Take Me There

Wednesday, July 8, 2009/ -4:04 AM

Born to amuse, to Inspire, to delight. Here one day, gone one night.

So I watched MJ's memorial early this morning which cuts my sleep into just 3 full hours instead of 7. Making my eyes look puffy (regardless of the fact that I cried every time I open my eyes and listen to what the people are saying on TV and then getting back to sleep for a couple of minutes then waking up again and then crying and the cycle goes on) The memorial ended at 4 am, which was also the time I slept for another hour until my dad wakes me up.

And early last night I just found out that Ryan and Jon left PATD. Which was another bad news. WHAT ABOUT RYDEN?!

Today was a sad day, because I started it sad.
Moral: Don't start a day sad. Listen to happy songs.

M

Labels: Michael Jackson, Panic at the disco

Friday, July 3, 2009/ -7:51 PM

SO...

So last night I was looking at the papers and saw that Time magazine made a commemorative edition for MJ. We went to the bookstore near our house at 8. Then it started to rain. We walked faster because we didn't want to get that wet when we arrive at the bookstore. When I got my magazine, I told our maid that we should wait until the rain stops. Or at least not THAT heavy anymore. But we couldn't wait long because I haven't had dinner yet so we walked back home while the rain was pouring heavy.

The rest of the story was unpleasant. For me at least. Because when we walked home, we walked through shallow waters from canals. Leptospirosis D8

When I got home, the whole of my lower torso and my left sleeve were wet with rain. At least the magazine was safe :> AND creaseless.

Of course I washed my legs!
M

Labels: flood, Michael Jackson, the rain, time magazine

Sunday, June 28, 2009/ -5:05 AM

AWW MJ :[

Is it too late that I have become your fan, now that you're dead? Yes.

It IS true that you DO realize a person's worth once they're gone.

And it IS timely that mom bought your album, "Thriller 25".

It doesn't even matter now that you look like a...

Great, just great. Now I'm never gonna have your Autograph.

RIP MJ mah man.

M

BTW, I just love "You Rock My World".

Labels: Michael Jackson, mourning