It's here, it's finally here.
I've been fighting back tears. It feels surreal.
The day I've been looking forward to since October 30, 2007 has finally arrived. Over a year. Over a year I've been saying "I can't wait to hear these songs live!", over a year I've been hoping they'll come even an inkling close to me, a year filled with near hits and heartbreak.
But here it is. That day I felt would never come.
Call me obsessive, I know I do, but today means so much to me right now.
In a little over 20 hours from now I'll be 21 rows from the stage where the men I've loved, admired, respected, obsessed over, etc. etc. will be performing.
Now, don't get me wrong, I've seen them twice before, but each time they just get better, and I get more anticipative counting down to the date.
Why?
It's no big secret that they love, admire and respect me back. Not personally, of course, but grouped together with all their other fans. And I'm okay with that. I'm totally okay with that. Because Backstreet Boys fans kick fucking ass. I LOVE YOU ALL, ALL MY BSB GIRLS ON MY F-LIST. ♥
Anyway, I got sidetracked. Back to the Boys. Each album, they get a little closer to their fans. I think it's because they know music is changing and, sadly, every album there is a lot less people in the fanbase. So the ones that stay, well, we're fucking special to them. And they're not shy about letting us know that.
And that's why I love them.
They love us, and it feels real. Their words of "We love you guys! We have the best fans in the world!" isn't a thinly veiled attempt at getting us to pad their wallets. They don't care about the money. If it was all about the money, they would have left the scene years ago and not came back, lived off the royalties of Millennium and Black & Blue and been done. But they didn't.
They came back. They released Never Gone.
They came back again, albeit a man down (more on that later). They released Unbreakable.
"As long as there'll be music we'll be coming back again."
I know, I know... just lyrics in a song, right? Maybe, but they're sure as shit trying their damndest to live up to those words. Sure, they can't live up to it forever and when the words finally become a lie I'll be heartbroken, because I can't imagine my life without them in it, but I know it'll be for a reason, because they can't do this forever.
Which brings me to the man they're down. Kevin. I understand he had his reasons for backing out, and whatever, but I can't help but feel... betrayed? (is that the word I'm looking for?) by him. It just feels, I don't know. Call me what you want, but I lost a lot of respect for him when he left.
Anyway, enough about that. Today isn't a day for me to brood and cry and be bitchy. Today is going to be the best day of my year and I'm too fucking happy to give a fuck about anything else.
KTBSPA! :D
The day I've been looking forward to since October 30, 2007 has finally arrived. Over a year. Over a year I've been saying "I can't wait to hear these songs live!", over a year I've been hoping they'll come even an inkling close to me, a year filled with near hits and heartbreak.
But here it is. That day I felt would never come.
Call me obsessive, I know I do, but today means so much to me right now.
In a little over 20 hours from now I'll be 21 rows from the stage where the men I've loved, admired, respected, obsessed over, etc. etc. will be performing.
Now, don't get me wrong, I've seen them twice before, but each time they just get better, and I get more anticipative counting down to the date.
Why?
It's no big secret that they love, admire and respect me back. Not personally, of course, but grouped together with all their other fans. And I'm okay with that. I'm totally okay with that. Because Backstreet Boys fans kick fucking ass. I LOVE YOU ALL, ALL MY BSB GIRLS ON MY F-LIST. ♥
Anyway, I got sidetracked. Back to the Boys. Each album, they get a little closer to their fans. I think it's because they know music is changing and, sadly, every album there is a lot less people in the fanbase. So the ones that stay, well, we're fucking special to them. And they're not shy about letting us know that.
And that's why I love them.
They love us, and it feels real. Their words of "We love you guys! We have the best fans in the world!" isn't a thinly veiled attempt at getting us to pad their wallets. They don't care about the money. If it was all about the money, they would have left the scene years ago and not came back, lived off the royalties of Millennium and Black & Blue and been done. But they didn't.
They came back. They released Never Gone.
They came back again, albeit a man down (more on that later). They released Unbreakable.
"As long as there'll be music we'll be coming back again."
I know, I know... just lyrics in a song, right? Maybe, but they're sure as shit trying their damndest to live up to those words. Sure, they can't live up to it forever and when the words finally become a lie I'll be heartbroken, because I can't imagine my life without them in it, but I know it'll be for a reason, because they can't do this forever.
Which brings me to the man they're down. Kevin. I understand he had his reasons for backing out, and whatever, but I can't help but feel... betrayed? (is that the word I'm looking for?) by him. It just feels, I don't know. Call me what you want, but I lost a lot of respect for him when he left.
Anyway, enough about that. Today isn't a day for me to brood and cry and be bitchy. Today is going to be the best day of my year and I'm too fucking happy to give a fuck about anything else.
KTBSPA! :D