colleen and kristina's excellent adventure
alright, certain recent happenings in my life require a livejournal post. so here goes.
as some of you may recall me mentioning in previous lj posts, jc chasez, as in jc from nsync, visited some of the bars in rochester thursday night to premiere his new single and do a meet and greet. kristina and i found this out last week, and clearly, we HAD to go. because let's face it, i was possibly the biggest nsync fan in the entire world. and jc was my FAVORITE. i owed it to my thirteen-year-old self to meet him. and, well, also my twenty-year-old self. however, there was a teensy weensy problem: you had to be 21 and over with an id. this girl= not 21. and i have no fake id. so, my very helpful sister scanned my birth certificate into the computer, changed 1986 to 1985, and emailed it to me. well, her doctoring job was pretty crappy, so i went back in and spent 2 hours making it look legit (that's dedication, people!) However, this still left me trying to get into a bar using only a printed copy of my doctored birth certificate, and my fisher id.
so, cut to thursday night, after lots of complaining about having nothing to wear, kristina and i get all dolled up and head out. but first we have to go to the library to get my id back, since they decided to steal it, and then we were going to call the barfly limo to pick us up in front of haffey. well, kristina calls, and just got an answering machine. so we borrow a phone book from security, and proceed to call about a billion different cab companies, but none of them are running, apparently because of the weather. the people in security try to tell us that we should take this as a sign not to go out tonight. we try to explain that this is not just your average night out, but it's pointless. it's looking pretty doubtful that we'll be going anywhere at this point, so i start talking to god, like, "listen buddy, i know i haven't been to church in....forever, but please make this happen for me. and if not for me, do it for thirteen-year-old colleen. because thirteen-year-old colleen was a good girl who not only went to church, but also went to church school twice a week!" so, as a last resort, kristina calls her poor overworked boyfriend to drvive us there. so he drives all the way from rit, picks us up, and drives us to barfly.
we get there at about 11:45, and jc was supposed to get there at 11. so we get to the door, and i nervously present the guy with my lame-ass i.d. substitute. he studies it carefully for what seems like 10 minutes, and i'm pretty sure i'm gonna get thrown out on my ass, but then he says "alright, go ahead, but put this away and don't let anyone see it." score! so we get in, pay the cover, and wander around for awhile before discovering that jc already left. soooooo, we call a cab and freeze our asses off waiting for it. literally lost all feeling in our digits. but it finally arrives, and we ride over to the liquor room, our digits thawing out and starting to hurt really badly in the meantime. on the way there, i realize that since i actually got in to barfly with my phony id, i'm probably not going to be lucky enough to get into the bar where we might actually see jc.
so we get to the liquor room, and kristina asks the guy at the door if jc's been there yet, and he says he's not coming there, he's gonna be next door. so we go next door to liquid, and i get in no problem, and they say jc hasn't been there yet. so kristina gets a drink, and we meander over towards the dance floor. we spend the next several hours there, dancing with all sorts of sketchballs. ick. and as time goes on, our condition is progressively worsening. i am getting tired, kristina is getting hot, i develop a stomacheache, kristina starts saying every five minutes that her too-tight boots are making her legs numb, and she keeps nearly falling over. she starts hinting that she wants to leave, but i'm not willing to give up yet, and keep telling her to wait 15 more minutes to see if jc shows up. well, the dj starts saying that jc's coming up, and, like, "jc chasez in the hoooooouse," but we're like, wtf, when if he going to come out? we end up going to the bar to get some drinks, and as we're drinking, i see these people walk past us towards the door with sheets of paper in their hands. i peer over one girl's shoulder, and see that it's an autographed picture of jc, so i turn to kristina and go, "he's here, they have autographs!"
so we shove our way to the corner of the bar, and there's this little roped off area. kristina starts getting all excited, so i know she can see jc, but i have the gift of not being able to see things that are right in front of my face, so i can't spot him. but i don't want to ask her where he is, because i am ashamed :) so there's this big black dude manning the ropes, so kristina goes right up to him, and is like "HI!" he leans back to talk to this jacketed guy, who we assume is jc's manager, and he says we can come in. so the guy unhooks the rope, and we walk in. and all of a sudden i see jc, like 3 feet away from me. erhgwheuirwnieurbhy. madness. he's standing right there by the bar, drinking a bud light. which i have to say i was glad to see he was drinking such a regular guy drink, instead of some fancy schmancy "i'm a big star" mixed drink.
so kristina sees this girl sitting at the bar next to him, and recognizes her from fisher. she she goes up and starts talking to her, and after a minute, jc turns around to us and kinda looks at us in confusion, like, "uh....you came in here to talk to a girl you already knew?" it was adorable. so kris is like, "hi, i'm kristina!" and jc says "nice to meet you kristina", and shakes her hand. then he sees me leering creepily at him from behind her, and he sticks out his hand and says "hi!" now, here's the moment of my undoing. i had it all planned out ahead of time that i was going to say something totally cool about how much of a fan i was of his music and that i thought he was really talented, etc. i had, in fact, been planning this speech (just in case) since i was about thirteen. but when the time came and i was actually shaking his hand and he was looking in my eyes, my brain deflated and i went "oh my god i love you." not really the cool approach i had planned, but oh well, it was genuine. but it made him giggle, and i know at least leah remembers how fucking adorable his giggle is.
so he turns around to talk to the people he was talking to before,and kristina and i are basically like jkehbiujbiseubwid. but he turns around again and asks him if we can get a picture, and he's like "yeah of course." so he puts his bottle down on the bar, put his arm around kristina, and i fumble with the camera for a few moments before taking the picture. then she talks to him for a moment about her favorite song and he laughs again, saying he has lots of new material coming out for us.
so then she and i switch places and he puts his fucking ARM around me. JC. CHASEZ. whose poster used to hang on the ceiling above my bed. he now has his ARM around my WAIST! ridiculously surreal. so i try to focus on not over-smiling like a total dweeb, like i tend to do in pictures, especially when i'm excited (i was unsuccessful.) so she takes the picture, and then i try to actually say something meaningful like i really am a huge fan and i can't wait for his new album, etc, and he thanks me all adorably. of course, the whole time i'm speaking to him, all i can think about is that fact that he's treating me like a normal human being, when i am thinking "i used to eat fruit snacks with your likeness on them, and i still have all the empty wrappers saved in the original box in the back of my closet. like, if only he knew what an obsessive stalker i really was, he would run. so then we say goodbye and kris and i turn to walk away and jc GRABS MY ARM, pulls me back around towards him, and says "hey, it's getting pretty nasty out there, make sure you girls get home safe." !!!!!!!!! seriously?! he took a vested interest in my well-being! precious.
so then blah blah blah, we met a really cool guy and he bought us drinks and then we went home, etc.
so that was my jc encounter. which, i feel bad, because i feel i'm not as excited as i should be. because, a few years ago, this was like my absolute dream. fuck world peace and a cure for cancer, i just wanted to meet jc. it was just so surreal! but it was fun, and he was really cool. and honestly, i seriously am trying to be unbiased here, but i really honestly think he is the most attractive human being i have ever seen in person before. like, i always thought he was adorable, and for a few years thought he was the hottest guy on the planet. but he was just really attractive, in some unexpected ways. like, for example, he had possibly the bluest eyes i had ever seen. i always thought he had pretty eyes, but they actually really jump out at you in person.
so yeah, i know that was the longest recap ever, but you know how we do.
oh, and to add to the story...
http://sjfc.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=30389644&op=1&view=user&subj=47100046&id=47100046&ref=mf
a poorly linked visual aid. lj hates me.