I Want The Avalon Back.

2.22.09

Cool, POS is playing Harper's tonight and I can't go because it's 18+. My birthday is on Wednesday. We were going to go into the city for some birthday fun, but instead we're all just staying home. Me, my best friends, home, maybe working on a project, it'll be another Wednesday, except with a few candles. I was thinking about it the other day, why do birthdays have to be so special. I mean, I was thinking to myself "I want my birthday to be great! We have to do something really fun!" Why? It's just another day of the year. Day 56/365. Nothing special, I'll just have to write or say a different number when asked my age from now on.

I wanted to write something completely different. Maybe I'll just start here, stereotypical rant of missing and wanting. I haven't been to the new house of blues yet, I hear it's pretty amazing, but it just opened Friday. Senses Fail is playing in a few weeks there, and for the past few months I've been thinking about how bad I want to go. They were probably one of the very first bands I ever really liked, among a few other bands. There's a piece of paper on my wall that I ripped off the front of a magazine a little over four years ago. More specifically the first issue of AP I ever purchased. I didn't even know what AP was, I just bought it because senses was on it.

To the point, I'm praying I'll make it to see them, it's been a long time. But more specifically, I wish I was showing up at the Avalon to see them. I miss that place. I miss the memories. I miss the first time I ever went there with Talia. I miss the place where I first saw TREOS, and envy on the coast, and the time i missed senses fail and saosin because my mom thought I shouldn't be there.
I want the Avalon back.