pierce the veil

the day

        I wake up in the morning and I remember what today is faster than I remember what my name is. November 24th, the only Monday I will ever be excited for. The only day I've been thinking about for five months, the only day that made me break down in cry–in a happy way.

        I begin to laugh and I cover my face with my soft hands, soon to be touched and shook by my favorite people; Pierce The Veil and Sleeping With Sirens. I had anticipated this moment ever since I knew it was going to happen, which was July 21st. It was the day the world tour for the two bands were announced, and  I had found out the second it was announced. I called my friend, Tessa, yelling about it. At first she complained that I broke her ear, but then she realized what I said and broke my ear. We agreed to go together. I quickly went to the ticket website, and bam. VIP tickets were $75. I wasted some time staring at it, waiting to see an extra "0" pop up behind it. But it remained the same, and I completely freaked out and got the tickets. Even though that much money was usually a lot to me, at that moment it seemed like nothing. 

        I'm meeting Pierce The Veil and Sleeping With Sirens, was my only thought for the next five months.

        So many times I had played what it would be like through my head. So many times I thought of would could go wrong. So many times I cried just thinking about it. So many times I was unsure of whether I wanted to live or not, this was my excuse to keep going. This concert and meet and greet that's today, it's everything to me. It's all I thought about for five months, yet I feel like I'm not ready at all. I'm not ready to walk up to my two favorite bands and act like I'm a normal human being. But I have to.

        I had written a letter for Vic a few days ago. I wanted to write a letter for him since the day I got the tickets, but I knew so much would change since then. So I decided I'd wait until a few days before to tell him everything I need to, and I did. I managed to fit it in three full pages, fold it, and push it neatly into an envelope. My whole life was on that three paged letter. I guess you can say I wrote it because I wanted him to remember me, I don't want him to look at me for five seconds and then just forget me when I'm gone. I want him to know my story, I want him to know how he's helped me. I told him about my hobbies, passions, family, friends, job, childhood memories, heartbreaking moments, everything I thought he'd want to know. I added my phone number and address on the bottom, just so he can let me know if he's read it or not. I mentioned how important it is that he does contact me, too. I will be pretty upset and shocked if he doesn't contact me, but I'm sure he's a busy guy who doesn't have time for my shit.

        Now let me tell you about myself, just like I did for Vic. I'm Maddi. I'm 25 even though I don't feel like it. I was successful with high school and college, but I still haven't found out anything I want to be except for a writer. And right now, writing can't save me. I'm not doing good money wise, I'm working at a record store and writing. My writing is doing good, I just have the inability to finish my works. And therefore, I can't sell anything that's incomplete. I end up starting something completely new, and never finishing that. I was too close to being in debt, and I knew getting the tickets wouldn't help me. But I can't think about that right now, I'm meeting my idols.

        Luckily, my boss let me off today. Me and my boss are actually pretty good friends. I had came to the record store tons of times when I was in middle school, and he had offered me the job in high school. Clearly, I've been working there for a long time, and I'm still not sick of it. I'm not sick of the pleasant smell of new and old records, the nice sight of teenagers who were like me making good record choices, or the annoying girls complaining about there being no One Direction records. I always enjoyed that.

        Tessa and I agreed to meet up at the Paramount at 12pm. That's where the concert and meet and greet will be taking place. We're supposed to arrive there before 4pm, so we're arriving very much earlier, as we agreed on. We both have the same amount of love for these two bands, which makes me happy because it made it easier to make decisions. And the decisions we made were usually the craziest ones, which was great. I quickly put on the clothes I’ve been planning to wear for a long time; a muscle tee I made that had Pierce The Veil and Sleeping With Sirens on it, with high-waisted denim jean shorts. I put on my black combat boots and was quickly racing to meet my idols in my car.