What the Eff is Up with Zac Efron?

Every time my roommate, Danielle, mentions Zac Efron, I think, "how can someone be so obsessed with someone they've never met?". Not only has she never met him, but she's never even seen him in person. There are pictures posted of him all over her walls: at her house, in her room, on her school supplies. She has seen and owns every movie he's ever been a part of. She knows random facts about him that no one would care to memorize. When she gets going about this one person, I feel like I should be observing her like an animal in the zoo. Her face lights up, her speech speeds up and sometimes her mind moves too fast to express what she wants to say because she has So. Much. To. Say. Why does she squirm off the couch when he comes on the screen with glee? Why does she squeal like a pig when someone talks about him in passing conversations? I have been corrected on the spelling of his name numerous times, and now I will never get it wrong (even though I couldn't care either way). But to be honest, I couldn't care less about him. Or anyone else in Hollywood.

Don't get me wrong. I think that people should be passionate about things that are important to them. But is it judgmental that I don't think that strangers are people who should be obsessed about? You don't know them. You only see what the media wants you to see. Or is it that I don't think Zac Efron is worthy of being obsessed over? I've never met Ghandi, but I find his work admirable. Would I think that someone obsessing over Ghandi would be more acceptable than Zac Efron? Probably. I know that this isn't an uncommon phenomenon. A lot of people in our class was a part of a parasocial relationship with their own celebrity. But I will never understand that same feeling. So sorry, Danielle. But Zac Efron is not all that in a bag of potato chips.