Every year for the past four years, at every concert I’ve been to, I’ve tried to meet Justin. From hotel stalking, to just simply going to buyouts and waiting outside the tour bus, it’s never happened. It all started this time with me not having any tickets to the Believe tour for Houston, Texas. I didn’t think I would get tickets, but the next day my local radio station started giving out tickets. I ended up being the first one to win tickets from them! I expected to go and enjoy the concert, with no intentions of meeting him. My friend then told me to join BieberFever.com and enter the contest for meet and greets! I entered, and ended up not winning. But my sister, who didn’t send in a picture, but sent in an essay, and showed Hoogs how #BiebsMeetDestinyAndFaith was trending, won! The day of the concert came and I was SO nervous. I went to the venue around 10 AM, and hung around the venue all day with my friends. I had butterflies in my stomach all day long. I literally felt so sick, and could not eat at all! I mean, I WAS MEETING JUSTIN BIEBER. I couldn’t believe it myself. We got our meet and greets around 3 pm and went in line. We were in line for a good hour, and the lady said, “Make friends! Six girls in a picture!” My group got together, and since me and my twin sister have never met Justin, my friends let us stand next to him. When we got to go in, I walked in first and saw him. He looked perfect. Literally, his face is flawless. He had on a brown shirt, a SnapBack and glasses. I said, “Hi Justin” nervously, and he said “Hey sweetie!” and held out his arms for a hug. I hugged him, then the other girls poured in and said hi and got their hugs. Before we took our picture, I said “Justin, can I kiss you?” And he said, “No there’s too many girls, lets just take a regular picture, ok?” And I was like “Oh ok…” and he said “Next time we meet, you can kiss me.” I was like ok cool, but on the inside my ovaries exploded into like a million pieces. They snapped the picture and we hugged him goodbye one last time and left. Even though it was only like 2 minutes, I’m so grateful I got to meet him. If you haven’t met him, don’t lose hope because I know it will happen. It happened for me! Just believe. More here: Every year for the past four years, at every concert I’ve been…
Hi, I’m CeCe, 16 years old, and after almost 4 years, I’ve decided to share my Bieber experience that has made me realize how lucky I am to have met Justin. It was July 22nd, 2009 and I was just 12 years old when I found out that Justin was going to be at a radio station about 4 hours away from me, on the 23rd. He was going to be mentoring a band of teenagers the station had thrown together that week, ironically named ‘One Week.’ Very randomly and out of the blue, I found out my brother had a basketball tournament up in Dallas where the radio station was located on the same weekend Justin was going to be there, and my mom agreed to take a friend and I to meet Justin the very next day. I couldn’t have been more excited. We got there at about 7 o’clock that morning and there was nobody waiting outside except for us. It wasn’t that nobody wanted to see Justin, it was just that nobody really knew about him then . That’s when I heard a very familiar voice singing, “when I met you girl my heart went knock knock…” I died. He had just released the song a bit earlier, and didn’t put out the video until 2 months after, but I had seen his covers on Youtube before then. His smile was glowing. I just stared through the window and couldn’t believe he was right there in front of me. The band he was working with came inside and just messed around for a while. The lead singer, a 14 year old girl, had never even heard of Justin before, along with the other band members. It was incredible to watch him mentor those kids with such great enthusiasm and maturity. I mean, he was barley 15 for Christ’s sake. After about an hour, a few more people showed up until there was bout 30 girls there to meet Justin. I thought that was a lot of girls to wait in line with, having no idea that how difficult it would be to meet him now. He eventually came out to take pictures and talk, and he walked down the line, and almost 4 years later, I still remember exactly how I felt. I was so anxious and excited to talk to him, but I was also incredibly nervous. He came up to me, with the same handsome charm he has now, smiled, said hi and hugged me tight. I told him how much I loved his music and he smiled and thanked me. It was perfect. After talking for a couple of minutes, we got a picture and I was so overwhelmed. I just watched him meet everybody else, completely in shock. He was the most respectful, sweetest, most handsome guy I had ever met , and I absolutely adored that kid and everything about him. Then, when I thought it couldn’t get better, it did. After a tweet he posted on his Twitter, I found out that he was going to be there AGAIN the next day doing the same thing , and boy was I ready to get up at 6 a.m. again and wait outside that same window. We repeated the process with about the same amount of girls, except for now he actually remembered me from the day before. Actually being remembered by JUSTIN BIEBER was unreal, even though he wasn’t very famous and well known yet, he already held a special place in my heart. After a couple more hugs, another picture, and a whole lot of nervous ‘thank you, you’re so talented and beautiful’ talk, it was time to go. I didn’t think I would be so attached, but even then, at 12 years old, I went to my hotel room and cried. I actually missed this kid who I had met twice and was crying over it. That’s when I knew that even if his career never took off, I was going to be there every step of the way to love and support him no matter what. It’s really cool to be able to say I have literally been there since the beginning , and I would love to be able to meet him now and show him the pictures from that radio station, and thank HIM for all he’s done for me since then. -@BieberCrewATX Go here to see the original: Hi, I’m CeCe, 16 years old, and after almost 4 years,…
I bought tickets for the 2nd Chicago show (October 24th) in June and it felt so far away. My parents told me we were going to Vegas on September 29th so they said I could buy tickets for his concert in Vegas on the 30th and I was extremely excited. We bought the tickets a week or so in advance. We were staying at the hotel where the concert was so I was pretty confident on meeting him, but there was like 300 other girls staying there too so my chances decreased a lot. But that didn’t stop me so my friends that I met, my sister, and I waited a really long time for him all over the hotel the night he was going to arrive, but we never saw him. The day of the concert we met Cody Simpson by the elevators and that was really cool, especially since he remembered me from before. The concert was AMAZING and just so awesome, like best show ever. After the concert we waited outside for him, but still nothing. We met Alfredo by the elevators at like midnight and that was seriously so cool. He is the nicest person ever. He stayed and talked to us for a little bit. That made me really happy that we met him, but still no Justin. Justin left the hotel the next morning so I was bummed out. Still the whole trip was amazing. I still had the Chicago show to look forward to and a possible chance to meet him. I entered the BieberFever contest for Vegas and Chicago, with low hopes of winning since everyone kept telling me that I wasn’t going to win. I didn’t win for the Vegas show so I was kinda bummed out, but I knew I still had a chance in Chicago. I also made my collection bigger and better than before. A week before the Chicago show, I was talking with a lot of Chi-town beliebers and my friends about going to try and find Justin in Chicago. Then the night before the concert, I got an e-mail telling me I won the BieberFever contest. I was crying and shocked. I couldn’t grasp that I was meeting Justin the next day. I kept saying “I’M MEETING JUSTIN BIEBER TOMORROW!!” I brought my sister with me. I decided that I didn’t need to stalk Justin anymore since I was going to meet him. I got my wristbands and then they told us we needed to form groups of six to meet him. While we were waiting in line, Dan Kanter came outside and I said “Hi Dan!” and he said “Hey!”. My group was the 2nd group to go in for the people who won them. Kenny was standing in front of the M&G so I talked to him then I asked him for a hug! Kenny is so cute and nice. He was giving me breathing lessons before we went in. Someone was holding Justin’s hamster, Pac, so we got to see him in his little hamster ball. Then it was time to go in. I got right next to Justin, said a few things to him, and gave him like four hugs! His face is perfect. I kept saying “He is so pretty and flawless.” He is truly a great person. Justin made sure everyone got a hug and talked to him. Even though it was extremely rushed it was still amazing and it was a moment I would never get back or forget. The concert was amazing and even better the second time! I was crying during the concert knowing I had just met him. I never thought I would meet my idol, but it happened and I am so extremely blessed. Don’t ever give up because it will happen someday! -@anniebrennan21 Link: I bought tickets for the 2nd Chicago show (October 24th) in June…
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I’ve been a Belieber for almost 4 years now, and before October 9th, I never thought I would actually be able to meet my hero. I’ve suffered through a lot of abuse, and I just wanted to say “Thank You” to Justin, and that’s all I ever wished of . Around June, my dad surprised me with meet & greet passes to JB’s show in Tacoma , since the M&G was sold out in Portland. I remember jumping on my dad in tears because I was so happy. Finally, after months and months of impatiently waiting for the day to come, my insides were literally exploding when we arrived outside of the arena. Billboard signs on the way to Tacoma showed Justin’s face, sending a rush inside me. I was so excited, so scared, so nervous, and so happy at the same time. I was going to meet Justin. I was going to be able to look at him and tell him I love him. When I stepped out of the car, I hurried into the line for the meet & greet. After about an hour or two of waiting, we finally reached the booth where they held our tickets. Unfortunately, they didn’t have our tickets. I was literally at the verge of tears. “I’m sorry we can’t find your tickets.” The man said. Now let me tell you something. I was pissed. I was upset. I was devastated. There was no way I was not meeting Justin. My throat felt heavy and I felt really hot. Was I seriously not meeting him? But luckily, the guy explained that we had bought the tickets from a different ticket website and to call the guy who sold us the tickets. It was kind of sketchy how we met the guy. He was in a small group, and he handed us out wrist bands. It was scary, but at least I got my tickets. When the gates opened to the waiting line, I felt goosebumps form on my skin . It was around 3:45 PM when the doors opened to the arena, as we were lined up against the walls waiting for the M&G, a bodyguard came up and needed to explain some rules. We weren’t able to have Justin sign anything, and we couldn’t give him anything. All I wanted to really give Justin, was my letter. Just for him to read my letter would mean so much to me. So I asked the man if I could give him my letter. Thankfully, the guy gave me a hesitant yes, along with another girl who wanted to give Justin a letter. After about an hour later, I saw Kenny ride his Segway around the door. If you know me, you probably know how much I love Kenny. Making a quiet squeal, I jumped up from my position of when I was lying down on the ground and started to wave my arms around trying to get Kenny’s attention. “KENNY I LOVE YOU.” I screamed at the top of my lungs. There were probably only about 4 other girls who knew who Kenny was. But I wasn’t complaining. At least he saw me. Kenny turned to me and gave me a smile, and a wave, and I swear I died right there. Kenny saw me! Just then, the line started moving, making me scream really quietly. My cousin turned to me and threatened me to not cry. Sucking back those tears that were threatening to fall, I agreed. I didn’t wanna look like an idiot next to Justin. Eventually, our turn showed up and I put my letter on the table for the “gifts”. The curtain accidentally flew up, revealing Justin’s baggy pants, and black Supras, causing all the girls behind me to scream. They ushered us into the room where I saw the most delicate looking thing in the world. His hair was perfectly quiffed up, not a single strand missing it’s place. His lips were insanely pink. They looked so soft and kissable! His eyes were like beautiful hazel marbles. I could melt. Then there was his skin. His skin was flawless. Not a single pimple, no white spots, nothing. Blemish free. He looked like a doll! He looked perfect. But my excitement disappeared when he turned to look at me. My head instantly fell, as I looked at the ground, nervously. I was not good around boys. I just couldn’t act normal around boys. Well, I was a pretty awkward person. He greeted me with, “Hey love” as the rest of the girls followed in. When I first heard it I just stopped. Did I seriously just hear that? He called me love! Justin Bieber called me “love”. It felt so unreal. I was about to go stand next to Justin’s right, but the girl in the pink shirt (in the picture) stood in front of me. I basically stood in front of everybody, not sure what to do. I was just confused. I didn’t know if he was looking at me like I was stupid, or if I was annoying him by standing there. Just when the pink shirt girl’s mom was about to go on Justin’s other side. The instinct hit me. I swiftly, glided in between a girl, and Justin, almost hitting Justin’s butt when I squeezed in. From the corner of my eye, I could see his lips form into a smile for the picture. God, that mole beside his lips was the death of me I swear. I wrapped my hand around his waist, as he brought his hand from my waist to my shoulder, his hand getting caught in my hair. Okay, I don’t know about you, but I was dead by then. They quickly snapped the picture, and just as everyone left, my cousin hugged him. I wanted to hug him too. It was so fast, I forgot. I awkwardly waddle over to him, holding my hands stiffly at my sides. “Can I have a hug too?” He pulled me into a hug, and I instantly felt safe. From past experiences, I hated hugs. I wasn’t the type that liked hugs, but his hug was different. I felt safe, and it felt so comfortable. Before I left, I told him he was amazing. And then came those words. “Bye, Justin.” And he was gone. It all went so fast. I forgot to thank him, I forgot to tell him I loved him. But what I hated most, was being so nervous the entire time. But then everything went away. I was happy. I met my idol. I hugged him, and for a second, he knew I existed. And that’s all I cared about. The show went on afterwards, and it was like heaven on earth. Justin was cute, and perfect, and I even got to have a conversation with Moshe, Justin’s bodyguard. Justin even touched my hand. It was amazing. Honestly, if I could. I would relive that night every single day if I could. I’m just so blessed to be able to have had my dream come true. This is My Bieber Experience -@Badassrauhl (the girl next to Justin, in the grey) View original post here: I’ve been a Belieber for almost 4 years now, and before…
