Currently channeling my inner Andrea from 1997/98. Heading to the Backstreet Boys concert next week with Kathleen (who I went to see BSB with in middle school). I will say, I got to touch Kevin's hand on that day as he was leaving the arena, and I thought I would never wash it again. Well, that's so middle school for you. It's crazy to me that no matter how much time passes, there are some songs we just never seem to forget the lyrics to.
