My Favorite Type of AC

Greetings from the tundra/ the north pole/ pluto/ the polar ice caps/ Antarctica/ my room. Yes, ladies and gentleman, it is a chilly 60 degrees Fahrenheit in my room currently. However, I'm not here today to talk about AC, like air conditioning. I'm here to talk about possibly the best thing that's happened to me this semester. I saw my very favorite type of AC this week. That's right, you guessed it. Aaron freaking Carter. I endured a long line, a nasty bar, drunken concert goers, and those creepy bouncers that put x's on your hands, all to see my kindergarten crush, Aaron Carter. When he came running out singing I want candy, a little piece of my 6 year old self came back. Let me tell you, some may say that Aaron Carter needs to get a real job and move on. Others may say that he is just a washed up child star. Well, they are wrong. He. Is. Beautiful. He still has the voice of an angel and body of Olympian. He took me on a ride back through the 90's singing "I want Candy," "I Want it That Way," and "Bye, Bye Bye." But really, it didn't hit me till he hit every single note of Robin Thicke's "Blurred Lines." He's still got it. Just when I thought my inner child was fully satisfied that she had finally seen Aaron Carter live after 12 years of waiting, Aaron got me again. I touched Aaron Carter. I REPEAT, THIS HAND TOUCHED AARON CARTER! While he was serenading me to what has become my ultimate jam (Aaron's Party) he winked at me, held out his hand, and I touched it. That concert was well worth the 12 year wait, the sweaty mosh pit, staying out late on a school night, and the lack of ability to hear for the next 24 hours. So, I guess you could say my major for this week's "What's My Major Wednesday?"would be a B.A. in fangirl. Also, just in case you were wondering, Aaron Carter is only 25, so I still have a chance. Dibs.