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Mediocre.
Friday, 18 June 2010 1:04 am
Lah-dih-darh.
I've wasted another day trying to work hard but ended up slacking.
Damn.


Oh Oh, Oh Oh yeah, oh oh, yeah
Oh Oh, Oh Oh yeah oh oh, yeah.

Every girl every boy
They got your posters on their wall,
Yeah.
Photographs, autographs
The minute you step out the door
You will meet the applause
Paparazzis' hiding in the bushes
Trying to make a dollar

Wanna be you,
When they see you,
They scream out loud!

Starstruck!
Camera flashes,
Cover of magazines
(Oh Oh)
Starstruck!
Designer sunglasses,
Live the dream as a teen,
All the fancy cars,
Hollywood Boulevard
Heard the crowd calling your name
Yeah.
Starstruck!
Prepared to get
Starstruck
!
Oh yeah

Climbing life, lookin' fly
Perfect smiles,
On the way to the limousines
Yeah
Everywhere first in line, VIP
Hanging out with celebrities
Yeah

And all the pretty girls,
They wanna date cha
Trying to make you holler

Wanna be you,
When they see you,
They scream out loud!

Starstruck!
Camera flashes,
Cover of magazines
(Oh Oh)
Starstruck!
Designer sunglasses,
Live the dream as a teen,
All the fancy cars,
Hollywood Boulevard
Heard the crowd calling your name
Yeah
Starstruck!
Prepared to get
Starstruck!
Oh right

Oh Oh
Yeah
Oh Oh
Starstruck
Yeah
Oh Oh
Yeah
Oh Oh
Yeah

As soon as you move
(They gonna talk about it.)
In the pic of the news
(They gonna talk about it.)
'Cos your on the A-list
You better believe it,
You better believe it.
Yeah

Whatever you do
(Whatever you do)
Doesn't matter if is true
(Oooh-Wooaahh)
'Cause your on the top 5
And nothing can stop ya!
And nothing can stop ya!

Starstruck!
Camera flashes,
Cover of magazines
(Oh Oh)
Starstruck!
Designer sunglasses,
Live the dream as a teen,
All the fancy cars,
Hollywood Boulevard!
Hear the crowd calling your name
Yeah
Starstruck!
Camera flashes,
Cover of magazines
Oh Oh
Starstruck!
Designer sunglasses,
Live the dream as a teen,
All the fancy cars,
Hollywood Boulevard!
Heard the crowd calling your name
Yeah
Starstruck!
Prepared to get
Starstruck!

Oh yeah...

I just simply find his eyes pretty. ;)

I wonder how these people get famous. It's not everyday that a babe or hunk on the street gets discovered and put on TV. Let alone Disney. It seems weird to be a Disney star but who wouldn't want to be? Demi and Selena were on Barney before they came on Disney. HOW!?
It's not that I want to be famous...
I just don't want to be Mediocre Michelle.
Don't want to be normal.
Don't want to be part of "the crowd".
Don't want to be Invisible, anymore.
If fame could give me all the attention, let me be heard. Even if I would get chased down by the paparazzi all day long, I'd never let the chance slip past. Unless, it's like wrong then, of course I would let it go.

I'm really jealous that these teens get all the great things and all they have to do is pretend to be a certain person in front of the camera which in other words, ACT. Other than that, looking gorgeous just comes with the package and at the same time draws more fans. TADAH! Consider yourself famous.

There are always movies which are like, Movie stars don't get privacy and stuff and show how annoying tha paparazzi is and stuff and then they fall in love with a person who is totally a hater and not a fan, crushing the hearts of millions of fans. I always get the feeling that this type of movies are just made to deter us young children who watch Disney from the dream of becoming a star. I can't think of many movies now but there ARE quite a number. For example, the movie this very song was from. My point had been proven.

Done.
I posted.
Hope you are in deep thought now.
I shall go to sleep.
But what if you're reading this during the day?
Well, look at the time I'm posting this.
Heh, get smart.
Whoo! I didn't get to watch the show. :/
Oh Poopaye.
Hold on a sec, this doesn't mean that I'm not feeling down anymore.
Hah, I fooled you, didn't I?
It's up to you to decide on what I am actually feeling right now.
So, I'll leave you be.
Bye.