A Star
Ooh, that reminds me something very important one: I've met a Star! I've seen him in person in the middle of millions of people. Not that I would like this guy. But I have seen him. And that's why I like him now, even though he was unsympathetic.
before last weekend I met some friends in Munich. Sorry, I dozed off at the city tour and can remember nothing around to much. One friend has sent a loud photos and I know I must have been also in this place, but I can not remember unfortunately active. Too bad.
But what I definitely remember: just before our adoption we saw before the famous HofbrÀuhaus Koch Schubeck (that was NOT my Star). So I almost saw two stars, but honestly I did not know the chef.
And then I was alone in front of city hall, called out again to fix the parents and photographed a beautiful building, before I walked to the subway. And there came a blond guy started, the animal seemed to me known and I wondered about it (at this point are probably many another wonder, too). Then I realized that the Marlon Berger was the Marienhof! Hundred per cent. The march passed quickly, probably hoping that no one recognized him and was wearing a white plastic bag behind him. I must confess I was pretty excited, although I may suffer from Marienhof almost anyone and it does not. My best friend and I have sometimes watched the show before for dinner and have found that we violated the Marlon would if he were our son.
But in kind of guy looks very casual and very pretty. He has real charisma and I mean really, why have the cast. But on TV is not the over.
any case, I saw a star! Why does it feel so important when that happens? Just because you once happened to the right place at the right time was? And why even has a "semi-celebrity," said one, even if he was not even especially like? That's a phenomenon. But no matter - would have been bad if the Jon Bon Jovi would walk by so fast on me. Then I would probably get a screaming fit.
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