But I soon realized that restraining my tears at a beautiful boy concert would be like trying to restrict Jennifer Lopez's butt into size five jeans. As a moving stage carried the group, singing "This I Promise You," into the masses of frantic females, tears of happiness cascaded down my cheeks. I knew that there would be no teddy bear for me tonight, but having 'NSync close to me was enough.

The romantic set was followed with songs from 'NSync's recent album, a compilation of new and edgy tunes. "Space Cowboy" seemed to be the audience favorite, as judged by the manner in which the crowd exploded every time the boys "rode" their imaginary horses. I overheard a mom comment to another fellow mom, "Those boys can sure ride me anytime." I almost doubled over with laughter, but hey, I had to agree.

Finally, only one song could wrap up this festival of frenzy. I put my pen and note pad down and busted out with the familiar three jumps and three nods of the head every time the words "Bye, Bye, Bye!" rang out. The laser lights and fireworks encompassed the stadium...and then, sigh, the fabulous five disappeared from the stage.

So, if I have to live out a solitary existence in order to defend the ten men in my life, then I will deal with the loneliness of my life here at Harvard.

I'll just be cool in the real world.