I'm a Belieber

I used to mock all victims of Bieber Fever. I even used make fun of his hair, but I didn't know any better then. I had a change of opinion when I saw the movie Never Say Never, a true masterpiece. I went in thinking it would be a fun movie and I might even get a few laughs out of it. I tend to go into movies with low expectations, that way I never feel as though  I've wasted my time. But this was no waste. First of all, he can actually sing. Not like all those people whose voices are all auto tuned. His singing is all him. The way he became famous was pretty cool too, he wasn't just a rich little brat who wanted an album. He actually had to work a lot to get his music out there.

He honestly seemed like a real person in the movie, and he was pretty cool and funny. I think one of his concerts would be really cool to go to. Especially if I was chosen as the "one less lonely girl" for the song. Holy shit that would be crazy. Besides a charming personality and dynamite hair, his songs are pretty good too. I must say his first hit "One Time" may be my fave, though "Never Say Never might have trumped it. I think people when they learn that a sixteen year old boy wrote a song, people try to pretend like they don't like it or it's "stupid". Yeah, okay, whatever you say guy-who-has-"Baby"-on-his-ipod. People just hate on him because he's rich, talented, and girls love him. YEAH THAT'S RIGHT NICK CHO.


I happened to have a dream last night involving Justin Bieber. In my dream, I went to one of his concerts in this small, flowery-patterned (I don't really know why) arena and it was packed. I don't remember much from this concert, but apparently we went the next day again and there weren't very many people, so me and my cousin got to go on stage. It was super great, but the best part was I  got to hang out with him after the concert (I distinctly remember a part walking in the grass across from near a Steak N' Shake and hoping we wouldn't go in since I had recently sworn off Steak N' Shake food due to its high calorie count), and I invited, and slightly begged,  him to come over for dinner and he, amazingly, agreed. So we went to my house, and I swear during all of this I was convinced it wasn't a dream, so I went upstairs to get my camera to get pictures with him. Then I woke up. I was quite upset. Not only did I not get to eat dinner with him, but I also didn't get pictures with him.


I mean, honestly, just look at what I missed out on.