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(Via MJ's Big Blog)

As soon as we pull up to the arena, we get off the bus where we are greeted with screaming fans, generally teenage girls in their t-shirts displaying their choice heart throb… holding up signs pleading either Cook, Archuleta or Castro to PLEASE marry them! Yep, this happens in every city, at every show, and then there are the nice parents that bring their cute kids… there they all await squished against the gate with their sweet homemade gifts, sharpies in hand, cameras ready for their moment to meet the boys of there dreams… and the rest of us, LOL:) I must say these fans are devout, getting their bright and early, and often times braving the hot summer temperatures. So with wet hair and no make up on, we drop our stuff in our dressing rooms and we head outside with the security guard to go meet the fans! This is quite the experience, fans can be so sweet, Please know that I am always SO grateful for the sincerity of fans, from a thoughtful letter, or just a simple compliment, It means a lot to me. Now if I could make a dollar for every time a fan asked me if I could go inside and get a David or Jason to come outside and sign their t-shirt, I would be a very rich woman! These girls are very serious about these guys, it’s pretty hilarious, and if I’m being completely honest, a little ridiculous! When the boys come out to greet fans, I often times have to cover my ears, because the screams are SO outrageously loud… I’ve seen girls hyper-ventilate, have a full on break down, I’m not kidding! I’m trying to relate and remember back to my teenage days when I had a little thing for Justin Timberlake when he was in ‘N Sync, I guess I got a little crazy when I went to their concert, hoped he would call me on stage of course, but not THAT obsessed, LOL!