you know, we take life for granted alot. i didn't wake up today thinking about how great life was. i actually thought, "lets get today over with". but when i heard MJ had been in the hospital, it threw me through a loop. then my cousin woke me up and said MJ just died. i woke up in tears. no matter who you are or if you like/don't like MJ, he has effected us in some way. MJ is actually my third memory of life ( dancing... attempting to dance to thriller when i was 2) and made me want to practice music (i play violin/double bass).
i'm just DEVASTATED (MJ fangirlism) right now. if anyone knows the five stages of grief, i'm in denial now. as with my mom (RIP) denial is usualy my longest stage. i don't know how to feel. i'm numb. my fingers are trembling and my keyboard's going to be messed up cuz of the tears.
please, if you DON'T LIKE MJ don't comment. speaking ill of the dead is extermly low and i don't want to be banned for typing a comment you won't take kindly.
if you DO like MJ, then comment back. what is your first memory of him?
Rest In Peace.
--- therealhokagequeen (Dominique)
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