Place: Dining Table as usual (for the post – LAX and Home)
Time: 4:30 PM
Just as the title suggests, I saw a celebrity about 3 weeks ago. Just forgot to post about it until now…
Basically, my mom and I were at LAX to pick up my dad when he arrived and as we were leaving the airport, we saw a mob of paparazzi and reporters come out and I got all excited and bounced forward while whipping my phone out to record the scene. To me, seeing all of these people wielding these giant camcorders and cameras was more exciting than whoever they were trying to get shots of and interview. I saw who this person grabbing all of the attention was, but honestly could not tell who that was -_-
She went into this big black van after posing a bit and the reporters desperately tried to talk to her still and my mom kept asking me “Who is it? Who is it?” while at the same time encouraging me to go and try to get a photo with her. I just responded “Meh, forget it. Let’s go to daddy. He’s our celebrity.” And so we bounced off to him.
I later asked my friend who it was (sent her a photo) and it turns out it was… Paris Hilton. How sad that I couldn’t tell who she was. That’s how not into the whole American celebrity gossip and such I am and yet at the same time it means I don’t read the news enough either. She sent me Paris’s instagram photo that she had posted and indeed it was her because it was the same outfit. It’s funnier because she was apparently on the same flight as my dad because she was just coming back from Korea.
My friend joked that I should have asked her for a hotel (because my dream is to own a hotel if not a chain of hotels etcetc).
This made me start thinking at how interesting the world definitely is. How we swarm around those who are supposedly famous and give our attention, time, and potentially even devotion to them. There are some who go so far as to feel that those celebs are their friends and that they send gifts, letters, etc. However, we should really be treating those who are actually close to us as the celebrities of our lives. By this, I mean our parents…our family in general…our friends….those we consider basically family even if not blood-related.
And so, here is a video also of one of the celebrities of my life’s entrance to America.
Also, this girl is a star too:
She says “Aunt Sarah” at the end and points to me 🙂 Everytime I come to see her she jumps up and down shouting “Aunt Sarah” while smiling and laughing and comes running to me giving me a hug and a kiss~ Whenever, I’m not there, apparently she wants to see me and always says “Aunt Sarah, Aunt Sarah” whenever she sees my photo etc. I feel like a celebrity to this angel. Isn’t that more important?
Exodus 20:3-4 – “You shall have no other gods before me. You shall not make for yourself an idol in the form of anything in heaven above or on the earth beneath or in the waters below”
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