Yes, my dear, you are the star. Look around you: people stare at you, praise you so much, and almost kneel before you. You got your friends with you and they seem to be Blair, Chuck, and Serena. Look at your clothes; so fab that you skipped meals to save up for them.
You walk down the corridor as you listen to your favorite music and you don't mind whom you block behind you as you walk in slow-mo.
Oh, dear god, your problems bug you. You need to find a new case for your laptop. You desperately want to grab your own I-phone now. There's a sale for bags downtown but you can't go because you have an exam today. You have not tweeted for hours--your fans are DYING to be updated about you. Go! Get a Starbucks Frap and make use of their wifi.
Oooh, you can't wait to go partying again this weekend again. You only go out because you can show off your fabulous outfits, gadgets, and newly discovered posh words despite starving the whole week just to purchase these.
Noooo, economy,corruption, and poverty don't matter; you're single! That's a big issue! You're supposed to be NOT! You can only comment on public affairs when everyone's talking about it and you have to follow the trend.
Nevermind the candy wrappers, tissues, and stuff that you throw anywhere--someone will pick them up. You're in a movie--everything's supposed to happen the way you want them to. The problems you have are what you choose to have. The other problems? Nahh, they're off the script. Forget about them.
You're a celebrity. Everybody loves you. You're too much! Go, sit on your throne. The world isn't real--only YOUR WORLD.
Happy April Fools' Day, suckers!
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