The Biebz has brought so much light to my life. I have a friend who is dating one of the lesbians who look like Justin Bieber, and I’ve had oodles of fun coming up with jokes for that situation. My imaginary boyfriend (who is imaginary in the sense that we’re not really dating, not in the sense that I have hallucinated a person to be my boyfriend) is known for his remarkable rendition of “Baby.” Just when I thought that Justin Bieber couldn’t bring me any more glee, he went and got filmed running into a door.
I haven’t been feeling well, you guys, but now I know that I just have a bad case of Bieber Fever. If this is being sick, then I don’t want to get well.