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(Click for full picture)(The second one is the revision, is it better?)
THAT makes me really upset. We all grew up with him in our lives, and I thought he would be alive forever, or at least live to see the next generation. But no, at age 50, gone. I remember listening to his vinyls with my family when we got our sound system in the living room with the record player. I remember loving the song and video for "Scream" which he did with Janet. Watching the Jackson 5 movie that was like 4 hours long and always showing on some music channel. We all joked about his ever-changing appearance, the scandals, and his bizarre/extravagant way of living. But I loved his strangeness, especially because he was such a normal part of our lives. I loved neverland ranch, I loved that he was a child in an adults body. I loved that beautiful imagination. Today it shocked me that he wasn't immortal. It is so depressing and I can't get over it.
+Omg, I was watching the Michael marathon on BET and when the announcer guy said "The late Michael Jackson" I started crying my eyes out. I don't remember the last time I cried so hard. I slept for three hours, and when I woke up I thought it was a dream... alas, when I turned on the television he was still gone. I couldn't fall asleep after that.+
I don't know why, maybe I'm just PMSing and everything is impacting me a lot more than it should, but I am pretty angry about the project Denise and I are working on. I expected it from one of you, but not the other. Don't sound enthusiastic about something you're not enthusiastic about. Obviously you don't take it seriously, but I do. Doing that is just fucked up. Don't give me false hope.
And tomorrow I'm looking forwards to a day of cleaning the whole fucking house with no help because of man law. Hopefully, I will enjoy cooking dinner and baking/ decorating the cake and it will taste so fucking good I can forget all of this shit.
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