This past weekend, I met a ”famous celebrity”. While we were waiting to pick him up at the airport, we all started getting kind of nervous. I mean..why would we get all nervous, he’’s just another regular human being right? He just happen to be talented and lucky enough to be on TV and to have millions upon millions of people know who he is.

With Fame, what do you get other than money and recognition? As we spent time with him over the weekend, we realized how lonely he was. I felt bad for him. The little things he does made us realize that fame doesn”t get you far; it doesn”t make you happy. It could make you happy in a way that you”re doing what you love but to be traveling everywhere within a month or so doesn”t give you enough time for any of your friends, let alone to make new ones.

I don”t want to be famous. I don”t really want to travel around the world anymore. I used to want so badly to travel the world, to even make it as my career somehow, but how can one get settled that way? I mean, I eventually want to start a family but what kind of person would I be if I were to be across the world every other week? I don”t know how some people do it anymore. Sigh.