I'm Not a Fan; I'm a Belieber

I got the new Justin Bieber CD the day it came out. That is the same day he was on The View, and I giddily watched. The same week, I watched and DVR'd the Justin Bieber special and discovered that you could totally play "Boyfriend" in its entirety during a commercial break. I got the title of this post from that same special; it was written on a fellow Belieber's neon and glittered sign. Pure genius.

Anyway, back to the CD. It was advertised that some of the new CD's contained golden tickets that meant you won wonderful prizes like being the "One Less Lonely Girl" at the concert of your choice. When I opened my CD (in the car before I even sat down), I literally started hyperventilating. I HAD A GOLDEN TICKET. I felt a little guilty because I am a 22 year old college student. Some 14 year old girl probably would have made a better fit. And seriously, how embarrassing would it be for me to be sitting on that stage with a giant thing of roses and J. Biebs dancing around me? All of this flashed through my head before I realized that every single CD contained a golden ticket; you had to go online and enter the code on your ticket to see if you won.

Needless to say, I checked it the second I walked in the door. Apparently I didn't feel that guilty or embarrassed.

I did a screen-shot of the result. I'm too depressed to type it out myself, so you'll just have to read it.

Sorry I'm not as cool as you once thought.

P.S.- Ummm....have you heard about how Justin hung up on that one DJ during an interview? I hope my little Biebs isn't getting a big head. I only think he's the best because he's so nice. And why did he call himself Justin Johnson when he got pulled over by the cops for driving 100 mph? And I have defended him for the "Sixteenth Chapel" thing, but there's only so much I can do for him. Oh, Justin.