Well, as for me it's Lady Gaga's album title. Also, the one thing I always dreamt of having eversince I'm a Kid.
The life of being in a place where every one would know me. Where my name is a household name. That the last pair of shoes I'm spotting, without doubt, belongs only to me and not to the fitter. Everyone knows where I live, down to the bottom of knowing my toothpaste brand.
My birthday would be celebrated by everyone like a special day in history. The tissue paper I just thrown is the next memorabilia. Everyone would be wanting to be in my place.
Perhaps like the next Madonna.
Could be the next American Idol.
Would love to be the next bill Gates.
Might as well be Angelina Jolie's reincarnation.
Write the next best thing after Stephanie Meyer, JK Rowlings and Dan Brown
Throw the next best line like "of the people, by the people, for the people" -Abraham Lincoln.
I will start and end the next civil war.
Be in Amelia Earhart shoes.
Elvis greatest heartache.
Or as simple and as popular as Mother Theresa.
Yes. It's a lifelong dream to be famous. But how?
I don't know if my blog reads reaches 10.
I don't have friends more 50.
My friendster has 120+ friends.
In Facebook, its too rare for someone to like and comment my posts.
How can I be the next big star?
Will I ever be an internet sensation?
I don't know. Life's full of surprises. But I never want to be famous a decade after my death like Picasso. I would love to live my fame, it to be my game.
love, now and always,
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