Hi! I'm a crazy fanatic that ansolutely LOVES *N SYNC! I'm not that fond of Britney Spears, but I can stand her and listen to her music, if you can call that music. Any who, I'm planning to go to their concert in the summer when they go to Las Vegas. I live in the middle of the desert, a place that's so close to Mexico, it would be Mexico if it wasn't for that dirty, polluted, brown, radioactive river that divides the two countries. That river just happens to be dirty and radioactive only around this part of the country. In other places, I hear it's blue, but from what I've seen, it's pretty hard to believe. It's like trying to believe that one day, *N Sync will come to your door, and they'll serenade you with a song, then Justin and JC each will give you a big kiss. Now that's pretty hard to believe, isn't it? You catch my drift. I have friends that are so cool (or cruel, they both sound the same to me) I don't even need enemies. They just make fun of me, telling me that I should of been born a blonde, and the only reason that this profile has no grammar or spelling errors is because my friend is typing it for me while I'm on the phone with her. Sadly, I can't even spell my friend, ESTHER's name right. (Esther's Notes: I'm supposed be one of her best friends people, hell, I'm even the only one that she'll allow to read her stories before she types them. It's truly sad. I'm the one typing her bio, so if it's a little strange, and it makes her sound a litle crazy, that's because she is. She forgot to take her medication this morning. By the way, I'm the explanation of the picture. You see, Crystal (as well as half the x-over authors of SM and whatever) is not fond of Tuxedo Mask from Sailor Moon, and I decided to be evil.) Well, I'm boring you, or I'm just making you think of some weird stuff. Okay, I'm going to go now.