So...there I was, leaving the Trader Joe's (the IKEA of grocery shopping, btw) and walking a few blocks north to find a food truck (it's what's for dinner) and then to catch the 1 train when my contemplation was interrupted by screeches from pre-teen girls. I looked up: across the street was a queue of girls wrapped around a local theater, and outside of this theater were the members of One Direction (yeah, I wasn't quite sure who they were either, so I looked them up here) being interviewed by MTV.
My first thought was, "That soooo would've been me 21 years ago screaming for NKOTB and Donnie Wahlberg." I chuckled as I walked past the queue, especially at the girls I saw crying. Perhaps I'm heartless, but I've never understood, even at the zenith of my New Kids on the Block obsession, why a girl would start crying over a pop group. Crying? That's...odd. I don't understand that response...but then again, I'm not really a crying kind of girl--you know, except when I have ALLERGIES and all that.
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