And in the Real World, never mind everyone else going "Oh, yah, I've met them loads of times...~yawn~"...he *grinned* at me, dammit, and there is just no way of expressing the utter effervescent dancing-on-stars joy that still gives me.
I'm seventeen. I'm crazy about them. They make music that makes me laugh and dance and cry and happy. Dear god, that's the way it's supposed to be.