>> Friday, June 26, 2009
I have to admit, I didn't really believe it when I heard the so-called news on the radio. "Bah! Probably another gimmick to promote his upcoming tour coming soon. He'll make a miraculous recovery and his tickets will be worth a gazillion dollars, " I thought to myself. I guess I was wrong.
They desperately tried to resuscitate the faded King of Pop as a cherry-red ambulance sped him to UCLA Medical Center, where he was pronounced dead.
Okay, the man has had his fair share of insanity. I even admit to calling him Wacko Jacko at times. Erm, I could go on and on about what I think he did wrong, but out of respect, I won't.
My mom was kind of a fan. That was how I was introduced to MJ. It was during his Beat It, Bad days. I even had the Moonwalker video, which I used to watch repeatedly with my sisters. Sing it!
Annie.. are you okay?Annie is the name of the little girl in the story that was kidnapped BTW. I can't remember why they took her. But then MJ ends up in the 1920's (I think, sorry if I got the era wrong. I suck at history and too lazy to find it on Wikipedia), singing this song, doing the moonwalk, and shooting baddies with Uzi machine guns. Ermm. I guess even back then we should have seen the signs what was coming, but I digress.
Are you okay?
Are you okay.. Annie?
Oh, I can't not mention this. Somehow, he turns into a robot thing and after he defeats the baddies, zooms into outer space. Whew! Now, I got that out of my system, let's move on shall we?
Anyways, I will always remember him as that man who made me learn how to moonwalk, despite my obvious 2 left feet. He made music and dancing (and plastic surgery) the way it is today. I'm actually in tears right now, darn pregnancy hormones, so I won't be able to be as heartfelt as I want to be. The man was, and is a legend. Beating heart or no, he will moonwalk his way in our hearts forever.
Rest in Peace, you deserve it.