Sam is the new Finn

I've got the fever.

If you were born before about 1997, you may be thinking: well if her temperature is up, she should go to health center, that's nothing to fool around with.

I'm not talking about anything above a 98.6.

I'm talking about 16 year old heart throb Justin Bieber, who's fans have been known to fall ill with the ailment, "Bieber fever."

Catchy, eh?

Sarah and I were seeing a movie a few days ago, and a trailer for Justin's new movie, Never Say Never was in the lineup. The opening scene is a little boy drumming on a kitchen chair and singing. He looks and the camera and says, " hi, I'm Justin."

I leaned over to my roommate and whispered,"oh, a movie about Justin Timberlake! Finally."

I've never felt quite as aged as I did at that moment.

Well, the next moment really, when I realized this was NOT about the 'NSYNC star of the late 90's.

It was a about a barely-gone-through-puberty feather haired child who sings about his first love when he was 13.

That was TEN years ago. TEN!

Naturally, I have to see the movie.

Even more so now that Glee has highlighted the not-yet-legal Bieber this week, with Sam performing his far more than famous single, Baby.

Speaking of Sam and bringing the heat, man can he make a girl swoon.

I used to be 110 percent team Finn. I loved his tall-ness, his innocent eyes, and the way I felt when I was around him....uh, er, I mean, when he was on screen.

Yeah, uh-huh.

I used to tell people I loved that Finn was perfectly imperfect. He made mistakes -like when said the F word to Kurt, RUDE- but in the end, he has a heart of gold and an absolutely wonderful sense of right and wrong.

As I got to know Finn -I might as well give in to the delusion-, I really related to the giant Canadian for one solid reason: his judgement was consistency flawed, but he had the best of intentions, always.

So is mine, and so do I. Thinking you have a good head on your shoulders and actually making accurate and appropriate choices in all the right places are two different things.

BUT lately, Finn has been a total letdown. He insists on telling Rachael how wonderful, talented and beautiful she is, but always keeps himself just beyond her reach. Wasn't I just mentioning delusions?

Totally. Unacceptable.

Plus he's clearly encouraging Quinn to cheat on Sam, which he knows is wrong and only leads to pain and suffering for EVERYONE.

Also, Quinn is borderline worthless, so it's almost like, really Finn, you want to bark up that tree again? Just for some lame-o fireworks?*

It's like, how could you do something if you know it will hurt someone?

Isn't it hard enough already to keep everyone happy?

But Sam. Oh, with that smooth blonde mop and those huge kissable lips.

Sure he doesn't seem to be the brightest crayon in the box, but I'd take kindness over brains any day...then again, I'm not Quinn Fabray.

*This comment in now way reflects Rachael's performance of Katy Perry's Firework, or Katy's version. Those were boss.