Hola. This is one of your webmistresses, the incredible edible Ash. Now, Kelly usually runs things 'round here, but this is about me, damn it, therefore I get full control! Once again....MUWHAHAHAHAHA!!!! Um...heh...sorry, anyway, let's just face it. I'm a truly dedicated Backstreet fan. I've been a fan since I was twelve (now a proud 16 and 6 months, damn it), and I have collected a lot of stories concerning myself and the Boys. These are my experiences, my adventures...my war stories, all revolving around the Boys.

1. Perhaps the funniest story of all is the Movie Theater story. I was at the movies with what seemed to be sixty people one fine Friday night. We all had went to see Drive Me Crazy, and needless to say, I was getting restless. I think I have ADD. I cannot keep stil for the life of me. Anyway, I was getting bored, when all of a sudden, I heard IWITIW. I freaked. I also got this really "smart" idea, so I took out my lighter and started waving it around like one would at a concert. Everyone's laughing at me, and all of a sudden, my friend bumps into my arm, and the lighter goes flying. It lands on the ground, but it doesn't end there. Someone had dropped a bag of popcorn...apparently artifical butter is HIGHLY flammable. It wasn't a bad fire, but it was enough to get me permanently banned out of that theater.

2. The story of how I got my first copy of Millennium is a story in itself. All right, I had been waiting for May 18 for months in anticipation for this CD. I couldn't skip school, because I had missed too many days, so right after school, my mom picks me up and heads for Best Buy. We park, get inside, and IT'S A MADHOUSE. It's clearly obvious that they had been taken over by the teenys, and they were not equipt to handle the evil beats. So among the chaos, I start to search the store for a copy of Millennium. Teenys are fighting, screaming, and squealing, but I ignore it and instead find a stray copy of Millennium in the video game department. I'm happy and heading up to the counter, when someone trips me and steals the CD before I can get up! The teeny runs off, and I get up, screaming, "Hecksay naw, bitch! Give me back my CD, you cock-sucking cunt!" Yes, I realize that was very vulgar, but I was pissed. Anyway, I run at this teeny, and tackle her from behind. We start wrestling for the CD, but she has some teeny friends with her, who try to get me off their fellow teeny. Well, my hair was long at the time, and that day, I was wearing it in a high braid on top of my head. So I start swingin' my head, and my braid hits these girls in the faces. They step back, and I grab my CD just as security is coming our way. My mom is laughing her ass off (because this isn't the last time I've had security called at Best Buy), and these security people, after I explained what had happened, are like, "Damn those Backstreet Boys for causing this." and I snap back, "Don't blame the Backstreet Boys! Blame the damn teenys!" Eventually, my mother and I were permitted to leave. She loves telling this story to anyone who will listen. I think I proved my fandom with this story.

3. Late one night, my mom, my brother, and I decided to go grocery shopping at three in the morning. Yeah. We're vampires. What about it? Anyway, so we're in the car, and since I've turned all my family to the Dark Side, we're listening to my Millennium CD. On the way there, I'm eating Pixie Sticks. And we're not talking just a few, we're talking bags upon bags upon bags here. We're in the middle of LTL as we get there, and we get inside. Well, by now, I am extremely hyper and ready to bounce off the wall. I'm waiting for my mom, who's taking forevah at the cat food, and I decide to jump on the back of the cart. I do so, and fly down the aisle...singing LTL at the top of my lungs. So I'm flying down the aisle, singing, and I reach my mom, who just ignores me. I turn my head back around, and I realize...I'm heading straight for the display of toilet paper. I can't stop the cart, though, so I crash into the toilet paper display. Aww yeah. I'm cool.

4. I went to the movies the other night and saw Romeo Must Die. I was in line with my friends, going to get popcorn when the guy in front of me turned around. IT WAS AJ. He had the sunglasses, the spiky hair, the goatee...everything except for the tattoos. I am close to freakin' out, but decide to take advantage of the situation. I have my camera with me, so I tap him on the shoulder, and he turns around. "Excuse me, but can I take your picture?" I ask. He asks why, and I reply, "Because, sweet thang, you look like AJ McLean, who is only the sexiest hottest bitch to ever grace this earth." The guy was like, "I don't know who he is, but you look pretty good yourself, so let's go!" I got a picture with him and everything. Aww yeah. I'm a pimp.

5. One day, after school, I was heading to my mom's car, and along the way there, I passed this blue car that....held AJ in the driver seat. This was the first time I had ever seen an AJ-lookalike and...well...I went a little crazy. To make a long story short, I saw him. I freaked out. I ran over to his car. I stuck my head in the window. He got scared. He took off. My mom laughed. My mom laughed a lot.

Don't you want to grow up to be just like me?!