My IF3 Story

I tried this once already but something happened when i sent it and it all got erased so here we go...
When i first heard about the IF3 it was something that i really wanted to go to but i didnt think it would be possible.  Then last weekend i met someone who was going to be going that lives in town so i then knew i would be able to.  On thrusday i called Conner (the one who was going) to see what the deal was.  He said that because his friend was a photographer for freeskier that there would be to much gear in the car to fit a 4th person.  Deffanatly understandable i wasnt about to make people pile in with huge camera bags all over the place.  Anyway 3 people from my dorm were going up to montreal to party on St. Cathrine street so i figured i could catch a ride with them.  They said it was no big deal i would just have to split a hotel room with them.  I was so pumped at this because that ment i had a ride to montreal and a place to stay for the first night.  So we get up to the border around 5 everything goes smooth and were in montreal and in the hotel room by 630.  I knew I was going to miss some of the early stuff going on, no big deal its still worth the trip.
Anyway so we get set up and i was trying to get my friends that i went up with to walk around and help me find the place.  (It would have been much easyer to find if I didnt loose the paper with the name of the place and directions to get to it) My friends didnt want to do anything but go to a strip club so I decided i would set off in montreal by my self.  This was a stupid idea because A) i know almost no french B) I was alone in the biggest city i have ever been in and C) i had no idea where the fuck i was going. So anyway i started out across montreal hoping to just happen on a sign that would tell me where the IF3 is or meet someone who looked like a skier who might be able to show me the way.  by around 10:30 i still didnt find the place and it started to pour out.  It was raning real hard so i decided to duck under a bus stop to wait a few minutes and figure out what i would do.  When i was chillin in there 4 girls came in on their way to a club.  They were drinking straight vodka and offered me some so i wasnt about to turn that down, by this point i was pissed and about to give up and just go party.  I ended up just having my friends come meet up with us and we went to a club where i got drunk then passed out in my hotel room.

I came so close to the IF3 but got Pwned by Montreal.

I know its long and there are probably tons of grammer mistakes but to be honest i dont care