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Alright, so here’s my recap of what happened at the amazing Massachusetts date of the My Small Package Tour. My friend Kazue and I arrived late to the concert because we were alright with skipping the first two opening bands since we didn’t know them. Now that I think about it, I kind of wish we got to see them, though (they were Before You Exit and City Comma State). When we arrived at the venue, Middle East (downstairs), there was no band playing. So we headed straight to the merch booth. I was looking for Vinny Vegas, All Time Low’s merch guy, but there didn’t seem to be anyone selling the merch at the time. We were l

LOL @ how basically all of my journal entries are about music, concerts and ATL. So I wanted to drone on and on about bands and stuff, because I can. If you don't want to read this crap, I suggest you stop now. Anyway, your favorite band. What is someone's so called "favorite band"? Your favorite band isn't your favorite just because of the music. Well, yes, obviously, that's a damn near big part, but it's also their personalities. Through their music, you can get to know them so well. It's that finding out they're not coming to your city ruins your day, week, and even month. And if you've seen them live, you can recall that night in great

So why blame it on me? Even if I am at fault. Maybe you should point the finger at the past years, and the tears behind your back are falling. Falling. Everything's a losing lecture when I take in the bigger picture. I'm always nothing but bad news. To forget the way you always pretend to know who I am. It's all one big boulder of cliché rolling down the hill of teenage life. But you can just place the blame on this willing yet heavy heart. Leave it to your conscience of course. "Are you doing your best this time?" Well don't you know that my best is locked away tucked inside a wooden box weighed down by all the