I don’t consider myself a fangirl. I feel like that is calling me “an average teenage girl who has no idea how to act around celebrities or people.” In the past I probably have mentioned fangirls, but once I start to think about it I really wouldn’t want to be called one. I am not at any means obsessed with anyone. I don’t scream when Tom or Benedict or even Ed shows up on screen. (Although I admit I squealed when I found out about the whole Hank Williams deal) I try find interests in these movies, shows, and songs with my favorite people in them.
I found out about the word “fangirl” first from a fan of the widely known boyband, One Direction. I admit some of their music is really good, but I have no motivation to start stalking their tweets or Instagram photos. I got to know the girl and whadya know every time one of their songs came on,
“OH MY WORD DO YOU HEAR THIS. THAT’S THE DUDE THAT I LIKE, HARRY. HE HAS CURLY HAIR AND HE’S BRITISH. LISTEN TO THIS THING CALLED TALENT.”
“Yeah, thanks. They’re pretty good.”
“PRETTY GOOD? THEY’RE ANGELS SENT FROM GOD ABOVE.”
Now you can get the sense of why I do not want to called a fangirl. She proudly wore and boasted the word. So thank you, but I’d rather not be called a fangirl. Nothing against the word or people who are fangirls. I just don’t want to be one. I actually have met quite a few celebs and never once screamed. I shook, yes, but never screamed. I have pity on the poor person’s ears.
I feel like I’ll just leave the fangirl calling to the One Direction, Justin Bieber, etc…fangirls.