It was ‘94, the year that everything started to change from before
March 1st, 1994. This guy was born. I myself, as a person in an Arabic region never imagined myself even liking a celebrity, not loving them. This guy named Justin Drew Bieber took over me, stole my breath from the first sight, the first time i ever heard his angel voice in One Time. I was never the type to like someone this much when i don’t know him but i do know this guy. This is the guy that did everything he could do while sitting on the stairs of the Avon theater, singing to get pennies and help his mom with some money. This guy who is nothing but a nice, polite kid i admired since day one. Justin had a message since he was 13 and this message was to believe. Believe in yourself. Believe in God. Believe in the good in humans. Believe in love. Believe in strength.
I am not going to talk about how the media described him. How about how his own fans describe him? Everyone, including myself, has approved that he is a nice guy with a message, he’s such a sweetheart and he does good to people more than anyone will ever will, and this is a part of why i admire him.
I know he wont read this but ask me if i regret being here? i say no.
Happy Birthday Justin Drew Bieber.