a secondhand store... and me, ayman, elliot and lorna chilled with him for a little bit in tim hortons. after, some of us gathered at chris' house to see him off. his bus leaves tonight at 10pm for Quispamsis, New Brunswick.
It's so incredibly sad to see him go, especially for such a slight infraction. 5 months together, and he's not just one of the participants, but he's also become a good friend, and like a little brother.
We looked out for each other, and I remember always asking how he was and how he was feeling in Brazil, when I knew he was feeling very homesick. We've done some incredibly random shit together, and I have some really stupid videos of him doing stupid shit.
Outside of the program I don't think I would have met anyone like him, or if I had, I probably wouldn't have gotten to know them as well as I got to know him.
This does nothing to help the group's motivation or energy...
We're one Canadian down. And although it still hasn't hit me yet, I'm sure it will once we get into a group again.
Bye Chris! Good luck! New Brunswick isn't that far away, come visit us in Central Canada sometime! We'll go to the CTG in Toronto.
I now have a reason to go to Quispamsis, NB.
We'll miss you!

clair de la lune

drunken midnight black-light bowling is only fun when all those elements are involved.

You guys...

I want to come home.


I miss my room, my laptop, my clothes, my house.
I miss driving, I miss the city.
I miss the hang outs that I could be having with you guys.

It would be bearable if I was having an amazing time here, but I'm not.
It just barely passable - helped along by the nights of heavy drinking that have now become routine.

6 weeks left. Just 6.
a month and a half.
(it's never seemed longer....)

if i had the money...

I would buy this for you Sasha:

orrr if it came in an XS.

But it doesn't and the S is out of stock so I can't even buy it for myself.

boo (n).

hope you guys had a good halloween!