Thursday, February 10, 2000:
6:00am-I wake up for school, unfortunately.
7:20am - First bell rings at school...
10:05am - I leave school..WOOOHOOO!!!!
11:55am - I arrive at the Greyhound Bus terminal at the metro station.
12:20pm - The bus arrives and I'm on my way. By this point I'm ready to burst at the seems from excitement.
3:40pm - The stupid fuckin' idiot of a bus driver takes a wrong turn and it turns out that for the past 30 min. he'd been going the WRONG FUCKIN' WAY. So he turns around and goes back in the same direction, another 30 min. Meanwhile, I'm goin' crazy cuz I had to be on the next bus at 4:55 for the rest of the trip up to State College.
4:15pm - The idiot bus driver finally made it to the correct highway
5:00pm - Still not at the other bus terminal. By now I'm rubbin' the ribbon on my Valentine's Day present (it was a little plush dog) out of sheer nervousness.
5:07pm - Finally make it to the next bus terminal...THANK GOD the other bus driver was still waiting. I hastily grab my luggage and race to the next bus over, relief flooding over me when I finally sit down.
7:10pm - I finally arrive in State College. When we arrived, I grabbed my shit from the bottom of the bus and practically run inside. Erin and Amie are sittin' there waitin' for me. I run to them and give 'em both HUGE hugs. I thank them once again for havin' me come with them. We get into their car and head over to our motel.
7:15pm - We arrive at the room, they had already put all their stuff up and once I walked in, I was bombarded with a cigarette-smoke filled room...yuck. Oh well, it wasn't a big deal...the next day I was going to see the BSB concert!!!! We sit down and get slightly settled and immediately they tell me where the Backstreet Boys are staying. My jaw hits the floor and I ask them how they know. It was in the newspaper...the fuckin' NEWSPAPER! So I was all gung-ho to go straight to the hotel. But it was Amie's car and she hates driving in the dark, especially to places she's never been to before. So we didn't go, I was bummed, but I got over it.
7:40pm - We're hungry, so we decided to walk down to the Chi-Chi's to eat. We ended up eating very little of the food we ordered...pre-concert jitters. As I stand up (I had my BSB T-Shirt on) I notice a LONG ass table full of people. Some of them look familiar and I could swear a BSB dancer was sittin' there. The guy I thought was a dancer smiled at me. So we walk past the table on our way out and Erin recognized one of the ladies at the table as a woman who works with the tour. So we're freakin' out but didn't know what to do. We walk outside and we see two white vans (the kind the BSB use to get from hotel to venue) and it dawned on us full time that they in deed were with the tour.
8:50pm - We sit in the hotel room and I'm gettin' all jittery cuz those people were with the tour and there was no way in fuckin' hell I was just going to sit in the room. So I bring up my nerve to go back in to the Chi-Chi's. I pretend that I left my cell phone at the table and kindly ask the waiter if I can go check. So I do, and totally pretend like I really did lose the phone...he he he (sidenote: I would just like to add that I am no longer such an idiot about things. I look back on this and realize I was a damn teenybopper *cringes at thought*). I walk past the table again...the same guy smiled. Shortly thereafter I left...and once again, didn't say a word. I couldn't do it. I dunno why. But I couldn't. (another sidenote: I'm not even sure what the hell I WOULD say)
9:15pm - I'm back at the room and I told them how I chickened out once more. We talk for quite some time and then we hit the sack.

Friday, February 11, 2000 (the day of the concert):
7:30am - I wake up, start gettin' ready and wake up Erin and Amie in the process. We all take our showers and get dressed.
9:45am - We go to Eckerdts in hopes that they can fix Amie and Erin's camera or replace it...they ended up replacing it...so nice of them.
10:39am - We leave in search of the hotel. So we go in search of the hotel, permanent markers, cameras and pictures in hand. As we pass it up, we see 3 white vans...the same ones BSB use during their tours...bingo. It took Amie forever to find a spot to park and I was getting REALLY antsy by that point.
11:00am - We finally park and she asks, "Do we really wanna go to the hotel? Or should we go to the Bryce-Jordan Center?" Erin wanted to go to the Bryce-Jordan center in hopes of seeing them there cuz she really didn't think they'd be at the hotel. My heart about hit the floor. I really wanted to go to the hotel. So Amie asked me what I wanted to do. I said, "Well...it's up to you I guess, you're the one with the car" and she told me not to say that and tell her honestly. So I did, and I wanted to go to the hotel. So the decision was made. I had some photocards in my purse along with my permanent marker and camera in hand. They brought their camera also. As we approached the hotel, we see some other fans...only 6 others. That's when I knew we had come to the right spot, and all of us came at the exact same time..too freaky. Amie, Erin and I decided to actually go into the hotel with 3 other girls, another Erin, Lindsay and Amanda. We went up to the hotel lobby, leaving the 3 other girls standing outside. As soon as I stepped foot into the lobby I was like, nuh-uh. We gotta go back down, if we stayed in there we would miss them. So we went back down to the street level. Erin, Amie and I walked over to the left after we walked back outside to talk to the 3 girls that stayed behind. The 3 girls that went with us, Erin, Lyndsay and Amanda stayed sorta in the middle. Meanwhile, there was a tiny group of people standing off to the right. I turned around and saw the flash of a white hat, a very familiar white hat, turned backwards. I looked away and then quickly looked back, then the guy with the hat turned his head, and I saw a flash of a VERY VERY familiar sideburn. I squeaked out, "Amie that's AJ". She was like, "Huh? What?" So I said it a little louder and pointed, "That's AJ." I was absolutely stunned. I walked over to him, and sure enough, it was him, in the flesh. (Might I add, the man smelled DAMN good). What I hadn't realized until that point was that pictures did him absolutely no justice - the man is hot. I was at a total and complete loss for words. He was in conversation with his bodyguard and I assume the driver of the van. So I really didn't want to be rude. But I wanted his autograph so bad. Unfortunately, my voice still hadn't returned to me and my brain went on mental shut down. Finally I began to fidget with my purse to get the photocards out and the marker. And by then I had remembered to at least say, "AJ." And that did catch his attention, but once he looked at me I froze up and couldn't say anymore (cuz I was an idiot like that). Naturally, I couldn't find the photocard of AJ. I was frantically looking for it when Amie got my attention. She goes, "Bianca! It's Kevin!!" I whipped my head up real fast. When I spotted him, my breath caught in my throat and I started to breathe really really weird (I did mention that I was actin' like friggin' teenybopper back then). For a little while I was just too stunned to do much of anything but stare. At some point Amie and Erin had yelled AJ's name and waved goodbye, he was using that time to get into the van that was waiting for him. I pulled out the photocard I had of Kevin and my permanent marker to have him sign it. I asked him for his autograph and to pose for a picture with me. He said of course and I all but melted right there. That morning, his eyes were not the usual green... they had turned this light grey color. I presume it's cuz he had just woken up and due to the dark clothes he was wearing. They were absolutely beautiful. And he hadn't shaved yet, so it was all scruffy lookin'...just TOOOOOOOOOOO fuckin' cute and he had on a beanie hat, a turtle neck sweater and I think some track pants..or somethin' like that (yet another sidenote: I now realize that the clothing they wear really don't mean jackshit). Then he posed with me for pictures. He's friggin' tall...or I'm just really short. My head reached his arm pit. I was impressed by the fact that I could actually manage a smile, seeing as how my favorite Backstreet Boy had his arm around me and I was going nuts inside. So then he signed my photocard for me. Amie and Erin's stuff was in the car, so they used two other photocards of mine for his autograph (aren't I nice? LOL). Under normal circumstances they woulda NEVER gotten those things from me, cuz I'm a wench like that when it comes to BSB stuff - sue me. Kevin finished posing w/ppl for photos and giving everyone his autograph. I was standing to the side totally shaking like a leaf. He had to walk past me to get to the van. So he patted my back, waved goodbye and smiled at me - can I tell you, I about died. What that man can do to me...That's when Amie pulled me into a hug and she said, "You finally met him!! How do you feel? Oh my God, I'm so happy for you" I hugged her back and began SOBBING into her shoulder blade...I had just met Kevin, touched him, and gotten a photo w/him...woah. Too much for me at that point (It was that time of the month - I get entirely too emotional and it's not even my fault!).
11:20am - There were still 2 vans left and 3 Backstreet Boys to go. Amie and Erin still had their stuff in the car. So I made them hold my camera and give me the car key. I sprinted to the car, pulled out all the stuff I needed, including a picture for the rest of the Boys to sign.
11:21am - I return to the hotel with everything in hand. No one else had come out yet..so all was well. But I was still shaking like a leaf...but damnit, I didn't care. At some point I had called my mother to tell her what happened. And I swear to goodness she thought I had gotten hurt because my voice was so shaky.
11:30am - Brian walks out with his bodyguard. We made a mad dash for the door where he was comin' out of and his bodyguard had us all step back. Lemme tell ya, that man is absolutely gorgeous. He had a tan and his hair was sun streaked...just the way I like it. Some of the girls were asking him if he'd give us his autograph and pose for pictures...me...I was still star struck and at a total loss for words. He was like, "Sure I'll give out autographs." But he continued to walk to the van and we just stood there...like...oh. I guess he didn't wanna give autographs. But then as he stood in front of the van door, he looks back at us and reiterates, "I don't mind giving autographs" and gave us a look - kinda like, "what are y'all waitin' for?". I had my picture in hand and gave it to him to sign. But he didn't have anything to write with. So he asked me if he could use my marker to sign everyone's pictures. I told him of course and handed it over. So he signed my picture and everyone elses with MY permanent marker. And somewhere during that time he put the thing in his mouth..and damnit...I'm never letting another soul touch that marker as long as I live. When he was done he thanked me and I have a tendency to call people 'hon' and 'sweetie'. So I was like, "Anytime hon!" AHHHHHH...can't believe I actually TALKED...surprised the hell outta me. He couldn't pose for pictures since they were on a time crunch and he really needed to be at the arena. One of the girls in the crowd congratulated him on his engagement and he said, "Thank you. That means a lot to me coming from a fan." Grr...and that's what I wanted to say...but, like I said, my brain was on shut down. I could barely make coherent sentences, much less THINK. Brian and his bodyguard then left in the van and we were 3 down, 2 to go.
11:40am - Nick emerges from the elevator and head straight into the van. He told Billy (his bodyguard) that he didnt' want to give autographs today. But Amie was like, "Oh please Nick, I came all the way up from Florida" (Technically...not true, but it served its purpose). He was like, "Ok, let them over." So Amie handed him a poster she had taken out of my magazine to sign. He autographed it for her and then the next girl got hers and so on and so forth. Billy made sure that each girl only got one autograph and he wouldn't allow anything signed except for pictures. When I had gotten my autograph, I weaved my way around the crowd and tapped Billy on the shoulder. I thanked him for letting us get the autographs cuz he originally didn't want to allow it. He smiled at me and said that it was ok. Right after I thanked Billy, I was kinda in the clear of the crowd and I waved at Nick. He smirked at me and I about died...again. Shortly there after Howie came out. He is SOOOOOOO DAMN HOT in person...OH MY GOD...wow...And he's just a little taller than me...which makes him extremely short..for a guy..LOL. But it's all good. He didn't have a pen to use either so he asked us if he could use one of ours. Of course, I was quick and totally thrust my marker at him. I was like, "Here ya go." So he signed everyones pictures with MY marker!!! AHHHHHHH....After he was done he didn't know who's it was since he didn't actually see my face when I gave it to him. So he asked who it belonged to and I was like, "It's mine." And he handed it back to me...I touched Howie..woah..wow..definitely cool (hmm.. can we say, "Bianca's a freak!" Yeah, that's what I thought). And I had touched Brian. And I had hugged Kevin..and ... and... and...wow. After that whole ordeal I was in total and utter shock. And I was still shaking like mad, it was horrible. We screamed a few more times on the way to the car and once we got in it, we cranked the volume to BSB...that was great.
12:10pm - We went back to Eckerdts so that Amie could thank the lady who replaced her camera. If it weren't for that amazingly nice woman, Amie and Erin wouldn't have been able to take pictures of the Boys. So while we where there...I decided that I should get my film developed right away...I figured by that point I would've used all 25 exposures. Funny thing was...my counter kept saying 0. And i was wonderin' what was up with that and why my camera was acting all screwy. So the nice lady takes the camera and checks it out...she opens the flap for the film and goes..."Honey, are you sure you had film in there? And showed me the EMPTY camera". I cried right there at the counter...not a lot...didn't wanna have all those ppl see me all yucky. But I can honestly say that I was incredibly totally upset by that. I ended up sobbing the next night in the hotel room. But Amie and Erin DID take pictures of the BSB close up. I felt like an idiot though.

I'd also like to say that the Boys were incredibly nice and cordial. I was (and still am) completely blown away by how cool they were about it.